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Wen Sui and Ji Xiaoyu quickly exchanged glances, each other's eyes were filled with fear and uneasiness.

He avoided his brother's gaze, and said in a low voice with some guilt: "Don't betray me, you can explain it yourself, it won't save you."

"I'm explaining shit, I can't even speak clearly with [-] mouths." Ji Xiaoyu's face was ashen, and his mind was a mess.

He stared at the man in the black coat standing at the door, his whole body exuded an aura that wanted to kill someone, he looked so fierce.

That face also seemed familiar, he had seen the same face in the same style of clothes in Jian Ying's circle of friends.

The most important problem is that Jian Ying can still understand when she is so angry that she is smoking, and even Jiang An's expression doesn't look right.

Looking left and right, both he and Wen Sui have become fish on the cutting board, ready to be slaughtered.

No, you can't admit it even if you die, otherwise blood will be splashed on the spot.

I don't really want to be on the headlines of social news on the first day of work.

Ji Xiaoyu strode forward, showing a standard service smile, and looked at Jiang An: "Brother Jiang An, I'm working here, why don't you bring friends over for dinner?"

Jiang An hummed lightly, his eyes still fixed on his badge, and he was not in a good mood.

Jian Ying narrowed her eyes, and scanned the person from head to toe again, it was really similar, the facial features were almost exactly the same.

After several seconds of reaction, he gritted his molars and said, "You can talk? Ah, little dumb?"

"Sir, who are you? Why do you attack personally when you disagree with me?" Ji Xiaoyu pretended to be calm and said calmly.

Seeing his calm reaction, Jian Ying was a little confused, could it be that he had admitted the wrong person?Can't.

He licked his lower lip and tentatively said, "You...do you have a younger sister or something? I know a girl who looks like you. "

"Ah, do you mean Wanzi? She really can't speak, I'm his brother." With probing eyes, Ji Xiaoyu was forced to write down the steps, "Her name is Ji Xiaowan, and I'm Ji Xiaowan." Yu, twin siblings, look normal."

Wen Sui: "..."

You can come back with this, and you will be willing to bow down.

Jiang secretly pursed his lower lip, but he didn't make a sound to expose it.

"Really, no wonder I made a mistake, I'm sorry." Jian Ying stretched out her hand and shook him in a friendly way, "Nice to meet you, I think you and Wen Sui and his brothers know each other, why don't we have a meal together, I'll treat."

"Just eat..." Before Ji Xiaoyu finished speaking, Wen Sui immediately interrupted, "Yes, let's eat together."

He silently felt Jiang An's murderous gaze, and said to himself that Dora had multiple ways to survive.

But Wen Sui didn't want to understand, he also reported to see Ji Xiaoyu, why is his brother so angry?

He greeted Jiang An dully, and apologized a little guiltyly: "My son is working here, I'll come and see him, what a coincidence, I'm in the same place as you, and you two can take care of me in the future."

"It's a coincidence, maybe this is the only store in the capital that is recruiting people." Jiang secretly said with a knife in his tone.

Wen Sui laughed awkwardly, not knowing how to proceed.

The four people went into the small private room with their own thoughts, and each occupied a corner. The big round table was very spacious, with a few empty seats in between, and they felt like they were enjoying a grand banquet.

Manager Li came in to help place the order, not forgetting the yin and yang: "Since Manager Ji wants to accompany the guests, I will be on duty at night. I really didn't expect that such a hot pot restaurant can have three lobby managers."

Jiang An held the tea cup, glanced at Wen Sui vaguely, and said mockingly, "I didn't expect that I could be so free at work."

Wen Sui: "?"

It's not good to be idle, have you been squeezed crazy and your brain has been flooded?

"Really, I have worked in many hot pot restaurants, this is the first time for me to do this." Manager Li turned his head away, winked at Jiang An, and silently asked what was going on.

Jiang An shook his head, motioning him to leave it alone and leave quickly.

Wen Sui frowned and watched the small movements between the two of them, confused.

