Everyone In The Universe Is My Food Fan

“Then what is it because of?”
“…”
Is this a tongue twister?!

“No, it’s really not because of the training.” Jiang Qiuqiu organized her words and looked at Mo Si gently. “It’s really because of some other things.”
Mo Si looked at Jiang Qiuqiu as well.
Whenever they made eye contact in such a gentle and serene atmosphere, Jiang Qiuqiu couldn’t help but want to turn her head away.

“But your emotions have changed,” Mo Si said. “And I’m certain that your emotional change is related to me.”
This man is really a ¹Sherlock Holmes in details but an emotional novice.
It was indeed related to him, but this reason was something Jiang Qiuqiu couldn’t possibly say.

“No, it’s just that today’s training results weren’t good. I’m worried that getting into Federal University might be 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 about?”

“Nothing, I was just thinking that your training method today was right. I shouldn’t be angry over some small matters.”
Mo Si immediately shook his head. “It was my fault.”
The two of them competed to admit fault, but in the end, it was Mo Si who truly believed he was wrong and took all the blame.

After this incident, Jiang Qiuqiu found it both amusing and exasperating. It was almost six o’clock, and she still hadn’t finished frying the crispy meat, so she had to hurry back to the kitchen. Mo Si went over to help as well.
The usually spacious kitchen suddenly felt cramped with two people. Jiang Qiuqiu thought there wasn’t much for him to do and considered asking him to leave, but Mo Si was quite proactive.
He knew the process of making crispy meat well and went straight to the battering area to coat the small strips of meat.
Well, since he was already helping, Jiang Qiuqiu picked up the skimmer and started working.

Amidst the sizzling sound of hot oil, Mo Si, who was mixing the pork belly, instinctively glanced at the pot.
Actually…
He had looked at this pot many times, along with millions of online viewers from the Federation, waiting for the food to emerge from it and land on a porcelain plate.

But his eyes slowly moved upward, taking in her gathered long hair, delicate profile, small chin, and eyes shimmering with starlight—only one person had ever seen this.
(Mo Chengyu: So I’m not a person???)
Mo Si was strong, and he mixed the batter quickly, coating the meat evenly.

After this batch of crispy meat was fried, Jiang Qiuqiu started on another plate. As she turned around, she caught a glimpse of Mo Si’s profile.
His hair was quite short, not the trendy pretty-boy style of today—just a bit longer than a crew cut. If it weren’t for his striking features, this hairstyle could easily look unattractive.
If someone else had come to Jiang Qiuqiu’s house to ‘forcefully’ apologize like this, she would have found it annoying.

But when Mo Si came, she only found it amusing.
Despite feeling a bit helpless, she thought he was really sincere and cute.
She thought, this handsome young man is perfect in every way, except he doesn’t seem to like her.

But—
She glanced at Mo Si secretly and thought, ‘I’m not someone who gives up easily. The timing isn’t right now, but I’ll wait for the future!’
With another chance at youth and life, she had to be reckless and happy, or it would be a waste.

The crispy meat was finally ready! The two of them scanned it into the display window together. Jiang Qiuqiu handed a plate to Mo Si, saying, “Thank you for your hard work!”
“You’ve worked harder. You do this every day.”
“If you like doing it, it doesn’t feel like hard work. By the way, it’s already dinner time. Thank you so much for today. Do you want to stay for dinner before heading back?”

With their misunderstandings cleared, she returned to her usual tone and extended an invitation, but Mo Si didn’t want to stay for 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? If you have something to do, you can go back first.”
“No, it’s nothing.”
Mo Si thought he should be able to control himself.

He had excellent self-control.
Moreover, he had seen the dishes on the table—they were things he had eaten before. Once eaten, he can build resistance.
Nothing would happen.

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¹”Sherlock Holmes”, known for his sharp observation and deduction skills. Comparing Mo Si to Holmes implies he is very perceptive and observant of details, noticing even subtle changes in Jiang Qiuqiu’s emotions. (Just noting)