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Chapter 49

He Xi couldn\'t help but pause the video and swallowed, having just eaten. But she accidentally saw this video about desserts and they looked so delicious...

It was just a white fungus yam cake. Why did it look so fragrant in the video??

There was also the gentle female voice in the background, slender fingers, graceful figure...

He Xi leaned back on the sofa thinking to herself that she really wanted to see what this blogger actually looked like...

Meanwhile, Xiao Jun was upset after watching the final video.

Du Rourou awkwardly went to find Ding Sha, "Boss lady...did I..."

"Don\'t mind him," Ding Sha said. "Just focus on your work. I\'ll have time to coax him later."

Du Rourou maintained a calm expression on the surface but was clucking on the inside as she walked away.

She just couldn\'t get used to it.

Every time she saw the usually cold boss and boss lady being affectionate and coaxing each other, she felt she was intruding...

Sigh...

Du Rourou sighed, touching her round face. "Sister-in-law! What are we eating tonight?"

Wang Wenhao looked puzzled at Du Rourou\'s back, wondering what girls think about all day...??

He really didn\'t understand...

Ding Sha finished preparing everything needed to shoot tomorrow’s video before going to find Xiao Jun on the swing set.

Xiao Jun\'s face was expressionless, seemingly lost in thought.

Ding Sha knew he was still sulking.

She went over and stroked his freshly shaved buzzcut, "Still upset?"

Xiao Jun didn\'t say anything, just nuzzled his big head into her embrace.

Feeling her lover\'s silent plea, Ding Sha\'s mouth curved slightly. "How long do you plan to sulk for?"

Xiao Jun mumbled, "A little longer."

Ding Sha laughed softly.

She quietly held him for five minutes before asking again, "Feel better now?"

"No--" Xiao Jun dragged out the word, putting his arm around her waist to hug her tighter, "A little longer--"

Ding Sha stroked the back of his short hair, waiting another three minutes, "Still not good?"

"No--" Xiao Jun hugged her even tighter, "A little while longer--"

Ding Sha pushed him lightly, "Hey, didn\'t you say you\'d stop?"

Xiao Jun didn\'t let go or say anything.

Ding Sha could only pat his back, "What\'s wrong? Why are you jealous again? I didn\'t take anyone else\'s business card or anything?"

"So many people called you wife..." Xiao Jun\'s slightly aggrieved voice came out, "You\'re clearly my wife..."

Only in front of Ding Sha would Xiao Jun become a little boy who loved to act coquettish, sulk, and demand to be pampered. Ding Sha was happy to indulge him too.

But hearing Xiao Jun\'s words made her want to laugh. She deliberately said, "It\'s not legal yet, we haven\'t gotten our marriage certificate yet..."

As expected, Xiao Jun lifted his head to glare fiercely at her, "Just you wait--"

He gritted his teeth -- "My birthday is coming up soon! I\'ll be of age!!"

Only then did Ding Sha suddenly remember that Xiao Jun\'s birthday was approaching. She had been so busy these past few days that she had forgotten all about it.

No wonder he was so upset that she couldn\'t placate him after coaxing him for so long.

Ding Sha quickly apologized, "My mistake, my mistake...What do you want to eat? I\'ll make it for you?"

Only now did Xiao Jun\'s eyebrows unfurrow and his pout lessen as the over 1.8 meters tall man looked aggrievedly at Ding Sha, "I want cold noodles with sesame paste!"

"Alright, I\'ll make them. We can have them today, okay?"

"Not enough!"

"What else do you want?"

Xiao Jun looked at her for a moment before whispering something in her ear. Ding Sha\'s face turned nearly crimson.

Xiao Jun said to have Aunt Zhao put Little Ping An to bed tonight.

Ding Sha vaguely mumbled in agreement.

Xiao Jun became happy again. He sat on the swing set with Ding Sha on his lap. Ding Sha shrieked in fright, "What if it collapses?"

In the kitchen, Wang Wenhao sighed feelingly as he prepped ingredients and exchanged a look with Du Rourou, "So passionate..."

After a beat, Du Rourou spat at him, "You dog!"

Then she left.

Wang Wenhao stroked his head, "...They\'re fighting so intensely, what if someone gets hurt again?"

"Why aren\'t you going to break them up..."

Ding Sha sent Xiao Jun off to buy noodles before searching the kitchen for sesame paste.

She poured two whole jars of sesame paste into a large basin and thinned it with water and sesame oil, stirring until it was smooth and non-stick. Then she added chicken essence, light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, and vinegar, mixing well.

Beside her, Wang Wenhao swiftly chopped cucumber shreds without using any tools since Xiao Jun wouldn\'t allow it, making him practice his knife skills.

The noodles were bought back just as the water started boiling. Ding Sha added a large handful of noodles to the pot to cook them thoroughly before fishing them out into a bowl filled with ice water to cool rapidly. This made the noodles pleasantly chewy when eaten.

Once cooled, she fished out the noodles, tossed them with some sesame oil and set them in the large basin.

She set aside chopped cilantro and minced garlic, as well as blanched mung bean sprouts.

Finally, the table was set with noodles, cucumber shreds, bean sprouts, cilantro, minced garlic, hot chili oil, sesame paste, and individual bowls for everyone to take as much or as little of whatever they wanted.

Xiao Jun loved eating noodles and was the first to grab a large bowl. He even pinched two cloves of raw garlic to eat alongside each mouthful of noodles. The pungent fragrance was mouthwatering.

On such a hot day, eating mouthfuls of the rich, numbing spice of the cold sesame noodles felt like salvation.

Du Rourou ate with a blissful expression on her full face.

In the end, they finished all the noodles, everyone sitting around lethargically with stuffed bellies unwilling to move.

Outside, crickets energetically sang to herald the arrival of summer while sweat-drenched pedestrians walked inside, "Waiter? Get me something cooling to eat."

"What crazy weather!"

The pedestrian grumbled with irritation, face dripping with sweat, "Did I come out to go shopping or to take a bath?"

Du Rourou couldn\'t help but chuckle, "It really is hotter today than the past few days. Going out jogging today must have been torturous, right?"

"You bet!" The pedestrian waved his hand, "No more jogging, no more! I\'m just going to eat, go home, and lie down. It\'s scorching!"

"Oh? What are you guys doing that smells so good?" He twitched his nose, smelling the lingering fragrance in the air.

"We just finished eating," Du Rourou pointed at the uncleared bowls and chopsticks on the table. "Sesame cold noodles."

"Hey, give me one too! Sesame cold noodles!" He immediately perked up. "Love that stuff. Throw some garlic in too. Delish!"

Ding Sha couldn\'t help but say to Xiao Jun, "Just like you."

Xiao Jun didn\'t say anything since his mouth still held the hot garlic flavor and he was afraid his breath would drive Ding Sha away.

Wang Wenhao stood up, "I\'ll go make it. Let my master and mistress relax."

He headed to the kitchen as he spoke.

When dusk fell and the light hit the wall at just the right angle, Du Rourou picked up her camera, "Sister Ding Sha, what are we filming today?"

"Sweet lamb\'s quarters lychee snowflake cakes."