"I don't think I did that right.."

You could hear Pei Ming murmur beside you as he stared at the food you were making and whatever monstrosity he was making.

Trying to teach him how to cook was going just as well as you thought it would.

At least he was trying. He somehow messed up everything up though, even something simple like a bun or boiling milk to the right temperature.

He rubbed the back of his neck in disbelief as he looked at your food to his (very poor attempt of) food.