The school beauty's four boyfriends 14
As Mo Sinian rolled up his sleeves and began rummaging through the refrigerator for ingredients, Qi An'an had a strange premonition that today would be even more lively.
Sure enough, when someone knocked on the door again, she calmly went to open it.
Ji Yu was dressed in all black. His sharp facial features appeared even more hard and cold under the pale light. He had broad shoulders and a tall stature, almost blocking her doorway, exuding a strong sense of oppression.
After some time apart, Ji Yu seemed to have become more composed, and the occasional sharp glint in his eyes seemed out of place for someone his age.
Something flashed through Qi An'an's mind, but she couldn't quite grasp it. She stepped aside to let him in, and even peeked out to look in the direction of the stairs.
"Who should we look for?"
Ji Yu's voice was low and husky, with a hint of a smile. He reached out his long arm to her, grabbed her by the back of her collar, dragged her back, and slammed the door shut.
Qi An'an turned to look at him, straightening her collar as she muttered, "Why are you here too?"
He glanced sideways at the kitchen. "If they can come, why can't I?"
"Yes, yes, yes," Qi An'an pointed to the refrigerator and asked, "So what dish do you want to make?"
Ji Yu said awkwardly, "...Can we not do it?"
Qi An'an was just joking with him and was about to nod when Wei Lin, who was passing by with a fruit knife, said with a smile, "Oh, so you can't cook?"
Ji Yu glared at him with his dark eyes, then smirked, "Who can't? I can cook soup."
Wei Lin: "Oh."
Without saying a word, Ji Yu took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and headed towards the kitchen.
Qi An'an: "..."
She seemed to have become the superfluous one.
The kitchen was small, and the three boys had already squeezed in. Qi An'an could only sit on the sofa, eating sunflower seeds and watching TV.
Loud clanging noises came from inside every now and then. Every time she got up to check, a head would pop up at the kitchen door and tell her, "It's nothing, a small problem. You can watch TV."
Qi An'an: "..."
She didn't buy too many groceries; Mossian seemed more experienced and ordered some beef and fresh shrimp and crab online.
The three boys frowned in unison as they watched the shrimp jumping around in the pond.
One person was responsible for removing the shrimp vein, another for cutting off the shrimp's rostrum, and the third for cleaning everything. The division of labor was clear, but the process was extremely brutal.
All three of them inevitably sustained some injuries to their hands.
Wei Lin was studying the recipe when he suddenly saw a message pop up. He raised an eyebrow and said, "Yan Xingcun sent a message in the group."
The two people next to him were looking at the screen.
In the group chat of four, Yan Xingcun sent two words: Where are you?
The Yan family is a large family, and Yan Xingcun should be at their family reunion dinner right now. I don't know why he still has time to send a message to "check up" on them.
The three boys exchanged glances, none of them speaking, but a tacit understanding flowed in the air.
Wei Lin wiped his hands and immediately sent a location, which was clearly the location of a certain hotel.
Ji Yu and Mo Sinian remained silent, and quietly sent the message to a random location.
Unexpectedly, Yan Xingcun then added: "Sharing location."
The three of them: "..."
They had agreed that, in order to prevent anyone from sending fake locations, they could share their locations if necessary.
Yan Xingcun clearly suspected that the three of them had fabricated the story.
"Then now..."
Just as Wei Lin was about to discuss something with the two, he saw a photo sent by Yan Xingcun.
The photo shows a middle-aged man and a luxury car.
"My driver."
Ji Yu recognized it at a glance—it was his family's car!
The driver is leaning against the car smoking!
The two looked at him with questioning eyes.
Ji Yu continued to explain, "He brought me here, and he's parked nearby now."
"..."
"..."
Therefore, Yan Xingcun was also nearby and happened to see Ji Yu's driver...
Ji Yufa's supposed identity was at home, but now, his lies have been exposed.
"Yan Xingcun has arrived."
Mo Sinian remained calm and switched his phone back to the recipe interface.
Qi An'an stood at the door, tilted her head to look out, and saw Yan Xingcun's figure without any surprise.
Yan Xingcun usually tries to keep a low profile. His school uniform is old, he doesn't take care of himself, and his long bangs sometimes cover his sharp and deep eyes.
He had dressed up specially today; every strand of his hair seemed to have been styled, slightly revealing his smooth forehead.
The black overcoat was impeccably tailored, accentuating his tall and imposing figure, giving him an air of aloofness and nobility.
His deep eyes, tinged with the chill of winter, only showed a hint of warmth when they reflected the girl's figure.
A fresh and delicate perfume scent wafted to Qi An'an's nose, and she twitched her nose. "Yan Xingcun, did you put on perfume?"
She looked at him and thought of the BJD dolls that Yu Qingying raised, but the boy in front of her was more charming than the dolls.
"Um."
Her words made Yan Xingcun feel somewhat uncomfortable.
He came from a boring family dinner.
He had never shown this side of himself to her before.
Her gaze was now burning with intense intensity.
Qi An'an realized what was happening and stepped aside to let the boy in, saying, "Come in first, it's cold outside."
Yan Xingcun closed the door, and the first thing he saw was three jackets that clearly belonged to men, all hanging neatly on a hook to the side.
Qi An'an opened the shoe cabinet and took out a pair of disposable slippers.
"You're quite skilled at that," Yan Xingcun said cryptically, his expression slightly cold.
