Reborn with crush

Xia Qiao glanced at the uncle who was drinking tea at the door five meters away, and wondered if her boyfriend hadn't sobered up to now: "What did you say?"

"All right." Wen Zenan slowly approached him.

"Are you serious?" Xia Qiao smiled slowly, "There are surveillance cameras here."

"..."

Wen Zenan was silent for two seconds, stretched out his hand to stuff the strawberry into his mouth, squatted down, and said in a tone of frustration, "Forget it then."

"Nannan, do you just eat it without washing it?" Xia Qiao suppressed a smile, squatting beside him and asked.

"It's okay." Wen Zenan picked it up and said, "Natural."

The more Xia Qiao looked at him, the more she wanted to laugh. She put her head in her hands and laughed silently for a while, which caught Wen Zenan's sad eyes.

The two picked two baskets in the strawberry garden, and were about to leave for the bayberry garden when they suddenly heard a familiar voice from the exit.

"can you cook?"

"Even I don't believe it when I say it, but give me a chance to show it."

Xia Qiao subconsciously glanced at Wen Zenan, and within a few seconds, the four of them had already met.

"Mr. Zhao, senior." Xia Qiao greeted first.

Yuan Xuan was a little surprised when he saw him: "Are you guys coming to play too?"

"I came here with my classmates." Wen Zenan smiled.

"That's not a coincidence." Zhao Zelu said, "Just now he said he wanted to cook by himself, why don't you all come together, how many of you?"

"There are seven of us." Xia Qiao compared to seven and said, "They are in another place, cooking together at night."

"Okay." Yuan Xuan said with a smile, "Can I apply for a chef position?"

"Then I'll be your deputy." Zhao Zelu put his hand on his shoulder.

"Looking at how active you are, I'll just wait to eat." Xia Qiao shrugged, "I guess I won't be needed anymore."

"You can still use it." Wen Zenan took a basket of strawberries in his hand and said, "Let's go, let's pick red bayberries."

"We just came out of the bayberry garden." Yuan Xuan said, "We are about to go to the loquat."

"Why don't we go together." Zhao Zelu suggested, "We have already picked the red bayberry."

"Row."

The four entered the loquat garden.

"Why do you suddenly want to come here to play?" Zhao Zelu asked, "Shouldn't you want to go home early after the holiday?"

Xia Qiao recounted what happened last night, and sighed: "I should be at home by now."

"I'm envious that you can still play so late." Yuan Xuan said with a smile, "There is no chance to sleep late these days during the holidays."

After speaking, he looked at Zhao Zelu, and the two looked at each other meaningfully.

Xia Qiao touched Wen Zenan's arm with her arm, and gave him a knowing smile.

Wen Zenan pulled him forward and asked him, "Have you ever eaten loquat?"

"Eat it..."

It was almost four o'clock when the four returned from the orchard to the kitchen on the first floor of the hotel.

Everyone brought a lot of ingredients. Xia Qiao and the others came back early and brought some seafood from the ingredients area of ​​the public kitchen.

Everyone welcomed the extra two people, after all, Mr. Zhao is well-known for his cooking skills.

Che Cheng and Fan Qianwen came last, and they put a basket of chicken, fish, beef, etc. on the table, and both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's too heavy!" Che Cheng said with his arms akimbo, "If I had known, I would have let you boys pass. Except for beef, we caught and killed everything else!"

"Can you imagine, the two of us caught a chicken for almost half an hour!" Fan Qianwen let out a long sigh of relief.

"At that time, I told the three of us to go there." Kang Jie shrugged, "It's easy for us to go to the vegetable side. After finishing the work, we have nothing to do, and we even played Dou Di Zhu with the uncle who is watching the door for a long time."

As soon as this remark came out, the two girls rolled their eyes.

"What's for dinner tonight?" Xia Qiao was only interested in dinner.

"Let me see." Fan Qianwen created a group chat on the spot, and posted the menu in the group, "Looking at it now, these may not be enough, so you can play as you like, try to use up all the food, don't waste it. "

"Okay." Yuan Xuan took off his coat, put on an apron, and rolled up his sleeves, "What's the first thing to do?"

