"No way! I'm already much better than before! Then, why don't you teach me again?"
"Alright, I'll consider it."
While cooking, Chi Yi would take charge of the cooking while Chi zuxu would be in charge of teaching her from the side.
Later on, when he saw that Chi Yi's skills were too clumsy, he could not bear to watch any longer. He simply stood behind her, held her hand, and taught her how to cook step by step.
His other hand wrapped around her small waist and his chin rested on her forehead. As he taught her, he said, " "Actually, I don't think you need to force yourself on things that you don't have talent for. Not all girls in this world have to cook, right?"
"But I want to make it for you!"
"Why?"
Chi zuxu tilted his head to look at her.
"I'm going to be your wife, but I don't know how to cook. I'll feel very defeated, Yingluo."
"My wife, I allow her to not know how to cook!"
