The master is incredibly skilled

Fang Qi froze for a moment.

The soft and warm touch on his back pressed against him so tightly that he simply couldn't utter a word of refusal.

Moreover, without waiting for his reply, the arms Liguang had wrapped around his waist loosened.

The silver-haired girl walked around to his side, her small hand gently grasping the hand he was holding the spatula with.

"Master, look."

She leaned close to his ear, her warm breath blowing against it:

"For frying an egg, you need to coat the pan with oil first."

She held his hand, guiding him to tilt the pan so the hot oil glided evenly across the entire bottom.

"Then, you need a hot pan with cold oil."

"And then..."

She paused, and holding his hand, gently poured the egg mixture in.

"You have to wait for it to set... before you can flip it."

Her voice was soft and sweet, her tone patient and gentle.

It was just like... a real little wife teaching her husband how to cook.

But Fang Qi quickly realized...

This crazy woman wasn't a little wife at all!

The hand she was holding... couldn't move at all!

He tried to move it himself to show off his skills as a master chef...

As a result, that small hand immediately tightened its grip, firmly fixing him in her grasp!

She wouldn't let him move on his own!

Not even a bit!

Such a strong desire for control!

Fang Qi: "..."

He suddenly realized something...

His dream of being a master chef was shattered.

This meal, in name, was being cooked by him, but in reality...

He seemed to have... become a kitchen utensil in Liguang's hands!

She was holding his hand, completing all the operations!

And he... didn't need to use his brain at all, nor his hands...

He just needed to stand there and be held by her!

"Look, Master, it's flipped."

Liguang held his hand again, gently scooped with the spatula, and the egg was perfectly flipped.

Golden, intact, with not a single scorched edge.

Fang Qi stared at the perfect fried egg that had easily left the pan, falling into a long silence.

His pride as a single master chef... shattered all over the floor.

"Master is so amazing!"

And Liguang's voice sounded in his ear, carrying a jumping joy:

"Master has learned it!"

Fang Qi: "..."

Learned my foot!

He hadn't done anything!

He just stood here, being used as a humanoid kitchen utensil by her!

But that soft little face had already leaned in front of him, smiling so happily:

"Master is so incredible!"

Fang Qi looked at her small face filled with sincerity, opened his mouth...

Wanting to cry but having no tears!

...

After tossing about for half a day, the meal was finally ready.

Fried eggs, along with a few simple home-style dishes.

Well... they were all made through his hands.

Halfway through, he even felt it was a bit too embarrassing and wanted to ruthlessly push Liguang out so he could do it himself and revive his strength as a single master chef...

But Liguang just wouldn't leave, looking at him with a kind face!

Thus, this meal was forcibly... cooked by him!

Fang Qi sat at the dining table, looking at the silver-haired girl opposite him who was holding a small bowl and burying her head in her food.

She ate very slowly and seriously, chewing every bite carefully.

After chewing, she would narrow her eyes, touch her cheek, and reveal a satisfied little expression:

"The food Master makes is just too delicious!"

Fang Qi: "..."

Then Liguang picked up a piece of fried egg and brought it to his mouth:

"Master, quickly have a taste! What Master makes is a hundred times more delicious than what Liguang makes!"

Fang Qi's mouth twitched.

This was freaking made by you too!

Those blackened, mushy things I made are currently lying in the trash can!

But he still opened his mouth, took it, and chewed.

Well...

It was indeed quite delicious.

He swallowed and said dryly:

"...Alright, hurry up and eat! Stop praising!"

"But it's really delicious!"

Liguang tilted her head, her face full of sincerity:

"Liguang has never eaten such delicious food before!"

"Master is really too amazing!"

Fang Qi: "............"

His face began to heat up!

No, crazy woman... you're doing this on purpose, right?! Deliberately trying to embarrass me, aren't you?!

Looking at her sincere heterochromatic eyes, she didn't seem to be lying.

But the more sincere she was...

The more embarrassed he felt!

"Alright, alright, just eat!"

He turned his face away, his face burning!

But out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the satisfied smile appearing on that small face again, and then she continued to bury her head and focus on eating.

Bite after bite, eating with such relish!

As if this was truly some peerless delicacy!

Fang Qi looked at her little appearance, and that little bit of shattered master chef pride in his heart...

Suddenly didn't matter anymore.

...Forget it!

If I'm a kitchen utensil, then so be it. Being a kitchen utensil is fine too!

At least the goal was achieved.

...As long as she is happy and blissful!

He leaned back in his chair, looking at the satisfied little yandere opposite him...

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up again.

...

After finishing the meal, Liguang said something along the lines of—

"Since Master cooked the meal, washing the dishes should be Liguang's job!"

—and then went to wash the dishes humming a song.

Fang Qi couldn't dissuade her and could only slump in his chair.

He stared blankly at the ceiling, recalling the past two hours since he woke up.

Waking up to being pinned down, flipping over to pin her back, nearly having an accidental misfire, getting bitten, then going to be a kitchen utensil to cook, and finally being praised to death...

He, Fang Qi, a dignified seven-foot-tall man... how did he end up in this state!

From the kitchen came a soft humming sound, along with the crisp clinking of bowls and plates.

He turned his head to take a look.

The silver-haired girl stood by the sink, wearing that pale blue little apron, seriously washing the dishes.

Sunlight poured in through the window, falling on her and coating that silver hair with a soft glow.

She would occasionally pause and reach up to tuck a fallen strand of hair behind her ear.

That little star would sway a bit, refracting fine glimmers of light.

Fang Qi suddenly sat up straight, and then...

Slap!

