Cui Hao's male pride was deeply hurt, and if this had been any other day, he would have jumped up and down and scolded the young master, saying, "You should feel honored!"
But he mumbled and pursed his lips, stealthily shifting a little closer to Lai Yuqi before she could sense it and move away. He pointed at the chicken wings under Yuqi's care, "Hey, you shouldn't roast them like that!"
Then he naturally leaned in, took hold of Lai Yuqi's hand, and moved the chicken wings to an area with less intense heat, "Look, the fire here is better suited. Otherwise, the inside of the chicken wings won't be cooked, and the outside will already be burnt!"
Lai Yuqi was at a loss for words for the moment. She tried to pull away with a bit more force, but couldn't break free from Cui Hao's grasp, and suddenly, a surge of anger welled up inside her.
This man, using these sticky, clumsy flirting tricks on her?
