[Quick Transmigration] On the Classification of Trash Boyfriends

Qi Yan's character is two extremes.

When he is nice to someone, he can almost pamper him to the sky, and when he hates someone, he can still trample him into the dirt.

The temper of the young master, the heart of a child.

But it is not difficult to please such a person. Follow the order of the other party, but you can't just follow the other party's orders. After a long time of touching the hair, you will reverse the hair once. When he is angry, he will show a bewildered and innocent look. He didn't know where to vent his anger.

During this period of time, rather than Huo Zhi being bullied by Qi Yan in every possible way, it is better to say that Huo Zhi has been testing Qi Yan's bottom line.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Huo Zhi started to get busy in the kitchen.

Recently, Qi Yan eats at home more and more often, and sometimes he will tell Huo Zhi what he wants to eat today out of the blue, and it is not Huo Zhi's job to do these things, but because of Qi Yan, he still wants to eat. One by one took over.

Qi Yan went out very early today, and didn't say anything, Huo Zhi hesitated for a while, but decided to cook the meal first.

The young master seems to have said that he wants to eat sweet and sour pork ribs.

Huo Zhi hadn't done this before, so he looked up the recipe and twirled around in this small space. When a plate of sweet and sour pork ribs with excellent appearance came out of the pot, there was a sound of unlocking the lock outside.

The joy in Huo Zhi's heart dyed his eyebrows almost immediately.

"Master, you go back..."

He walked out of the kitchen, his voice slowly lowering.

Qi Yan was wearing a black windbreaker, making his figure taller and more well-proportioned, but he was looking at the young man beside him with his head tilted at this moment, with a tenderness and nostalgia on his face that had never been shown to Huo Zhi.

The young man was extraordinarily delicate and beautiful, and the flawless white clothes set off his thin body, which seemed to fall down when he was blown.He stood beside Qi Yan quietly, dependent and docile, his silent appearance was more like a doll in the window, beautiful but not vivid.

He looked at Huo Zhi who was in a daze, and his soft voice seemed to dissipate in the air in a second, "Brother."

It's Joan.

Inexplicably, Huo Zhi's swollen cheeks suddenly ached again.

"...Are you discharged from the hospital?"

"Why, do you still hope that An An will not be hospitalized?"

Qi Yan's words made Huo Zhi pinch the apron in a panic, "No, no, the young master didn't inform me, I was just a little surprised..."

"It's okay," Huo An smiled, "Brother didn't do it on purpose."

In a word, Qi Yan's coldness was calmed down.

"Don't take off your coat, you'll catch a cold." This is what Huo An said.

"No, I'm fine."

Huo An answered seriously, but this sentence was not convincing in the slightest when matched with his pale face.

Qi Yan directly zipped him up, "As long as you don't have to go to the hospital for a whole month, I will believe your words."

Huo An's heart is very bad, and it is common for him to go to the hospital four or five times a month.

As he said this, the concern in his eyes showed without any concealment.

Huo An took Qi Yan's arm coquettishly, "Stop talking about this, brother Qi Yan, I'm hungry."

"Who made you eat so little lunch, you deserve it."

"The food in the hospital is not delicious..."

It is obviously the same words, but to Huo An, Qi Yan's tone is full of tenderness and indulgence.

Huo Zhi stood there awkwardly, feeling a little redundant.It seems that as long as he treats Huo An, Qi Yan always has gentleness and patience that never goes offline, and every time at this time, he feels...he is no match for Huo An.

It was always like this, and it has always been like this, what qualifications does he have to compete with Huo An?To compete with Huo An for his position in Qi Yan's heart?

Huo Zhi lowered his eyes desolately.

"It smells so good, is it sweet and sour pork ribs?"

Qi Yan said, "I know you like it, so I asked your brother to do it."

Huo An's clear eyes lingered on Huo Zhi for a while longer, "Brother, why did you start learning how to cook?"

Huo Zhi's body froze slightly.

Is it his illusion?Huo An seems to be despising him...

"Anyway, the taste is not bad." Qi Yan dismissed the topic lightly, "Aren't you hungry? Let's go eat."

"it is good."

Facing Qi Yan, Huo An smiled sweetly.

At the dinner table, Huo Zhi sat opposite to Qi Yan, and Huo An sat next to Qi Yan.

"My brother's cooking is delicious!"

Huo An blinked at Huo Zhi, and put another piece of sweet and sour pork ribs in his mouth.

Qi Yan frowned, "Eat less meat, too greasy is not good for your health."

"It's the last piece."

"eat vegetable."

……

Huo Zhi chewed the rice, but he couldn't taste it.

"My brother eats so little."

Dazed, Huo Zhi raised his head.

Huo An put a piece of pork ribs in his bowl, "You should eat more of the rice you cook yourself."

"……it is good."

Huo Zhi wanted to smile at him, but he didn't know what kind of expression he made.

"Don't laugh if you don't know how to laugh, it's so ugly." Qi Yan picked up some vegetables for Huo An, but said to Huo Zhi, "I don't need to cook for the next two days, I'll take An An out to eat."

Ann...

"Okay young master." Huo Zhi responded lightly, and put down his chopsticks, "I'll go up first."

Sitting here, he was also making himself uncomfortable.

"Go up? Have you finished eating?"

"I'm stuffed."

Qi Yan seemed very dissatisfied with his answer, "You ate so little, and if you faint from hunger in the room, don't expect me to rescue you."

His words stopped Huo An's movements, and a strange emotion flashed across his eyes.

Brother Qi Yan...are you caring about him?

"I'm really full, young master, eat slowly." Huo Zhi stressed his tone wearily, he turned and walked upstairs, leaving behind Qi Yan with a livid face, and the silence made the surrounding air chill by a degree.

"Very good, even dare to contradict my words..."

A few words came out of Qi Yan's teeth, but Huo An didn't hear them clearly, but he saw Qi Yan standing up abruptly, as if he was about to go upstairs.

"Brother Qi Yan?"

He looked at the man blankly.

Qi Yan didn't have time to take care of him, "I'll go upstairs and have a look..."

Look?

What to look at?

Do you see brother?

Huo An bit his lower lip, his pitiful appearance made people subconsciously want to take care of him.

But Qi Yan had already walked up the stairs, only Huo Zhi's expression was left in his mind... Is he angry?Funny, what right does he have to be angry with him?

During this period of time, he was so used to Huo Zhi that he even dared to show his face in front of An An.

Huo Zhi's door was tightly closed, Qi Yan went up with a cold face, and just as he put his hand on the handle, there was a sudden loud noise from downstairs——!

"An An!!"