Influenced by this environment, Yu Xinran suddenly wanted to learn more about Yu Mobai.
Her understanding of Yu Mobai was still limited to the company and university levels.
Now I'm even more interested in learning about his childhood.
"Okay, Ran-jie, come to my room and I'll tell you."
Upon hearing this, Ji Mushu became interested and pulled Yu Xinran into the room.
Yu Mobai, who was in the kitchen, had been watching the two of them the whole time. They whispered to each other and glanced in his direction, and he wondered what they were plotting.
"They're still looking even after people have gone inside."
Dong Yike kicked his shin in dissatisfaction, "If you're not going to help with the work, then get out. The kitchen is quite crowded."
Looking at Dong Yike's reproachful expression, Yu Mobai suddenly felt a pang of emotion.
He turned around and pinched Dong Yike's cheek hard, then took the plate from her hand. "Give it to me."
Boys sometimes encounter these sudden feelings.
The reason, he said, was that a certain scene at a certain moment touched his heart.
Just now, Ji Mushu pulled Yu Xinran into the room while laughing and joking, while Dong Yike was still playfully teasing him in the kitchen.
He had ties to all three girls.
However, this seemingly harmonious scene did not occur because of him that they were under the same roof.
Therefore, Yu Mobai became even more certain of one idea: even if they weren't living under the same roof, he would still force his way in to make a family photo.
In the end, none of them will escape.
The house will be filled with beautiful women by then. Tsk tsk, what a wonderful dream.
With no one in the living room, the three old comrades gathered together again, and Yu Mobai shamelessly went over to slack off as well.
"Mo Bai, what country is your friend from? I just heard her speak such fluent Mandarin."
Ji Zhigang asked with a smile, "I thought she would be like those on TV, speaking gibberish."
"What kind of gibberish is that? That's something only people who are living a comfortable life can speak."
Yu Mobai corrected, "They were speaking authentic Korean."
"Korean, Korean."
Mr. Feng smiled, then asked with a hint of gossip, "Mo Bai, is that girl your girlfriend?"
Yu Mobai neither confirmed nor denied it, but instead asked, "Uncle Feng, how did you figure that out?"
“I saw that girl staring at you when she first came into the room, I don’t know what she was doing.”
Mr. Feng squinted and chuckled, “When your Uncle Feng was young, he was quite the expert. I could see right through a girl’s little schemes.”
Staring at me?
Yu Mobai glanced at the closed door, where he could occasionally hear two people laughing inside.
Yu Xinran, oh Yu Xinran.
He sighed to himself, realizing he hadn't noticed such an important detail.
This behavior is actually easy to understand; it's like when you laugh out loud, your eyes will unconsciously glance at the person you like.
When you're in an unfamiliar environment and don't know what to do, you'll subconsciously look for the person you know best and who gives you the most sense of security.
This is a subconscious manifestation, and many people may not even realize it themselves.
In this room, Yu Xinran could confidently say that she knew Ji Mushu best.
However, after that passionate night with Yu Mobai, the person who made her feel safest became Yu Mobai.
This transformation is probably something Yu Xinran herself is unaware of.
She thought her performance was flawless, but little did she know that Mr. Feng had seen through it all.
"Uncle Feng, what else did you notice?"
Yu Mobai asked with a grin, "Teach me a few moves while you're at it."
“I also saw that girl secretly glancing at you several times while she was talking to the comb.”
Mr. Feng said, "And when you sat down and talked to her just now, she seemed to relax completely."
"Old Feng, I didn't expect you to have such a keen eye?"
Ji Zhigang looked at him with disbelief, "You're making it sound like the truth."
"It is true."
Mr. Feng glared at him and said proudly, "When I was young, I dated so many people that I couldn't count them on two hands."
"Really?"
Ji Zhigang slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "I never imagined you had so many tricks up your sleeve back then!"
"Old Ji, don't listen to his nonsense."
Yu Jinsheng chimed in, "Old Feng has always liked pretty girls since he was a kid. He fell in love with every girl he saw, but in the end, no one paid him any attention."
"fart."
Seeing that he couldn't boast in front of Yu Jinsheng, Feng's father turned to Yu Mobai and said, "Nephew, you're a college student, tell me, is what I did called 'playing tricks'?"
"Uncle Feng, this should be called universal love."
Yu Mobai grinned and said, "No wonder my aunt is so beautiful; it turns out Uncle Feng picked her out after careful consideration."
"My nephew is really good at chatting."
Mr. Feng chuckled, "Look at your dad, he doesn't know how to talk."
He then continued, "Tell me, was what I said just now right? Does that girl like you?"
"Uncle Feng, why don't you teach your son when you have time?"
Yu Mobai smiled and flattered her to change the subject, "If Haozi had learned half of your skills, he wouldn't still be single now."
"That kid couldn't utter a single fart for ages, he's nothing like I was back in the day."
Mr. Feng patted Yu Mobai on the shoulder and said, "I think you're just like me back in the day."
"Go to hell."
Yu Jinsheng glared at him, "Old Feng, can't you watch your mouth? This is my child."
"Ha ha ha ha."
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