While thinking wildly, the phone vibrated, and the trumpet received a message from Jiang An.

[Jiang]: Excuse me, boss, why do you have to arrange three lobby managers?

Wen Sui raised his eyes and glanced quietly at Jiang An, who was sitting across the seat, and said to himself that it was a good thing he didn't know that the boss was him, but judging from his tone, he was obviously not satisfied with the work arrangement, was he afraid of losing his job due to too fierce competition?

He changed his posture, covered the brightness of the phone screen, and typed quietly.

[W]: Don't worry, your salary will not be reduced, and you will not be fired

[W]: Xiao Ji is the son of a friend of mine. He is short of money. I am helping him alleviate family difficulties.

[Jiang]: So as long as anyone has difficulties, you let him be the lobby manager?Boss is really a Bodhisattva

[W]: ...how do you talk with a gun and a stick?

[Jiang]: There won't be Xiao Wang, Xiao Li and Xiao Zhang in the future, right?

[W]: ...Xiao Jiang, I think you have been a little drifting lately, I suggest you buy a book called Ways of Speaking

[Jiang]: Oh

[W]:?what's your attitude

The other side didn't return, Wen Sui raised his eyes and saw his brother throwing his phone aside, taking a sip of tea slowly, looking unhappy.

He wanted to ask the reason, but due to the inconvenience of revealing his identity, he held his breath and couldn't get up or down.

Wen Sui pursed his lower lip, his heart full of stuffiness, like a large sponge soaked in water.

Why is it so aggrieved and angry to be a good person and good deed these days.

The hot pot was quickly served on the table, half of the red soup and clear soup, and the thick soup was rolling.

After finally sorting out the relationship between several people, Jian Ying lazily leaned on the back of the chair and sighed: "I have to say, the world is really small."

"Yes, it's all fate." Wen Sui didn't dare to look at his brother the whole time, and mumbled in a low voice with his head down.

Jian Ying put a piece of hairy belly in the pot, stared at Ji Xiaoyu and said in confusion: "No, you two are classmates. Didn't Wen Sui know that you have a younger sister? I showed him the photo yesterday and he didn't respond at all."

Wen Sui: "..."

Sorry, I only found out today that he is so good at talking nonsense.

"Because my sister can't speak, she's very shy and doesn't like to meet people, so they've never met her before." Ji Xiaoyu sweated wildly on his forehead, pulled a tissue and wiped it with his hand to cover up his flushed cheeks.

It is too difficult to tell a lie. He thinks that he has lost three years of his life just by being so good at kung fu.

Jian Ying nodded, expressing her understanding: "Then I'll just say it straight, I like Wanzi very much, and I want to chase after her, brother, please let us meet."

The person in front of him was at least half a head taller than him, and Ji Xiaoyu died on the spot when he called his brother.

He almost spit out his tea and coughed suddenly: "No, no need, he may not want to fall in love very much."

Jian Ying raised her eyes and said sincerely: "I'm serious. I don't think I can explain many things clearly online. Maybe it's better to talk face to face. If Wanzi is afraid of strangers, it doesn't matter if you can accompany me. I mainly want to show my manner."

together?Ji Xiaoyu glanced at Wen Sui begging for help, God, how can I divide into two.

father!Why are you standing still!help!Save the children! !

Wen Sui cleared his throat and tried to smooth things over: "Don't worry, I've already said that Wanzi is shy, you're no good stalking me like this, let him go back and have a good chat with...his sister."

"It's really not urgent, but you can get in touch with Xiaoyu first." Jiang An interrupted suddenly, turning the topic around.

Ji Xiaoyu:? ? ?

He began to fall into self-reflection, what step he did wrong to offend Jiang An, how much hatred and resentment, and how ruthless he was.

Jian Ying looked at the familiar face thoughtfully: "It makes sense, brother, can you add a WeChat?"

Ji Xiaoyu held her phone and fell into endless silence, only the sound of the hot pot boiling.

Wen Sui stood up suddenly, grabbed Jiang An's wrist and dragged it out, and said: "Brother, accompany me to the toilet."

