The softness and warmth on his face seemed to have not yet left, and the position he was touched was still numb, but Ji Weiwei's hand holding his collar suddenly pushed him back two steps.

An Yangneng clearly saw Ji Weiwei's nervous and slightly flushed cheeks, then

"Bang!"

The door was closed heavily by her.

Anyang stood at the door and stared at Maoyan helplessly. He knew that the girl was pressing against Maoyan and looking at him without blinking, so he waved his hand: "I'm leaving, you can rest early."

The feeling of turning around and peeping still exists.

An Yang smiled at the corner of his mouth, touched the soft and soft position on his cheeks, and walked out of here.

At least he knows now

He was very happy with such a fact.

Going downstairs, turning around, smiling at a figure on the balcony upstairs, waved his hand, looked up at the sky where they had been sitting for a day, and then roared into the sky like an arrow stabbing into the night sky.

The cold wind slashed across his face, poured in from the collar, and then poured out from the hem of the laces, or oozed out from the material of the clothes, which seemed to finally make him clearer.

Otherwise... Anyang's old heart would be a little excited.

I soon arrived at the hill, and the villa was still brightly lit, like the only pearl in the darkness, illuminating the entire mountain.

Anyang landed and still walked in through the main entrance. Comrade Xiaoqian sat on the sofa waiting for him without surprise, and showed a soft smile as soon as he saw him.

"I thought my husband wouldn't come back."

"Don't you wait here for a day if you don't come back?"

"I can do it if I don't sleep."

"How could I bear it!" An Yang walked over and pressed his hands on her shoulders, "Besides, how could it be that fast!"

"Are you fast? It's been twenty years." Comrade Xiaoqian said, turning his head and taking out a gray scarf from the side, wrapping him around his neck with his own hands. Then he looked carefully at Anyang, who looked particularly tall after wearing a long down jacket and wrapped it with a scarf. After an instant, he smiled knowingly, "Good-looking!"

Then she said, "My husband looks very good, and his eyes and eyebrows are filled with joy. And judging from what my husband said just now, today with Miss Weiwei should be very smooth, right?"

Anyang turned to face the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room. Because it was dark outside, the window could reflect his whole body. He tidied up the scarf on his neck with his hands, which was very soft: "She said she should think about it."

"Then it's not bad."

“Not necessarily.”

"Husband... your expression betrays you."

"Uh..." An Yang looked helpless and turned to her, "You look very happy."

"I'm happy if my husband is happy."

"You will make me feel guilty."

"Is that right?" Comrade Xiaoqian pursed her lips, "I was quite lonely when my husband was not at home. Of course I would be happy if Miss Vivi accompanied me."

"Don't be too happy too early."

"Puchi!" Comrade Xiaoqian covered his mouth and smiled, waved his hand to condense a mirror, "Please forgive me for being unable to pretend anymore. Husband should watch it yourself. After reading it, decide whether to continue quibbling."

Anyang faced the mirror and immediately had nothing to say.

I saw a faint lip mark on his left cheek. If you don’t look carefully, you can’t see it at all. You can vaguely see that it was originally very elegant and very aura-like red.

Anyang faces Xiaoqian: "..."

Comrade Xiaoqian didn't say anything, and leaned forward and gently wiped off the lips. While rubbing, she said, "Miss Vivi's skin is very white and her lips look very good. It's great to apply lipstick of this color, especially in winter."

"Didn't it be popular to use a kind of red paper as lipstick in your era? When you get married, you should pursed your lips." Anyang teased, "Why are you doing this so well with lipstick now?"

"Nonsense!" Xiaoqian gave him a blank look and explained, "Paper was quite expensive in our era. How could it be that paper was used for lipstick? My husband probably watched too many TV series. In fact, we would use a cosmetic made of flowers called "red and blue" to make lipstick, also called swallow branches or rouge. It has various types, which can be applied to the face, called facial fat, or can be applied to the lips with fingers, called mouth fat, and mouth fat is probably the same as the lipstick now."

"I've gained knowledge." Anyang said.

Comrade Xiaoqian smiled again: "Let's take a break, my husband can lie on the bed and tell me what happened today, I'm curious!"

"good!"

Anyang turned around and looked at his new scarf, then took it off and folded it, took it in his hand and headed upstairs.

At this moment, his cell phone rang.

"Didi..."

The same sound as the default ringtone of the computer version of QQ, it is obviously the system is naughty again.

Comrade Xiaoqian, who was walking behind him, immediately tiptoed and raised his chin and looked at him: "Is it a message sent by Miss Vivi? I want to read it too!"

Anyang immediately smiled. It was rare that Xiaoqian was so naughty, so she opened her phone and handed it to the side so that both of them could see it.

Comrade Xiaoqian put one hand on his shoulder, lifted up the long hair in his ear with the other, and looked at his phone seriously.