Yao Huainan stood aside to help chop the vegetables, and asked, "Isn't Mr. Zhao the chef?"

"Give him a chance to display it." Zhao Zelu took out the plate from the cupboard, "He really wants to show it."

"Okay, how about cooking senior?" Yang Donghao asked, "Can you make beef brisket and vermicelli stew? I really want to eat it."

"I'll give it a try." Yuan Xuan stood aside and took out his phone and began to search the menu.

Xia Qiao and Wen Zenan stood at another table washing fruit, looked back at the busy people, and said, "I suddenly feel that coming here is quite interesting."

"Yes." Wen Zenan nodded, and put the washed bayberry in the bowl, "It's very comfortable to be with everyone."

Xia Qiao nodded, holding a few washed strawberries in her hands, and was about to put them on a plate when she suddenly remembered something, stooped down and ate one by herself first.

"Huh? It's actually quite sweet." He praised,

While looking up at Wen Zenan.

Looking at it, he found that the other party did not look at him, but looked straight down, staring at his lips.

"Be careful, Nannan." Xia Qiao stretched out her right hand to cover his eyes and reminded him in a low voice.

"Understood." Wen Zenan lowered his head slightly, bumped his forehead lightly against the palm of his hand, and continued to wash the red bayberry.

"Unexpectedly, our roles are completely reversed." Che Cheng collapsed on the sofa at the entrance of the kitchen, holding a bottle of iced Coke in his hand, "It's us who kill chickens and fish, but they cook."

"I don't know why, but I feel that more and more boys know how to cook now." Fan Qianwen sighed, "Maybe everyone wants to transform into a warm boy and conquer girlfriends with delicious food."

"Indeed." Che Cheng thought for a few seconds, then suddenly raised his voice and shouted, "God, can you cook?"

Wen Zenan was suddenly cueed and nodded: "Yes."

"You can also make a dish for us to try." Fan Qianwen booed.

"Okay." Wen Zenan asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"Specially for me?" Fan Qianwen was a little flattered, and pointed at herself in disbelief, "Are you asking me?"

Che Cheng waved his hand, looking as if she had never seen the world: "I'm just being polite, why are you serious, Brother Qiao, what do you want to eat?"

"Are you going to do it?" Xia Qiao asked Wen Zenan, "If you want to do it, then make braised fish."

"Okay." Wen Zenan shook the water off his hands.

There is a row of gas stoves in the open kitchen, among which Yuan Xuan occupies one, Kang Jie occupies one, and Yao Huainan occupies one.

Just as Wen Zenan walked to the last gas stove, Xia Qiao suddenly asked Zhao Zelu who was chopping vegetables, "Is there an induction cooker here?"

Zhao Zelu glanced back: "What's wrong, not enough?"

"No." Xia Qiao pointed to Wen Zenan and said, "He is afraid of fire."

"Oh, there should be, I'll look for it." Zhao Zelu opened the cabinet below, and sure enough, he saw an induction cooker.

Kang Jie, who was cooking, joked, "God, are you still afraid of fire?"

Wen Zenan went to get the induction cooker from the cupboard, and responded after hearing the words: "Yes, I have had psychological shadows before."

Xia Qiao knew that he was afraid of fire, and it was something in his previous life.

The class organized a home party in the first semester of the sophomore year. At that time, several boys in the class had a competition. Whoever cooked the worst food would be responsible for cleaning up the table after eating, and the girls were in charge of being the judges.

Wen Zenan was the first to play, bearing the expectations of many girls.

However, there seemed to be some problems with the gas stove, and the ignition could not be turned on. After several attempts, Wen Zenan decided to try to light it with a lighter.

Liu Shao went to the convenience store nearby to buy the lighter on the spot. Once he bought it, Wen Zenan tried to press it twice.

After this attempt, a flame that was fifteen centimeters high shot up and burned directly on the eyebrows of Wen Zenan, who was bowing his head.