"You two hold hands when you go to the bathroom? How old are you? It's strange." Jian Ying didn't feel the undercurrent at all, and glanced at the two of them inexplicably.

"You don't care about us." Wen Sui clicked his tongue and dragged him out of the private room.

Jiang An let him grab his wrist and followed him to the end of the aisle expressionlessly without making a sound.

Wen Sui crossed his arms, leaned against the wall and asked him, "Why do you always match them up? Don't you see that my son is very resistant?"

"No match, I just don't think it's an option to lie like this. When the two of them get to know each other well, they can find a suitable opportunity to explain clearly, which is good for both of them." Jiang An stood opposite him and spoke softly.

Wen Sui paused for a moment, and muttered to himself: "That's the truth, but it's just such a trend, in case you get in touch with each other..."

"so what?"

"You don't want him to bend my son, do you? Do you have a conscience? He is straight!"

"I don't think so, but I think Jian Ying is good, if it's suitable, it's not bad."

"He is good, he can find a lot of girls, why does he have to hang himself on Ji Xiaoyu's tree."

The two looked at each other, their swords were on the verge of breaking out, and neither of them would back down.

Jiang An was quiet for a moment, suppressing his displeasure, and slowly said: "Are you concerned about Ji Xiaoyu a little too much?"

Wen Sui frowned at him, not understanding the logic: "He is my son, and now he is in such a complicated situation, isn't it normal to care about his love life?"

Probably in Wen Sui's heart, there is no difference between a brother and a son, maybe both are important, but they are only equally important, Jiang An sneered in his heart.

"Well, it's normal." His tone didn't fluctuate, and he turned around coldly, "It's over, I'll go back and eat."

Wen Sui clicked his tongue, grabbed his arm, and dragged him back: "You are not in the right mood today, why?"

Jiang An turned his head to the side, looked at him quietly, and did not speak.

Wen Sui hurriedly urged: "Tell me, are you pretending to be dumb like Ji Xiaoyu?"

"It's nothing, I think I have to work hard, otherwise even the lobby manager will be replaced one day." Jiang An said leisurely, and walked into the private room with his pockets in his pocket.

Wen Sui was speechless, following everywhere, stood in place for a while, and then followed slowly.

As soon as the door was opened, a very faint smell of cigarettes wafted out of the box, with a fragrance of mint.

Wen Sui looked up and saw Jiang An holding a cigarette with his fingertips. The thin smoke enveloped his facial features, and he felt inexplicably not easy to get close to.

Although I heard him say that he had smoked twice before, this was the first time Wen Sui saw his brother smoking.

It was a look he had never seen before, and it looked a little loose, frivolous and cynical, which was quite attractive.

Wen Sui glanced at Jian Ying, who was on the other side of the table with downcast eyes, and cursed, "Why did you spoil my brother?"

"It's reasonable, he asked me for it, can I not give it?" Jian Ying puffed out a cigarette, leaned on the seat casually, and complained speechlessly.

Wen Sui frowned and went over, sat down next to Jiang An, and said in a low voice, "Didn't you say it last time, smoking is boring, if you want to smoke, come to me."

Jiang secretly smoked, and said with a half-smile, "What's the use of looking for you?"

All express and hints have reached this point, there is no response to life or death, and my heart is irritated and flustered.

Wen Sui choked for a moment, he reached out his hand to grab the still burning cigarette in his mouth, and cut it off abruptly.

He twirled the cigarette butt, and said domineeringly: "Anyway, you are not allowed to smoke."

Jiang An casually threw the remaining piece into the ashtray, and said softly, "You've got a lot of control."

"Hey, you two..." Jian Ying nodded with the hand holding the cigarette, and said vaguely, "Jiang An's wife probably wouldn't dare to pinch it directly, it's really fierce."

Wen Sui gave him a disdainful look, and retorted: "Your wife told you to quit smoking, will you quit?"

"Jie, if Wanzi doesn't like the smell of cigarettes, I'll quit smoking immediately." Jian Ying said seriously, quite distracted.

