Chapter 119: Are You Doing It on Purpose?

Chapter 119: Are You Doing It on Purpose?

When Jian Li came out after washing his hands, he saw the utter chaos in the living room.

Luo Wudi had grabbed Zhou Nan by the collar, exposing his collarbone and much of his chest.

Yuan Feng was chasing Shi Huayi as if he were doing a parkour routine, shouting, "Just one bite, let me see the tooth marks!"

"What’s happening here?" Jian Li leaned toward Huo Xiao and asked in a low voice.

Huo Xiao took off his apron, a smile playing on his lips. "They might be trying to conduct an on-site inspection."

"What wine are you drinking? Dry white to pair with the seafood?"

Jian Li said, "You handle it."

Finally, it was time to eat, and the Feud Squad took their seats.

Shi Huayi was panting as he glared at Yuan Feng. "Are you a police dog? Wherever Sister Hong points, you strike?"

"No," Yuan Feng scratched his head awkwardly. "I was just curious."

Zhou Nan instinctively pulled up his collar again.

He thought, Damn it,

Who are you to call someone a dog?!

If he hadn’t bitten so hard, would Sister Hong have noticed?!

Huo Xiao opened a bottle of dry white and poured a glass for everyone. "Everyone, try my cooking."

Jian Li glanced at the dining table and immediately swallowed.

Steamed Australian rock lobster, garlic-flavored crayfish, vermicelli scallops, scallion oil abalone, and a few home-cooked dishes covered the entire table.

The dishes were plentiful, colorful, and fragrant, making them look very appetizing.

He hurriedly picked up a piece of lobster, put it in his mouth, and his eyes lit up. "Hmm! Delicious!"

"Help yourself to more if you like it," Huo Xiao, wearing gloves, started peeling the shrimp and put them all in Jian Li's plate. "Try this."

Luo Xiaohong took a sip of the dry white, then, unsatisfied, downed the whole glass.

She turned to see Huo Xiao peeling shrimp and tutted twice. "Now you’re trying to be a model boyfriend?"

"Sorry, I’ve been neglecting everyone," Huo Xiao took off his gloves and raised his glass. "I hope you all visit often."

With the clinking of glasses, Luo Wudi shouted, "If you’re a real man, finish your drink!"

"Ah?" Yuan Feng looked over in surprise. "Sister Hong, aren't you a woman?"

Luo Wudi glanced at him. "I’ll finish it, that's why I’m telling you."

Shi Huayi looked miserable. "Sister Hong, this is dry white. It’s meant to be savored."

"I did savor it, it’s especially good, especially suitable for chugging," Luo Wudi glanced over. "What? Are you afraid?"

Shi Huayi quickly denied, "What am I afraid of? I’ll finish it."

Thus, before they had eaten much, several bottles of dry white wine had already been emptied.

Before they knew it, night had fallen, and the city's lights were beginning to shine.

The city was enveloped in a kaleidoscope of neon lights.

It was beautiful, bustling, but unreal.

The dining table was a chaotic scene, with everyone looking completely intoxicated.

There was no difference between filming a variety show and executing a mission. The undercover four-person group with special identities were always on high alert and never overindulged in alcohol.

However, a private gathering was different. Once they relaxed, it was easy to lose control, especially with a heavy drinker urging them on...

"I can't drink anymore, Sister Hong. I need to take a cab home later," Yuan Feng said, lying on the table and waving his hand.

"That's nothing. Your Brother Yi hasn't even gotten serious yet," Luo Wudi remarked, smirking.

"What? Who called me?" Shi Huayi looked up, dazed.

Zhou Nan pressed him back down. "Just go to sleep, will you?"

Luckily, with Sister Hong keeping him under control, this guy wouldn't cause any trouble.

"Nan Nan, take me back to the dorm, please. I'm about to puke," Shi Huayi mumbled, dazedly wrapping his arms around Zhou Nan's waist.

Zhou Nan frowned. "Oh no, don't puke on my pants, please. Come on, let's go to the bathroom!"

Noticing that three of them were already "out," Luo Wudi turned her attention to the other two, who seemed relatively composed.

Jian Li was busy devouring the food. "So delicious," he mumbled.

"Bro Xiao, your cooking is amazing," he added.

"Who taught you to cook like this?"

He had also drunk quite a bit, his skin flushed pink, the color spreading down to his neck, making his skin look even more delicate.

Huo Xiao stared at him intently. "Next time, I've got more signature dishes."

The two of them seemed cut off from the rest of the world, with no one able to break into their space.

It was quite a picturesque scene.

Luo Wudi sighed, put her glass down on the table, and grabbed Yuan Feng by the collar. "I'll take him home first. You two continue eating."

Jian Li looked up in surprise. "Leaving already? I'm not full yet."

Luo Wudi pointed at Yuan Feng, who could barely keep his eyes open. "I'm taking him home."

At that moment, Zhou Nan and Shi Huayi returned from the bathroom. "We're leaving too. Let's get together again next time."

Jian Li, still chewing on a piece of scallop, said indistinctly, "I'll stay behind and wrap things up. No one will care if I stay the night."

Luo Wudi, holding Yuan Feng, didn't turn around, just waved his hand.

“Cough cough, I'm not staying overnight!” Jian Li hurriedly explained, but choked instead.

Huo Xiao immediately handed him the cup, “Have some wine to help it go down.”

Jian Li took a big gulp, then felt something was off, “...”

Shouldn't you be giving me water instead?

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The dining area suddenly fell silent, the air thick with an ambiguous and lingering atmosphere.

Even Jian Li, a self-proclaimed foodie, wasn’t oblivious to the tension.

He finished the plate of crawfish, wiped his mouth with a napkin, “Maybe I should also...”

Before he could finish, his eyes caught sight of his sweatpants. “Did I get some oil on them?”

Huo Xiao looked down and smiled, “Probably got it while shelling the crawfish. I’ll go change, wait up for me.”

He got up and left, and Jian Li waved, “Ah, I won't wait...”

But Huo Xiao didn’t give him a chance to speak, his long legs quickly carrying him into the bedroom.

Noticing there was still half the crawfish left, Jian Li decided to eat a bit more.

About ten minutes later, Huo Xiao came out of the bedroom.

Jian Li casually looked up and froze, “Have you just showered?”

“Yes,” Huo Xiao said while drying his hair, stepping over, “I dislike the smell of oil.

“I’m a bit of a neat freak, I hope that’s not a problem.”

Jian Li, “...No problem.”

His face flushed, and he lowered his head.

It must be said, Huo Xiao’s figure was indeed exceptional,

tall and well-built, narrow waist and broad shoulders, his sweatpants loosely tied, revealing a hint of his V-line.

Jian Li suddenly remembered the photo that was sent by mistake, his heart racing, “I’m done, I’ll head home first.”

“Alright,” Huo Xiao said, gathering the dishes to take to the kitchen, “Need me to send you off?”

Seeing this, Jian Li felt embarrassed again, “You're going to wash the dishes?”

“Do you need help?”

“No need, I can handle it myself.”

Huo Xiao smiled, turned to the kitchen, placing the dishes in the sink.

Moving too quickly, he accidentally bumped into Jian Li, “Hey, the dish!”

Luckily, they were near the sink, and with a quick move, he tossed the dish into the sink.

When they looked up again, they found themselves in Huo Xiao's embrace.

A cold, lingering fragrance wafted into their nostrils, in stark contrast to his scorching body temperature.

The intimate contact caused Jian Li to swallow slowly.

Immediately afterward, they heard a magnetic, husky voice whisper in their ear,

"Were you... intentional?"