How to turn back my best friend who covets me [Rebirth]

The slender index finger tapped the phone case, making a crisp sound, and soon Master Qi said, "It's time", hung up the phone resolutely, and went back into the room.

His relationship with Wen Zhiqing was not reported, and no one in the Qi family paid attention to it for the time being. On the contrary, it was a big event for him to move out of the villa. Master Qi Mu immediately called to inquire after receiving the news.

In the open kitchen in the living room, Wen Zhiqing finished cleaning the dining table in the living room, wearing a little yellow duck apron and gloves, and stacked a pile of dishes for cleaning.

There are things printed with little yellow ducks in this room, not only pillows and aprons, but also many small objects, all of which were selected by Wen Xiaoya before the National Day. They are very different from the gray and white tones of the small apartment, but they are strangely in harmony with the color of the whole house. style all in one.

Looking back at Master Qi who was leaning on the wall pillar, Wen Zhiqing asked with a smile: "After the call, why don't you talk to your elder brother for a while."

"There's nothing to say, it's just a routine." Qi Shaoshi squeezed into the small kitchen and reached out to explore the pool.

Wen Zhiqing blocked his hand, "It's fine if I come, don't get your hands dirty again, soon, you can take a shower first, I changed the shower in the bathroom this afternoon, see if it will work better , Don’t throw your clothes in the washing machine, I’ll wash them by hand later.”

"Oh." Master Qi leaned on Wen Zhiqing's shoulder and waited for a while before leaving.

As soon as he left, Wen Zhiqing began to think about things. It was inconvenient for Master Qi at the Qi family, so he could keep it a secret, but he had to find a time to tell his family, how could he understand?

While thinking, Wen Zhiqing quickly washed the remaining dishes, cleaned the kitchen again, put the trash in a bag and carried it downstairs, and when he came back, Master Qi had already washed it and went into the bedroom.

In the bathroom, Wen Zhiqing took off his clothes, shook off the leaves and soil on the ground, then brushed his hair, and picked off a few grass leaves.

Wen Zhiqing rubbed his forehead with a headache, Qi Shaoshi went crazy, and he also went crazy, and the crowd broke out.

The hot water washed away the sweat stains all over her body, and by the way, the waste in her mind was also washed away. Wen Zhiqing changed into pajamas after taking a shower, and cleaned the bathroom again.

The clothes they had changed were washed, and the uniform that Master Qi would wear tomorrow was ironed and folded. The attached high school was not required to wear school uniforms except Monday, so Wen Zhiqing didn't have to prepare his own.

After getting out of the bathroom, Wen Zhiqing boiled a pot of water and a bottle of milk at the same time. When he entered the bedroom, he was holding two cups in his hand.

Master Qi was lying on the white bed on the left, playing the snake game, and picked up the glass of water to drink. He thought he had to get up to brush his teeth after drinking the milk.

Wen Zhiqing didn't care, she drank the glass of milk by herself, washed the glass, brushed her teeth, and came back to type in front of the computer at the desk.

"Are you still asleep?" Master Qi yawned and dropped his phone to touch it.

Wen Zhiqing was writing that the protagonist in his book encountered a catastrophe and strayed into a valley of beauty. In the valley, both men and women had "beautiful eyes looking forward to the gods, swaying in their movements, and their temperament was like a bamboo like a fairy, just like a fairy concubine." ..."

What Shaoshi Qi paid attention to was that the protagonist, the young knight, had gone through most of the adventures in the book, and finally met the sweetheart in the Valley of Beauty, which made him fall in love with him all his life.

"Oh," Qi Shaoshi sneered with his hands on the back of the chair, and warm breath sprayed on the back of Wen Zhiqing's neck, "It's so interesting, a beauty dancing solo under the moon, accompanied by a young man like you playing the flute."

Wen Zhiqing stopped typing on the keyboard, "I'm about to hand in the manuscript, I'm in a hurry, if I disturb you, I'll go to the living room."

"No, I don't want to sleep either. I'll just do math problems when I'm bored." Master Qi's way of passing the time is so unique. Others may do the problems to hypnotize him, but he is to refresh his mind.

Wen Zhiqing waited for a while, and Master Qi really took out several large information books from his schoolbag, and practiced wildly with the May [-]rd Huanggang Xueba exercises... unexpectedly there are all kinds of subjects.

In Jiying Middle School, a private school of aristocratic nature, the education bureau's policy of reducing burden has been implemented to the end. Special students like Chu Feng, Lu Jiuyang and Mi Zixia have never had homework troubles, and they are very relaxed.

But for students like Shaoshi Qi who are a master of learning or even a master of learning, Jiying has stricter academic requirements for them, and usually has several times more homework than other people, it all depends on whether Master Qi and the others are willing to do it. .

