Her Food Livestream Broke the Galaxy

Chapter 219: Fine! It’s Your Fault

"Then what’s the reason?"

"..."

’Is this some kind of tongue twister?!’

"No, it’s really not because of the training." Jiang Qiuqiu organized her thoughts and looked gently at Mo Si. "It’s really because of something else."

Mo Si looked back at Jiang Qiuqiu.

Whenever they looked at each other in this kind of soft, quiet atmosphere, Jiang Qiuqiu couldn’t help but want to turn her head away.

"But your mood changed," Mo Si said. "And I’m certain that change has something to do with me."

’This guy is a regular Sherlock Holmes when it comes to details, but a total dunce when it comes to feelings.’

It did have something to do with him, but there was no way Jiang Qiuqiu could tell him the reason.

"No, it’s just that my training results weren’t good today, and I was wondering if getting into Federation University might be a little difficult—"

"That’s not the reason," Mo Si said. "What is it? Why can’t you just tell me directly?"

’Tell you directly?’

...

"Why are you covering your face?"

"You’re blushing again. What are you thinking?"

"Nothing. I was just thinking that your training method today was right, and I shouldn’t have gotten angry over something so small."

Mo Si immediately shook his head. "I was the one who was wrong."

The two of them vied to take the blame, but in the end, Mo Si, who genuinely believed he was at fault, won out and shouldered all of it.

After that whole exchange, Jiang Qiuqiu didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. It was almost six o’clock and the crispy fried pork wasn’t finished yet, so she had to hurry to the kitchen to finish up. Mo Si went to help her.

The normally spacious kitchen felt a bit cramped with two people in it. Jiang Qiuqiu felt like there wasn’t really anything for him to do and was about to tell him to go back, but Mo Si was quite proactive.

He was quite familiar with the process of making crispy pork, so he headed straight for the batter station and started coating the marbled strips of meat.

Well, since he’d already gotten his hands dirty, Jiang Qiuqiu picked up the skimmer and got to work as well.

Amidst the SIZZLE of hot oil, Mo Si, who had been mixing the pork belly off to the side, subconsciously glanced at the wok.

Actually...

He had seen this wok many times before, waiting along with millions of viewers from across the Federation for delicious food to emerge from it and be plated on a porcelain dish.

But his eyes slowly moved upward. Her tied-up long hair, her delicate profile, her small chin, and her eyes that held the light of stars—only one person had seen this.

(Mo Chengyu: So I’m not a person???)

Mo Si was strong, so he mixed quickly, coating the meat in a very even layer of batter.

After that batch of crispy pork was fried, Jiang Qiuqiu put in another. As she turned, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of Mo Si’s profile.

’His hair is quite short, not the trendy ’pretty boy’ style popular these days. It’s just a little longer than a buzz cut. If his features weren’t so stunning, that hairstyle could easily be considered ugly.’

’If anyone else had come to my house to apologize so ’forcefully,’ I definitely would have found them annoying. But with Mo Si, I just find it amusing. While it’s exasperating, I also think he’s genuinely straightforward and cute.’

She thought, ’This handsome boy is perfect in every way, except... he doesn’t seem to like me.’

However—

She secretly glanced at Mo Si. ’I’m not the type to give up easily. The timing isn’t right now, but just you wait!’

’I’ve been given a second chance at youth, a second chance at life. It would be a waste not to live freely and happily.’

The crispy pork was finally ready! Together, they scanned the portions into the showcase. Jiang Qiuqiu handed a plate to Mo Si. "Thanks for all your hard work!"

"You’re the one who works hard, doing this every day."

"It doesn’t feel like hard work when you love what you do. Oh, right, it’s dinnertime. Thanks for everything today. Would you like to stay for dinner before you head back?"

With their misunderstanding resolved, she reverted to her previous tone and extended the invitation. However, Mo Si didn’t want to have dinner at Jiang Qiuqiu’s house.

Because...

If he ate too much energy-rich food, he sometimes couldn’t control himself.

He hesitated, so Jiang Qiuqiu asked again, "Is it inconvenient? You can head back first if you have something to do."

"I don’t have anything."

Mo Si thought, ’I should be able to control myself. I have excellent self-control. Besides, I’ve seen the dishes on those plates, and I’ve had them all before. Once I’ve eaten something, I develop a resistance to it. Nothing will go wrong.’