Chapter 1148 - 1148 1127 Extra Story Seventeen (9)

Chapter 1148: 1127, Extra Story Seventeen (9) Chapter 1148: 1127, Extra Story Seventeen (9) Realizing she had been zoning out, Xi An’an’s eyes showed a hint of embarrassment as she nodded with her head down.

Quan Tianqi reached out for the soy sauce, and as he lowered his gaze, he could faintly smell the fragrance from her hair. His lips curved into a light smile as he touched her slightly reddened cheek.

“Need to buy anything else?”

Xi An’an glanced at the shopping cart, which had been piled up into a small mountain without her realizing it, “No, that’s all.”

Quan Tianqi raised his eyebrows slightly and pushed the cart toward the checkout.

There were still a few people in line ahead of them. Xi An’an looked up at the person beside her, pulling out her card, “Don’t fight with me over the bill this time, okay?”

Quan Tianqi smiled, which served as his agreement.

When it was their turn to pay, Quan Tianqi seemed to have seen something and stepped aside when Xi An’an wasn’t paying attention.

After Xi An’an paid, she turned around and accidentally bumped into the man’s shoulder. Quan Tianqi quickly steadied her with his hands.

Xi An’an steadied herself and quickly stepped back from his embrace, “Thank you.”

On her shoulder, she could still feel the residual warmth of his fingertips.

“Let’s go,” Quan Tianqi said, carrying three large shopping bags ahead, while Xi An’an jogged to keep up.

“Hey, let me help you carry those.”

Quan Tianqi dodged her hand, “No need, you go get in the car.”

He insisted, and Xi An’an nodded in resignation.

Quan Tianqi and Jian Tianlin hadn’t lived at home since they were sixteen; both had moved out to live on their own.

Through the car window, Xi An’an gazed at the peaceful and graceful scenery around her, and her mood involuntarily became tranquil.

It indeed was a great environment to live in.

Away from the hustle and bustle of the city, quiet and graceful.

“We’re here.”

The deep voice sounded, pulling her wandering thoughts back to reality.

Xi An’an hummed in response and followed him out of the car.

Quan Tianqi opened the trunk and took out the shopping bags.

Walking up the steps, he placed the bags on the ground, freeing his hands to press the fingerprint lock. Then, he entered the password in front of her.

Xi An’an glanced at him with surprise but kept silent.

“Come in,” he said as he pushed open the door and carried the shopping bags inside.

Xi An’an followed behind him, her eyes reflecting a sense of unease.

Looking at the white carpet that covered the floor, she leaned against the wall to take off her shoes. Quan Tianqi set down the bags and turned just in time to see her barefoot.

He walked over, and from the shoe cabinet, he took out the only pair of slippers.

“The floor is cold, put on these slippers.”

Xi An’an looked at the black slippers, clearly men’s in both size and style, and what’s more, they were his.

“No need, I’m not afraid of the cold,” Xi An’an declined.

Their relationship didn’t seem to be on the level of sharing slippers.

Only one pair of slippers in such a large shoe cabinet—could she be the first person to visit his place?

“Wear them,” Quan Tianqi said assertively, “or shall I help you put them on?”

“No, no need, I’ll wear them,” Xi An’an quickly relented, nervously slipping into his slippers upon hearing his words.

The thought of him helping her put them on felt terrifying.

This man was nothing like the rumors.

Aloof and unfeeling—none of that seemed to apply.

Watching her small feet in the oversized slippers, which looked like a child wearing an adult’s shoes, Quan Tianqi couldn’t help but curl his lips into a smile as he turned and walked into the house.

Xi An’an stood in the living room, her gaze sweeping the surroundings, feeling somewhat lost.

“Boss Quan, where’s the kitchen?”

Hearing the words “Boss Quan,” Quan Tianqi frowned, “You can call me by my name.”

After pondering for a while, Xi An’an asked, “Quan Tianqi, where is the kitchen?”

“Do you have any problem with me?”

“Huh?” Xi An’an shook her head, “No, not at all.”

Quan Tianqi, “Then why are you calling me by my full name?”

“…”

How was she supposed to respond to that?

She cleared her throat and tentatively called out, “Tianqi?”

Quan Tianqi’s brows relaxed, “The kitchen is over here, come with me.”

After speaking, he led the way with the shopping bag in hand.

Xi An’an hurriedly followed, the sooner she finished cooking, the sooner she could leave.

Looking at the spotless kitchen, Xi An’an was even more certain that the man in front of her had never cooked before, as even the packaging for the bowls and utensils was intact.

Xi An’an rolled up her sleeves, washed her hands, and then methodically started placing the items from the shopping bag into the refrigerator.

Quan Tianqi caught a glimpse of the white sweater on her and his gaze flickered slightly, as he turned around looking for an apron in the kitchen.

However, he forgot one thing: in a kitchen that was usually just for show, where would there be such a thing as an apron?

Quan Tianqi frowned, he had forgotten to buy an apron at the Supermarket.

“Why don’t you go and sit outside for a bit, I’ll call you when the food’s ready.” After putting things away, Xi An’an said.

Just as Quan Tianqi was about to speak, the sound of a phone vibrating came from outside.

“Just holler if you need anything.” After giving her instructions, he turned and walked out.

The moment he left, Xi An’an instantly felt a sense of relief.

In the living room, when Quan Tianqi got a call from Jian Tianlin, he pinched the bridge of his nose, “I’m not coming home for dinner tonight, let Mom know as well.”

“Really, Seventeen? It’s the weekend, and you usually get home before I do during the week. What’s up today?” Jian Tianlin lay on the couch, a cunning light flickering in his eyes.

“Eat your food.” Quan Tianqi said flatly, “Remember, your name is Nineteen, not Gossip.”

“…”

Damn, he really wanted to smack someone.

“Tianqi, do you eat spicy food?”

The crisp voice came from the kitchen and also reached Jian Tianlin’s ears.

“Wow, Seventeen, looks like you’ve got a date with a beautiful lady.” Jian Tianlin sat up, his eyes sparkling.

Quan Tianqi’s lips twitched slightly, “Hanging up now.”

He promptly hung up the phone and then headed to the kitchen.

“Can you handle spicy food?” Xi An’an poked her head out from the kitchen, her waterfall-like hair tied in a ponytail that swayed with her movements.

Quan Tianqi’s eyes deepened, “A little spicy is fine.”

“OK!”

Xi An’an clearly looked like someone who cooked often; her wrist flicked expertly as she tossed the food in the pan.

Quan Tianqi leaned against the door frame, watching her stir-fry, the flames reflecting on her fair little face, her eyes and eyebrows sparkling with an enchanting smile that dazzled his sight.

Right then, his phone started ringing again.

He glanced at the caller ID and a line creased his forehead.

When did this guy become so nosy?

He took the phone and stepped outside to answer, “Nineteen, are you asking for a beating?”

“Seventeen, I just heard it all, are you hiding a beauty in a golden house or what?” Jian Tianlin teased, “Have you got that sweet girl cooking for you already?”

“Mind your own business.” Quan Tianqi retorted, glancing occasionally in the direction of the kitchen, “Eat your food and keep your big mouth shut.”

Jian Tianlin snorted, just about to throw more jabs when the call got disconnected again.

“Dudu…”

Damn it, the guy hung up on him again. Presence of the opposite sex, absence of humanity, huh.

Jian Tianlin was frustrated.