Xia Qiao was standing next to Wen Zenan at that time, seeing Wen Zenan's eyebrows on fire, she was so frightened that she quickly picked up the cup next to him and threw it at him.

Wen Zenan's face was splashed with water, and a small piece of his eyebrow was burned, which looked extraordinarily funny.

Since then, he hardly dared to touch the fire again, and stayed far away when cooking, preferring to cook Western food rather than Chinese food.

Xia Qiao still wanted to laugh when she remembered Wen Zenan at that time.

"Qiao Qiao." Wen Zenan called him suddenly, "Come here and help me peel the garlic."

"Okay." Xia Qiao finished washing the last few loquats and walked towards him.

Wen Zenan put the pot on while plugging in the electricity.When Xia Qiao came over, he leaned over and said in a low voice, "Ask you a question."

"Ask." Xia Qiao took a handful of garlic from Yang Donghao.

"How do you know I'm afraid of fire?" Wen Zenan looked at him with a half-smile and asked.

Xia Qiao: "..."

After his question, Xia Qiao realized belatedly that she seemed to have slipped her mouth just now.

Why could he predict what happened in his sophomore year?

How would he explain his status as a prophet?

"I guessed it." Xia Qiao didn't dare to look at him, lowered her head and started to make up, "When we were making cookies, we saw that you weren't very close to the oven."

Wen Zenan recalled it for a few seconds, then nodded: "That's it."

"En." Xia Qiao was relieved to see that he no longer doubted.

"Qiao Qiao, can I ask you a question." Wen Zenan said while heating the pot.

Xia Qiao raised her heart that had just been let go: "What's the problem?"

"The first time we met, you teased me on purpose." Wen Zenan didn't look at him, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Did you like me a long time ago?"

Xia Qiao said in her heart that every sentence is indeed fatal.

He had already been mentally prepared for the answer to this question, Xia Qiao said in a low voice, "I like you the first time I see you."

"On the first side of the dormitory?" Wen Zenan finally looked at him, "While I was doing laundry?"

"That's right." Xia Qiao followed his words, "I was deeply attracted by you when I saw your back."

Probably also knew how much water was in his words, Wen Zenan just smiled and poured oil into the pot.

In fact, when Xia Qiao recalled later, she found that her heartbeat was earlier than that.

On the day of registration, the school specially sent a school bus to the high-speed rail station to pick up the students.When Xia Qiao came out of the high-speed rail station with her parents, she happened to see a senior and a senior sister waiting at the exit holding a sign with the name of the school.

Xia Qiao waited at the exit for a while because fifty people were required to set off.

Parents were discussing the history and culture of this city, Xia Qiao was bored, so she simply lowered her head and played with her mobile phone.

There were a lot of people arriving on their bus, and more than [-] people came out one after another. The senior counted the number of people, and took the first and second batches onto the school bus first.

Xia Qiao didn't want to squeeze in front, so she just waited at the end of the queue with her parents.

The weather was hot, and everyone wanted to squeeze into the car to turn on the air conditioner. Only the three of them waited in a very Buddhist way, neither in a hurry nor in a hurry.

Xia Qiao was just about to take out her phone to check what time it was when she suddenly heard a burst of laughter behind her.

He looked back and saw the senior at the reception desk chatting with a boy.

The boy was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, sitting on his suitcase, his two slender legs crossed casually, and his hands in his pockets.

He didn't know what interesting topic they were talking about, but he showed a sunny and cheerful smile.

That was the first time that Xia Qiao felt that there really was a boy in this world who could turn all beings upside down with a smile.

It was just a glimpse, before Xia Qiao had time to take another look, his father had already called him from the front: "Get in the car, Qiao Qiao!"

"Oh." Xia Qiao quickly looked away, and then stepped up the steps.

The scene just now impressed him so much that he recognized Wen Zenan as the boy sitting on the suitcase on the first side of the dormitory.

At that time, he just admired good-looking boys.

But he never told anyone that he had met him so early.

At that time, Xia Qiao was unwilling to admit that love at first sight really happened to him.