Wen Sui stared at Ji Xiaoyu for a few seconds, then hinted with a slight smile, "Xiaoyu doesn't like the smell of smoke either."

"Then I won't smoke." Jian Ying said, twisting her hand casually, and put the cigarette out in the ashtray, quite consciously.

Ji Xiaoyu was stunned for a second, hesitating to speak and watching the person's movements, in the end he couldn't bear it.

But the lie has been uttered, and it is even more difficult to confess it.

He twirled his fingertips and said in a low voice, "Change to another place, I haven't visited Wensui's dormitory yet."

Wen Sui laughed and said lazily, "Why do you all miss our 404 one-day tour? If this continues, we will charge tickets."

"I still have some wine left from yesterday. If brother wants to drink, we can drink more." Jian Ying flattered him.

Ji Xiaoyu's heart almost stopped beating, he waved his hands, and said in a panic: "Please, don't call me brother anymore, I'm getting goosebumps, just call me by name."

"Okay, Xiaoyu, let's go, I've already paid the bill." Jian Ying corrected her words.

Wen Sui rolled his eyes, hooked up his coat, put it on, and followed him out.

Jiang An walked at the end, looking at the elongated shadows in front of him under the light, the depression in his heart still persisted.

Seeing that people have been following behind at a snail's pace, Wen Sui turned around and urged him: "Why are you walking so slowly?"

"Let's relax." Jiang An replied, with his hands in his coat pockets, his feet still sluggish.

Wen Sui stood there waiting for him to come, walked a few steps side by side, and said, "Are you in a bad mood?"

Jiang An hummed, her tone didn't fluctuate too much: "That's right."

"No, people are online friends over there, why are you so upset? It's not that you're disguised as a woman." Wen Sui lowered his voice, "Shouldn't you be watching a show?"

Jiang An glanced at him, and said slowly, "Wen Sui, sometimes I really want to see what's in your head."

"What do you mean you started hitting people again after a disagreement?"

"It's boring, I think your reflex arc may be longer than the Andes Mountains."

Wen Sui tasted the product, nearly 9000 meters, who is insulting.

He gritted his teeth and cursed: "...Get lost."

After finally procrastinating and dragging back to 404, Ji Xiaoyu felt fresh, wandering around in the dormitory to visit the rooms.

"It's too extravagant for the two of you to live in such a big room. Our dormitory is a six-person room, so it's really small."

"Then why don't you change?" Jian Ying leaned against the door and asked casually.

Ji Xiaoyu had an expression of "You're an idiot": "You're poor, how can I change it if I don't have money?"

Jian Ying groaned, and apologized a little embarrassedly: "I forgot that Wanzi told me that her family is not good, and her father is also an alcoholic. You pretend I didn't tell you."

"You...Your sister even told people about this? We only found out about our family situation after we had known each other for almost half a year." Wen Sui couldn't believe it, the conversation must have been too in-depth today.

Ji Xiaoyu stammered and explained: "She, she may just find it really pleasant to chat with Jian Ying."

Wen Sui raised his eyebrows, with a hurt expression on his face: "Okay, don't explain, I understand."

"Anyway, the two of us have the best relationship." Ji Xiaoyu shook Wen Sui's shoulder, hinting, "No one can compare."

Jiang An glanced at the two of them, didn't look at them, and placed the leftover wine from the table under the table: "Drink."

The relationship between the four of them is really messy, and it's better to get drunk and get rested.

Everyone had their own thoughts, and the cans were pulled apart one by one, and it was easy to get caught up.

Last night, they were just accompanying Jian Ying to drink away their sorrows, but today everyone looked as if they were not drunk and would not return home, drinking crisply.

Half an hour later, Ji Xiaoyu was completely drunk, and refused to let go while holding Wen Sui, muttering: "We two are the best."

"Yes, yes, the two of us are the best." Wen Sui was only slightly drunk, not too drunk, and he was still sober enough to deal with him.