Usually Master Qi only chooses difficult topics that he is also interested in doing, but now he is bored and writes down the questions one by one.

The clock on the wall was ticking, and the hour hand passed twelve o'clock. Master Qi was writing, and when he put the pen down, he suddenly raised his head.

"Huh? Young master, what's the matter?"

"I have a Mathematical Olympiad competition in two days, and next week is a physics experiment competition. They are all in other cities, so I have to go for two days." Master Qi was late from school in the afternoon because he wanted to stay to participate in the school's intensive training.

"You put it this way..." Wen Zhiqing touched his chin as if thinking.

"You also have competitions? National Composition Competition, Poetry Conference, or Chinese Character Dictation Conference?" Qi Shaoshi became more and more biased as he talked, but if Wen Zhiqing really participated in it, he would definitely win the prize.

Wen Zhiqing's family education is really good. Growing up in such a remote mountain village, she has many qualities that people in the city don't have.

As long as he is given a chance, he can leap in the sea and let the birds fly in the sky.

"Unfortunately, neither." Wen Zhiqing shook his head, "I just remembered that the school will have a big exam in the next two days."

"Do you have mid-term exams so fast?" According to the past practice of Jiying and the attached high school, they all take the city's mid-term college entrance exams.

Wen Zhiqing sighed melancholy, "The temporary arrangement is to warm up for the senior high school entrance examination in advance, so as not to lose to you in the joint entrance examination."

Master Qi gave him a sympathetic look. As long as he is a student of Datian.chao, he probably has a shadow on the exam, not to mention that Wen Zhiqing is also busy on weekdays, and he doesn't want to work hard for the exam and disrupt his work and rest time.

"Tomorrow I will leave school after the exam, maybe earlier than you, what do you want for dinner, I will go buy it and make it."

Master Qi stretched his waist and fell on the bed, "Whatever, by the way, which bed do you want to sleep in?"

"Aren't you lying on this bed?" There are two black and white beds against the wall in the bedroom, separated by a narrow aisle. Master Qi has been lying on the white bed on the left from the very beginning. Wen Zhiqing had a choice.

Master Qi always likes to ask questions so knowingly, it seems to be tolerant, but in fact he retreats as an advance and is aggressive.

Wen Zhiqing turned off the computer and walked over, sat on the edge of the black bed, couldn't help but leaned forward again, to poke the slender waist exposed under the corner of Master Qi's pajamas on the opposite bed.

Master Qi turned his head sideways, his black eyes were deep under his black hair, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, "Wen Zhiqing, you haven't had enough, huh?" How dare you tease him.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Wen Zhiqing covered his mouth and coughed a few times, "Shut down the flags and drums, call the gold and withdraw the troops, and go to sleep."

Wen Zhiqing pulled the quilt over her head and slept on her side, and she could still hear the sound of laughter from the next bed.

Wen Zhiqing was stunned. In her dream, there was this kind of playful laughter all night, and those dark starry eyes were scorching hot in the grove.

Loud sounds kept breaking into my ears, it was the noise of desks moving, and... crying.

Wen Zhiqing rubbed his temples, arranged the desks one by one, and comforted Pang Junjie at the front desk, "Don't cry, fat, the buns in your hand are about to fall."

Pang Junjie was so sleepy that his eyelids kept fighting, and he still kept stuffing a bun in his mouth, crying, "Why do you have to get up so early..."

"Why do you have to take the exam..." Huang Jiajia, who was passing by, also howled.

"You learn how to speak from me!"

"This is the common aspiration of the majority of students. I have an exam before I have reviewed it!"

Wen Zhiqing persuaded, "Look a little longer. After this exam, there will be another week next week, and then there will be the sports meeting."

Pang Junjie and Huang Jiajia howled even more, "It's still so long, it's like a year!"

"Why are you crying, do you have the face to cry, you guys!" Nan Jinyun came in through the back door with the test paper in his arms, "For those who are cramming, put away your materials and prepare to distribute the test paper!"

He didn't cry after losing such a big face yesterday, shit!

Wen Zhiqing felt that the exam time had always passed quickly. In the morning, he took Chinese and English, and in the afternoon, after finishing the math exam, he went shopping for groceries. One day passed.

In the evening, he cooked Master Qi a farewell meal, and the next day Master Qi left by car. He finished the rest of the History and Land Administration exam, and another day passed.

After tidying up the classroom in the afternoon, Wen Zhiqing rode Wen Xinrou in his car, and went home with Pang Junjie on the same road.

"An'an, I'm free on weekends. I'll invite you and Master Qi to come to my house for dinner. I will do my best to cook, and Yunmei Jiajia and the others will pay for it. It's an apology for disturbing your new house the day before yesterday."

"You guys are too polite. Didn't we all have a good time playing? Don't look at the young master with a cold face. He just can't let go of his airs. In fact, you are very welcome."

