Top-notch little vampire blows up

Qiao Zhu felt that it wasn't his fault that he didn't know how to wear an apron, after all, he had never touched it before.

Seeing that Tang Jiyuan had already put it on skillfully and fixed it with a chef's hat, Qiao Zhu finally decided to ask for help outside the venue.

Tang Jiyuan stroked his upper sleeves and fixed them. Looking up at Qiao Zhu, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth: "Idiot."

He was speaking, but his tone was not distasteful but pampering. Seeing Qiao Zhu walking towards him, he rubbed his hair, took off the apron from Qiao Zhu's neck, and said, "It's worn backwards."

Qiao Zhu argued red-faced: "I, I haven't worn it..."

"Well, I know." Tang Jiyuan set him up, and said softly, "Turn around."

Qiao Zhu obeyed obediently, Tang Jiyuan lowered his head to help him tie the knot on his back, his eyes slid down the slender rope around his neck, and fell straight to the bow tied around his waist.

The knot was tied tightly, and the two ropes hung down, falling long to the heels of the legs.

Tang Jiyuan felt a little itchy, and suddenly knew why some people's hobby is falling aprons... Imagine the young man in front of him wearing this apron, and he couldn't help but feel a little moved.

Qiao Zhu turned his back to Tang Jiyuan, completely unaware of what he was thinking, took the chef's hat and said, "I don't know how to wear this either, help me."

Tang Jiyuan came back to his senses and said softly, "Okay."

While the two of them were communicating and interacting with each other as if they were used to it, the barrage in the live broadcast room was completely stupid.

"That is to say... I knew that the relationship between the two was good, but I didn't expect it to be this good..."

"It's so natural, it feels like a young couple, woo woo woo!"

"I looked up to see whether this is the live broadcast room of the talent show or the live broadcast room of the love variety show."

"How can Brother Tang be so gentle in calling idiots? Who doesn't like the CP of Brother Ku and the idiot!"

Fortunately, Qiao Zhu didn't see anything... After Tang Jiyuan helped him put on his hat and secure his sleeves, he realized that they were live broadcasting, and it seemed that they should have a word with the audience——

He looked at Tang Jiyuan for help: "Today's live broadcast was arranged by you, I don't know anything, should you introduce it?"

Tang Jiyuan nodded in agreement, then took out a folded piece of paper from his pocket, unfolded it, and said, "Today we are making a milk tea-flavored cake. I have already weighed the portion at noon. Now we need to boil the milk tea and stir the flour to ferment. Well... it doesn't look too difficult."

【2333 I don't know why I started to worry! 】

【"Not So Difficult"】

【Looks like grass, I have an ominous premonition...】

[I can tell, neither of you can cook, right! 】

Qiao Zhu also became worried, mainly because he couldn't understand... "Then, what should I do now?"

The paper in Tang Jiyuan's hand was a handwritten recipe, so he simply clipped the paper on the shelf next to the live camera, and said, "I'll get the pot, you make room for the cooking table, other than pure milk and tea bags Put them aside."

Qiao Zhu responded, "Okay!"

The two of them worked together on the recipe, and quickly put the pot away, poured the milk into the pot, and Tang Jiyuan turned on a low heat to cook slowly.

Although he doesn't know how to cook, he and the cafeteria staff made an emergency "make-up lesson" at noon. He stirred the milk with a spatula, and his movements became smoother and smoother.Wait until the milk is boiled over low heat, then open the tea bag and put in the tea leaves, and add an appropriate amount of sugar to the recipe.Soon as the temperature rises, the aroma of milk tea diffuses.

"It smells so good, I really want to have a sip." Tang Jiyuan was holding the spoon, while Qiao Zhu was watching from the side, and moved his head curiously.

Tang Jiyuan handed him a small spoon and said, "Then try it."

Qiao Zhu's heart was itchy, and when the behavior was approved, she cheered and scooped up a small spoonful. After cooling down a little, she couldn't wait to taste it.

Tang Jiyuan looked at the heat and then looked up at the clock specially placed on the cooking table. He was studying how long it would take to cook, but he didn't look up and asked Qiao Zhu: "How does it taste?"

"It's delicious! It smells so good! It tastes better than the milk tea in the convenience store!"

Qiao Zhu raised his voice a few times, and the little spoon probed into the pot again, taking another spoonful from the steaming milk tea.

Tang Jiyuan smiled and said, "I'll drink it up before it's cooked—"

His words stopped suddenly, because the little spoon was pressed against his lips, still hot.

"Try it too!" Qiao Zhu's voice was full of bright smiles.

Tang Jiyuan was stunned for a moment, but he still opened his mouth and took a sip.

"Well, the tea is a little less, and the sugar needs to be a little more." Tang Jiyuan commented pertinently.

Qiao Zhu immediately put down the spoon.

"I'll get it!"

He trotted in a hurry to bring the materials Tang Jiyuan needed, Tang Jiyuan suppressed the shock of being shocked by Qiao Zhu's actions just now, and only the corners of his mouth were raised slightly.