Qi An'an smiled and said, "It's alright."
"..." Yan Xingcun silently changed his shoes and hung his coat on the last hook.
Beneath his black suit, his broad shoulders and narrow waist were clearly defined. Feeling stuffy in the room, he loosened his tie, disrupting the air of noble restraint, and then, under her gaze, tossed his hair.
His youthful energy has returned, but his male hormones are also being released unrestrainedly.
Qi An'an's gaze was drawn to it, and her heart pounded wildly.
She glanced at the kitchen doorway and said, "It's like you guys made a pact to always show up together."
"Yes, what a coincidence."
Those three even lied together; they're really wicked.
Yan Xingcun also looked towards the kitchen, but showed no intention of going in.
Qi An'an didn't let him off the hook, pushing his arm and leading him over there, "You each make a dish, I'll be the referee."
Yan Xingcun sneered, "You certainly know how to make arrangements."
But he did not refuse.
He walked into the kitchen, but none of the three paid him any attention; they were all busy with their own things, and no one felt awkward.
Qi An'an asked, "Yan Xingcun, what dishes can you cook?"
Yan Xingcun glanced at the ingredients and said frankly, "I don't know how."
Ji Yu muttered loudly, "Isn't this something anyone can do?"
Yan Xingcun said calmly, "Then you're quite impressive."
Mo Sinian cast a glance at Yan Xingcun, looking him up and down, and uttered two words, "Exquisite."
Wei Lin said with a smile, "You must be going to a family banquet, right? Young Master, you really don't lift a finger. Why would you come here?"
Yan Xingcun: "Just like you guys, I'm idle."
Qi An'an stood outside the door, watching their posture that seemed ready to break out at any moment, yet she still smiled.
The group noticed her gaze and all looked over.
Yan Xingcun, who was closest to her, asked, "What are you laughing at?"
Qi An'an frankly said, "I suddenly realized that listening to you guys chat is actually quite fun."
"..."
"So what do you want us to talk about?" Wei Lin smiled at her, the knife in his hand reflecting a cold light, clearly carrying a murderous intent.
Qi An'an's smile froze, and she silently took a step back. "Hehe, I was just kidding. I... I'll go prepare some snacks for you."
After saying that, she turned and ran away.
As expected, Wei Lin was the fiercest.
Wei Lin snorted and flattened Jiang with a single blow, but the corners of his mouth turned up in a smile.
Yan Xingcun also stepped back, wanting to leave the kitchen.
Mo Sinian, however, reacted quickly and suddenly pushed the glass door of the kitchen shut.
At the same time, Ji Yu tugged at Yan Xingcun and threw the garlic in his hand to him.
Wei Lin smiled and glanced at him, "You know how to peel garlic, right?"
Don't think they can't see that Yan Xingcun is trying to slack off on purpose. Do you think they'll let him have his way?
Yan Xingcun: "..."
His suit jacket was very tight, making him feel a little uncomfortable when he moved around.
"May you be safe and sound."
He made a public announcement.
"They're here."
Qi An'an pushed the door open and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"
Yan Xingcun held garlic cloves in both hands, and the three teenagers beside him seemed to be watching him subtly, wondering what he was up to this time.
Yan Xingcun walked up to Qi An'an and slightly opened his arms. "Help me take off this suit."
"good."
Without saying much, Qi An'an quickly helped him take off his coat.
He politely replied, "Thank you."
"No problem."
The girl hung his jacket on her arm, noticed that his shirt sleeves were in the way, and worried that he might get them dirty, so she said, "Let me roll up your sleeves for you."
"Um."
Qi An'an touched his sleeve and felt several gazes on her become sharper.
She moved quickly, swiftly escaping the silent battlefield of the kitchen.
Yan Xingcun turned around again and saw that none of the three people had smiled.
Oh, the smile has moved to his face.
He peeled the garlic slowly and deliberately, letting the pungent smell stain his fingers.
I'm in a good mood.
They should have been fighting their own battles, but they actually teamed up behind his back, so he shouldn't blame him for being impolite.
"Pretentious," Ji Yu cursed.
"If you're so capable, then take your clothes off too."
"..."
The air in the kitchen seemed to have been sucked out, becoming eerily condensed.
Qi An'an looked back once, then again, and continued to report to Yu Qingying: They weren't arguing; they were quietly cooking.
Yu Qingying felt that the New Year's Eve dinner was no longer appealing, and she kept sending messages, wanting to see the scene live.
Judging from her tone, Qi An'an felt as if she wished she could fly over.
Xiao Hei, who had been watching the kitchen closely, asked, "Does An An want them all?"
"Cough cough cough, what are you saying?"
"Ji Yu is not doing well." Xiao Hei's voice sounded somewhat dejected.
Qi An'an put down her phone and looked at the little black ball seriously, "Why do you dislike him so much?"
Little Black couldn't explain it either; it wasn't that it disliked it, but rather that it was extremely repulsed by it.
But it couldn't let its inexplicable thoughts affect An'an.
So it said, "No."
It is a system, and it should not have any subjective thoughts in the first place.
Qi An'an felt that Xiao Hei was a little strange. She held it in her palm and felt its soft texture: "Don't worry, I'm here."
Xiao Hei: Eek~
In the kitchen, Yan Xingcun's heart suddenly tightened, and he subconsciously glanced in the direction of the living room.
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