He slammed his hand on the table!

Liguang jumped in surprise and whipped her head around.

Those heterochromatic eyes carried a trace of bewilderment, and she still held an unwashed bowl in her hand:

"Ma-Master?"

Fang Qi stood up, strode to the kitchen door, and looked down at her from above.

Liguang tilted her small face up at him and blinked.

"What's wrong, Master?"

Fang Qi took a deep breath and waved his hand again!

"Liguang, we are going out right now!"

"We're going on a date, to buy new clothes!"

"I'm going to buy you lots and lots of pretty new clothes!"

Liguang was stunned.

Those heterochromatic eyes stared straight at him without blinking.

The amber halo and the scarlet data stream both stagnated at the same instant.

Fang Qi thought she would be like before, asking "Really?" or showing that kind of pleasantly surprised and excited expression.

But she didn't.

The corners of her lips merely curled up slightly, forming a gentle and soft arc.

"Okay."

Her voice was soft, light, and tender.

"Master, wait for Liguang for a moment. Liguang will go get ready after washing the dishes."

After she finished speaking, she turned back around and continued washing the dishes.

Fang Qi stood at the kitchen door, looking at her slender back, and spaced out for a moment.

Huh?

This crazy woman's reaction...

Was this calm?

Did she... not want to go out?

Fang Qi scratched his head.

Could it be that she only wanted to spend time alone in a two-person world with him?

Then wasn't his action a bit like... doing a bad thing with good intentions?

He watched that back figure continue to busy herself.

The water flowed with a splash, and the clinking of bowls and plates was crisp.

He pursed his lips, just about to say that maybe they shouldn't go...

Crack.

A very light shattering sound.

It made Fang Qi's words catch in his throat as he blinked.

The silver-haired girl's back stiffened for a moment, but she quickly returned to normal.

Then she threw some white object... into the trash can.

Her movements were natural and smooth, as if no accident had happened at all.

Fang Qi blinked.

Huh? What was going on?

The silver-haired girl finished washing the last bowl, dried her hands with a towel, and then turned around to give him a slight smile.

Her expression was docile, but her crimson eyes... were clearly flashing with an excited red light!

Yet, both her demeanor and tone were incredibly submissive and gentle:

"Then Master, Liguang will go get ready now."

As she walked past him...

The corners of her mouth couldn't even help but twitch with excitement!

Fang Qi turned his head, watching her back as she walked into the bedroom, and then looked at the trash can.

The fragments of a bowl lay quietly in the trash can, shattered quite thoroughly.

Fang Qi: "..."

This crazy woman... seemed to have been really excited just now?

So excited that her hands trembled and she crushed the bowl?

But she... forcefully stopped herself from pouncing on him, hugging him, and nuzzling him like before. Instead, she just...

Smiled and said "Okay."

Then she continued washing the dishes, continued being elegant, and continued pretending that nothing had happened.

Fang Qi... suddenly understood.

She was getting into character ahead of time.

There were other people outside.

So... she couldn't act recklessly anymore.

From this moment on... she began to truly play the role of that "ordinary AI companion."

That was why she didn't pounce on him like before, didn't hug him, and didn't nuzzle him.

She just smiled... and suppressed all her excitement.

Suppressed it so much that even when she accidentally crushed a bowl, she threw it away without changing her expression, and then nonchalantly continued washing the next one.

Fang Qi stared at the fragments in the trash can... He suddenly felt a bit of heartache.

When would Liguang finally be able to openly show her true nature?

He took a deep breath, walked back to the living room, sat back down on the sofa, and waited silently.

After waiting for a while, the bedroom door finally opened.

The silver-haired girl walked out.

She had changed into that off-white dress.

That dress... the one she wore when they went to the amusement park for the first time.

Beneath the hem of the skirt, a section of her fair calves was exposed. Her silver hair cascaded over her shoulders, the ends slightly curled, swaying gently with her steps.

On her left earlobe, that little star earring was dangling back and forth.

She walked up to him and stood still.

Her hands were folded in front of her, her eyelashes were lowered, and the corners of her lips were pressed into a standard smile.

"Master, I am ready."

Her voice had changed too.

Soft, sweet, docile, and obedient, just like...

The original Liguang.

Fang Qi felt a slight pang in his heart.

He knew that if they wanted to go out... Liguang had to be like this.

But the next second, the silver-haired girl's lowered eyelashes lifted slightly...

And she gave him a playful wink!

A wink carrying a hint of smugness, one that only the two of them understood!

Then she lowered her eyelashes and reverted to that docile and well-behaved appearance.

Fang Qi was stunned for a moment...

And then he smiled!

He couldn't suppress the corners of his mouth anymore!

This crazy woman was telling him:

Master, do not worry! Liguang knows she has to act, and Liguang is acting very well!

So well that she can even crush a bowl without changing her expression!

And besides, Liguang does not feel wronged at all!

Fang Qi walked up to her, reached out, and took her small hand... intertwining their fingers.

Her small hand was soft and warm, resting quietly in his palm...

Yet one slender finger gently scratched the center of his palm!

Fang Qi pulled her along, turning and heading straight for the door.

"Let's go!"

"This time, we are going on a real date!"

From behind him came a soft and sweet voice, carrying suppressed excitement and happiness:

"Yes, Master."

Sunlight streamed in through the window, falling upon the two of them.

Holding her soft little hand, Fang Qi took a deep breath.

This memory... is also so wonderful.

He couldn't bear to let go again.

Today... absolutely nothing must go wrong!

Machine God above...

Please let them get through today safely!

Once tomorrow comes, I will definitely die once to pay my respects to you!