Ji Xiaoyu got closer, and said pitifully, "Then you drink with me, I'm not in a good mood."

"You did it yourself." Wen Sui was almost out of breath.

Seeing the intimate movements of the two, Jiang An's brain ached, and he grabbed his arm and dragged him to the side, beckoning Jian Ying to help.

After finally separating the people, one person dragged the other to the two sides of the dormitory, sweating a little from exhaustion.

Ji Xiaoyu sat back in the armchair, pulled the back of the chair, stared at Jiang Anchi and laughed straight: "Why leave us, are you jealous that Wen Sui has a good relationship with me?"

Wen Suixin said that this stupid son really drank too much and became bold, and dared to provoke his brother like this in front of his face.

Sure enough, Jiang An just squinted his eyes lightly and didn't speak, but the expression on his face faded a lot.

He pressed the body of the beer can, exerted force with his fingers, and with a snap, the can was dented a little.

Ji Xiaoyu didn't know it, and added fuel to the fire: "I can't help it, you weren't there in those years, I was with him."

Wen Sui almost covered his mouth with his hand, and said in a low voice, "Son, why are you so drunk? Can you shut up?"

"No, am I not telling the truth? You care about me, I really like you, ah, my dear father."

"...Go to sleep if you drink too much, don't open your mouth and talk nonsense."

Jiang An squeezed the flattened beer can and took a big gulp, wanting to see what else he could say.

"Don't sleep, wake up, let's chat." Ji Xiaoyu suddenly looked at Jian Ying with a flushed face, "Hey, this handsome guy looks familiar."

Jian Ying stared at his slack eyes, and said helplessly: "You really drank too much, the capacity for alcohol is so bad."

"Yes, he used to drink soda when the two of us went out." Wen Sui looked up at the upper bed and sighed, "There is no bed on the upper bunk, he is in poor health and easily catches a cold, probably he can't do what you did yesterday sleep here."

Jian Ying nodded, grabbed him and fixed him, and said softly: "It's okay, I'll take him back to my dormitory to sleep, Wang Qiyue hasn't come back yet, I'll tell him."

"Okay, I'll trouble you then." After Wen Sui finished speaking, he leaned over and muttered to Ji Xiaoyu, "I'll let Jian Ying take care of you, don't tell the truth, and I can't save you if you slip up."

Jiang An stared at the movements of the two biting their ears, and the expressions on their faces disappeared completely.

Ji Xiaoyu nodded in a daze, looked at the half-used bottle of face cream on the table, and asked doubtfully, "You two men... still use this kind of thing?"

"Suisui specially bought it for me." Jiang dimly said, and finally found some ground, flaunting it lightly.

The words fell into Ji Xiaoyu's ears, and he was completely confused, playing wild, do you use face cream as lubrication?What a luxury!

He woke up for a while, grabbed Jian Ying's arm and walked out of the dormitory door, muttering to himself: "Retreat, no, don't disturb them."

Jian Ying closed the door in a daze, leaving the two standing in the middle of the dormitory, staring at each other silently.

Wen Sui stared at the bottle of face cream, thoughtful, and suddenly laughed out loud: "Brother, you are really weird today, don't you hate that sticky hand cream the most, why tell him, you are not afraid of him I will laugh at you tomorrow when I think about it."

While talking, he unscrewed the jar casually, took a spoonful and wiped it on his hands, teasingly: "If you like it, I will give you some more, wipe it, and protect your hands."

Jiang An tensed the corner of his jaw, grabbed his hand holding his wrist with his backhand, and pushed him against the wall behind him with a little force.

The two of them suddenly got very close, the same smell of wine lingered in each other's breath, and they easily fell into the illusion of dizziness.

Wen Sui gasped, stared at him with a dull expression, and cursed in his mouth: "Did you take the wrong medicine? Something has been wrong since eating hot pot at night, and I have been keeping a cold face. After all..."

Jiang An lowered his eyes and looked at him for a moment, then slowly approached, and pressed his ear against his ear, unable to bear the sound.

"Sui Sui, I'm jealous."

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