The first time he came to Ye Fei’s house, he was pulled away shortly after entering the kitchen to watch SpongeBob by Ye Xiaomo.

The second time at the old Zhao Family residence, there was even less chance to see.

Now, through the camera screen on the back, he could only see Ye Fei’s hands.

But just those hands alone, while cooking, were extremely pleasant to watch.

And those watching her videos would never have guessed that the owner of those hands is actually even more beautiful.

Thinking about how many fans Fei Xiaomo had, yet none of them knew how pretty she was.

Meanwhile, he was here filming for Ye Fei, and suddenly a sense of superiority arose inside him.

Unconsciously, Zhao Gushen’s gaze moved from the camera screen to Ye Fei herself.

Without the screen in between, his gaze landed directly on her hands.

Then slowly moved from her hands to her face.

Zhao Gushen’s gaze seemed fixed there, no longer moving.

"Zoom in a bit for a close-up on the bun skin, I’m about to start wrapping," Ye Fei said without lifting her head.

After speaking, she waited for quite some time but did not get a response from Zhao Gushen.

Ye Fei curiously lifted her head and met Zhao Gushen’s gaze fixed on her face.

Zhao Gushen’s gaze was intensely burning into her.

Ye Fei suddenly felt frozen, her face reddening, her limbs becoming uncoordinated.

"Zhao Gushen!" Ye Fei was flustered by his gaze; could this video still be filmed properly?

Zhao Gushen finally withdrew his gaze.

He had just fallen into a daze looking at Ye Fei.

"Be more attentive," Ye Fei advised.

"Okay." Zhao Gushen chuckled softly.

Ye Fei truly wanted to say if he could stop laughing all the time.

His laughter was so pleasant it was almost unfair.

Zhao Gushen zoomed in the camera: "There we go."

Only then did Ye Fei start wrapping the buns.

The dough for the dumpling buns was small, and her delicate fingertips skillfully folded beautiful pleats into the buns.

Zhao Gushen even counted; there were a total of 18 pleats.

Ye Fei’s skin was fair, and her fingertips did not pale in comparison against the snowy white bun dough.

Her milk-white skin pressed next to the white bun dough made a scene so lovely it was hard to look away from.

Zhao Gushen focused his gaze tightly, the presence of his gaze becoming increasingly intense.

Ye Fei felt his gaze slowing her movements, making them stiff.

Ye Fei couldn’t withstand it anymore and looked up: "Can you stop staring at me?"

"If I don’t stare at you, how can I film the video for you?" Zhao Gushen said, looking innocent.

Ye Fei: "..."

It made her seem willful, as if she was blaming the wrong person.

Ye Fei lowered her head in frustration and continued to work.

Zhao Gushen then focused back on the camera screen.

Seeing Ye Fei’s ears turning red, Zhao Gushen couldn’t hold back a soft laugh.

Ye Fei’s ears twitched a bit, her face reddening even more.

She strongly suspected the man was doing it intentionally.

Constantly using his laughter to tempt others.

Once the bun skins and fillings were ready, wrapping them went quickly.

So, Ye Fei swiftly finished wrapping them.

She took some to keep in the freezer for Li Xiaoyun.

The rest were placed in the steamer, ready to steam once other dishes were nearly prepared.

Dinner included not just dumplings, but other preparations as well.

"What do you want to eat for the main dish?" Ye Fei asked Zhao Gushen and Ye Xiaomo.

"Porridge," Ye Xiaomo immediately replied, "Porridge goes best with buns!"

Ye Fei looked at Zhao Gushen.

Zhao Gushen nodded and said, "Porridge sounds good."

Ye Fei thought for a moment and said, "How about fragrant taro porridge?"

This suggestion received unanimous approval from Zhao Gushen and Ye Xiaomo.

Ye Fei then went to cook the porridge, while it simmered slowly, she prepared spicy boiled bullfrog.