"Then take it as a taste of my cooking skills, but Master Qi probably doesn't like crowds. If Yunmei and the others don't come, it's just the three of us. That, Rourou, I'll treat you and Xiaoya to dinner next time." .”

The warmth in the back seat doesn't matter, "It's okay, I won't join in the fun when you boys have dinner together."

"That's fine. The young master won't come back tomorrow, so I'll tell him when I go to see him on Saturday the day after tomorrow and bring him here in the afternoon."

Pang Junjie was puzzled, "You're going out to find him after you go home on the weekend?" Just send a message.

Wen Zhiqing's eyes faltered for a moment, and the front of the car turned sideways, "I asked him to review together to prepare for the midterm exam next week, um...he is good at science, and I am better at liberal arts, so we can complement each other."

As expected, Pang Junjie, who had little tendencies, was taken over, and he shouted in the wind, "You god-level learners still need to review?! You can memorize three hundred Tang poems by heart, An An, don't give us such scumbags a way to live La."

The Chinese teacher in their class loved to ask Wen Zhiqing to answer questions. She was young, and her education and ability were also well balanced. The topic direction often ran from the Atlantic to the Pacific.

After a class of ancient poetry, only Wen Zhiqing could keep up with her train of thought. Discussions on poems, songs and Fu, reciprocal sentences, and even gossip and anecdotes about ancient people were all wonderful. The rest of the students had no way to intervene and could only star Eye blowing rainbow farts for them.

Wen Zhiqing smiled, "Even if I can memorize "5000 Years of China", it's useless, and learning is not only useful by memorizing."

Pang Junjie paused when he stepped on the pedal, and immediately rode up on the bicycle.

"Fuck, An'an, you can't really recite it! I'll go, An'an, what kind of fairytale are you!"

If Wen Zhiqing's family background were better, he would definitely be the prince charming of heaven!

Wen Xinrou watched Pang Junjie catch up to play with Wen Zhiqing, covering her mouth and laughing happily, Wen Zhiqing did have an amazing memory.

After riding home, Wen Xinrou went upstairs first, and Wen Zhiqing and Pang Junjie went to put the bicycles away.

Pang Junjie suddenly remembered to ask, "What does Young Master Qi like to eat? If he only eats abalone, chicken wings and hairy crabs, I have nowhere to get them. An An, do you know what he likes?"

Wen Zhiqing replied quickly without thinking, "He doesn't like bitter, sweet, spicy, and strong flavors, especially the side dishes of onion, ginger, garlic, and parsley. He is allergic to parsley, as well as onions, bitter gourd, mushrooms, and celery. , he doesn’t like these either.”

"In addition, the rice and vegetables should not be too rotten or too soft. Fresh and delicious ones are better. He doesn't like to eat sticky and soft things. It is best to use fresh ingredients, otherwise he can eat them. Vegetables are best seasonal vegetables , meat not pork."

Pang Junjie stopped walking with his eyes wide open, rubbing his hands in embarrassment, "May I ask, what else can he eat?"

Wen Zhiqing thought about it for a while, "Well...he likes to eat something sour." Wen Zhiqing likes to eat spicy food. He thinks that spicy food can relieve anger and worry, and he will feel better.

After hearing the answer, Pang Junjie turned around to go out, "I'd better go to Yunmei and the others to raise money to buy him abalone, chicken wings and hairy crabs! If it doesn't work, invite him to a five-star western restaurant!"

Wen Zhiqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Why don't I come to be the chef, and you just need to make a move."

When Pang Junjie went upstairs, he sighed, "Master Qi is really hard to feed. He eats so finely. He is an orphan, so any girl who wants to marry him will be dissuaded by his dietary requirements."

But Pang Junjie didn't expect this for a moment. For a person with the status of Master Qi, he has a lot of top chefs to serve him, so he doesn't need a woman who can work in the kitchen to cook a loving dinner for him.

If he really needs a wife in the future, then his wife may be like his mother, all he needs to do is to be a glamorous Mrs. Qi. Raise children, all without.

As long as you can go to the hall and take it out, you will have face.

"Oh, girls these days are so delicate, and they are all cooked by men, like my mother, who has a vision, and forced me to go to the kitchen since I was a child, threatening me that if I can't cook, I won't be able to marry a wife, I'm so scared Hey! An'an, seeing that you are so good at cooking, is this how you were forced out? "

"That's not true." Wen Zhiqing shook his head. He did it voluntarily. When he was a child, his mother was in poor health and his two younger sisters were young, so he just stepped on a stool to reach the stove. Unexpectedly, he would light up his husband-cooking skills from then on.

It's not bad, at least it can win over Master Qi's picky stomach, and then further grab his heart?

Wen Zhiqing made himself laugh.

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