Qiao Zhu was busy helping Tang Jiyuan. After bringing the ingredients, Tang Jiyuan asked him to help him mix the flour and water that came over at noon. Qiao Zhu was so busy spinning around like a small spinning top, holding the big mixing bowl He also had to go to Tang Jiyuan's side to watch, the first time he did this kind of thing, his eyes lit up with excitement, as if he had forgotten that the two were still live broadcasting.

——Fortunately, Qiao Zhu didn't see the scene in the barrage where the audience was so shocked that they couldn't speak a complete sentence.

To sum it up with the words of an audience member earlier, the fans know that the two of them have a good relationship, but they don't know how good it is.

The two of them get along so naturally and harmoniously that they seem to be so compatible, joking and talking or feeding each other are so natural as if it happened to them as a matter of course. Even compared to usual in front of the camera, Qiao Zhu is more visible to the naked eye. Relaxed a lot.

Tang Jiyuan noticed it, but didn't say anything to remind him.

He looked at the time and found that the milk tea was almost boiled. After removing the foam and tea leaves, he poured the milk tea into the flour that Qiao Zhu had stirred, and beat two eggs.

"Do you want to continue stirring?" Qiao Zhu's eyes sparkled, obviously addicted.

Tang Jiyuan laughed, and said, "I'll do the stirring later, you first turn on the oven, and there are cake cups ready over there, let's set them up first."

Qiao Zhude Ling seemed to have discovered some new toy, looked around and found what Tang Jiyuan said, and immediately ran to tinker with it.

Tang Jiyuan was stirring the flour. The mechanical work only required a little effort, but it was not difficult - thanks to the suggestion of the baking room staff in the cafeteria, he chose such a basic recipe to make.

He took the time to look up at the tablet on the table. The audience in the barrage seemed to ignore them because they were too busy, and they had already had a food exchange in the barrage.

Tang Jiyuan: "..."

He smiled, just saved the energy of communicating with fans, and lowered his head to stir the flour again.

The audience, who were arguing endlessly over 800-year-old issues such as sweet beans, tofu nao, salty tofu, and tofu nao, suddenly asked, "...Did Brother Tang look at the camera and smile just now?"

"Fuck, I didn't take a screenshot!"

"Am I blind???"

"Brother! Don't look at your bowl, look at me again!"

"It's over, did my husband see that I was fighting over sweet bean `fu nao just now? Husband, listen to me, whether sweet bean `fu nao or salty bean `fu nao is not as important as you!"

"Go upstairs, don't snatch my husband!"

……

Very good, since none of the hosts of this live broadcast is watching the barrage and the camera, the audience let themselves go, and they don't have to worry about embarrassment if they can say anything in the barrage area.

The public opinion monitoring staff of the live broadcast: ... at least not trying to fight T_T Thank God!

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Qiao Zhu arranged the small cake cups one by one, and Tang Jiyuan also stirred the raw materials...there was no big difference from the ones introduced in the recipe.

Seeing him approaching, Qiao Zhu jumped closer, and without hesitation put his head close to him, and asked, "Brother, is this... really edible?"

Holding something, Tang Jiyuan resisted the desire to knock on Qiao Zhu's forehead, and said with a smile, "Flour is raw—what do you think?"

Qiao Zhu stuck out her tongue and said with a smile, "What do you do next?"

After the flour was mixed with milk tea and other ingredients according to the proportion, it had changed from a paste to a viscous state. Tang Jiyuan took another spoon, scooped up according to the amount, and poured them into the cake cups one by one.

It was an obvious operation. Seeing how many servings he poured, Qiao Zhu's eyes widened and he couldn't look away.

Tang Jiyuan didn't know what he was thinking, so he simply handed the things to Qiao Zhu and said, "Come and try."

Qiao Zhu was a little nervous: "I'm afraid I'll be ruined..."

"Just don't go over the edge of the cup, and there are so many paper cups, it's okay to break one or two cups."

Qiao Zhu thought so too, he was already eager to try, and he was not shy, excitedly taking over Tang Jiyuan's class.

It seems that he really found a new fun for him.

Tang Jiyuan raised the corners of his mouth unknowingly, seeing Qiao Zhu's concentration, he didn't realize that the corners of his mouth were not restrained for a moment.

He took off the disposable gloves, washed off some flour on his hands before, and wiped his hands clean. Watching Qiao Zhu's movements, he suddenly said, "Don't move."

Qiao Zhu just finished pouring out a paper cup, and looked up at Tang Jiyuan in a daze, showing a cute and confused expression.

"what?"

Tang Jiyuan was walking in front of Qiao Zhu, lowered his head slightly and looked at him, suddenly reached out to lift Qiao Zhu's long bangs, and then took something to pin his hair with the other hand, and clipped it.

"All right."

Tang Jiyuan withdrew his hand, as if he just did a very normal thing just now, but he didn't know that there was already a lot of screaming in the live broadcast room.

Qiao Zhu was also in a daze as if he hadn't recovered. After a while, he raised his hand to stroke his hair, but asked, "Brother, where did you get the hairpin?"