I saw a passage written on it

"You know that no matter what your identity is, I will always be with you."

Anyang looked at the screen for a moment and walked up a few ladders in silence before saying to Xiaoqian like a joke: "If that girl knew that she was so stingy, she would definitely be in bad shape!"

Xiaoqian said, "I will pretend not to know."

Anyang smiled, walked up the stairs, entered the room, and the bathroom was filled with hot air. It was obvious that Xiaoqian had already put water for him.

After taking a shower, the two of them lay side by side on the bed.

Anyang talked to her about her experience today, and Comrade Xiaoqian listened silently. The quilt just covered her plump and smooth breasts, but it still exposed a piece of snow-white skin.

It took her a long time to ask, "Have Miss Vivi never fallen in love with anyone else in so many years?"

"No." An Yang shook his head.

"It's so deep in love." Comrade Xiaoqian smiled, "I will assist you well. If my husband is happy, it's okay to grab any female fairy into the bed. I'll be responsible for laying my hands."

“…Where are all the words I learned!”

"I learned it from Sister Huang Lan."

"Sleep, sleep."

"Um."

The lights went out and the room suddenly became dark.

The next day's light blew in through the window very early, but the weather this morning was far less than yesterday. It was foggy outside, especially the hills, which were completely white.

The cold temperature outside penetrated through the window, making the quilt more warm and precious. So Anyang only looked up and turned over again, hugged Comrade Xiaoqian's smooth body and continued to lie on the bed.

Finally, Comrade Xiaoqian broke away from his ties, got up and made a breakfast, then brought a portion into the bedroom, and gave him a very good breakfast on the bed. It was not until the end that he said, "Get up when you are full. Remember to go to Miss Vivi after washing up, and make a blacksmith while it's hot!"

Anyang was pulled up helplessly.

He was originally planning to handle the first order of the arms company himself, but was forced to go and find Ji Weiwei.

So Ji Weiwei finally saw a light of dawn on her long journey of love, and took another day off and played with him in Jinguan City without caring about anything.

The sky gradually faded and Jinguan Market was foggy again.

The streets were blurred by white fog, and the car lights that were farther away and the street lights that were lit up in advance became hazy. Anyang and Ji Weiwei stood by the roadside, waiting side by side for the traffic lights.

It was not until the lights were on that he grabbed Ji Weiwei's hand and walked forward: "Be careful of the car!"

Unexpectedly, Ji Weiwei gave him a blank look, raised her hand that was caught by him and said, "This is the trick I taught you in college. In order to help you pick up Jiang Xinrou, I didn't expect that one day you actually used this goddess!"

After a pause, she put her hand down again and asked, "Is this considered a self-bound?"

"What do you think?" An Yang said.

Ji Weiwei hushed and didn't say anything.

Anyway, Anyang looked like I wouldn't let go no matter what you said, and she didn't want Anyang to let go.

He kept going upstairs and sent her home.

Anyang entered the room and sat casually on the sofa in her living room. He took out some excellently packaged bottles and jars out of thin air and put them on the coffee table, saying, "These are some things I have got for you to prolong life, keep youthful and improve physical fitness. This is something I can eat every night. If you can't eat these two together, you should eat this glass bottle first..."

Ji Weiwei leaned against the wall opposite him, listening to his longing expressionlessly. Seeing him putting the strange and different bottles and jars into several piles in different styles, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth: "How can I remember so much? I'll get you a post-it notes, you'll write them and post them on them!"

"Uh...good too!"

Not long after, Ji Weiwei came out of the bedroom, holding a stack of post-it notes and a pen in her hand.

Anyang lay on the coffee table and wrote to her.

Ji Weiwei looked around and asked worriedly: "These things will not have any side effects, right?"

"Don't worry, natural...well, there is no pollution anyway."

“Is that sweet?”

“One is sweet.”

"What about one??? What about the rest?"

"All kinds of tastes are pretty good anyway. I've tasted it for you a little, you have to hold it back." An Yang said without raising his head, "You must know that these things can cause crazy people when they are spreading. Others want to eat them in their dreams. If you dare not eat them, see how I deal with you!"

"…Well, how*'s the one who asked weakly?"

"You will know after you taste it. If it really doesn't work, add sugar, or pinch your nose and swallow it in one bite." An Yang said, "Some of my subordinates are editing a brand new method of practice. You can bear it first. When the result comes out, I will bring you a portion. Then you won't have to eat these things."

"…Bow your head to the evil forces."

Anyang did not answer the conversation, and quickly finished writing the instructions for consumption, threw the pen and said, "Okay, remember to eat on time, I'll go back first."

When he walked to the door, he stopped and turned around, looked at Ji Weiwei who was about to close the door, pointed to his right cheek and said, "Why... another one today?"
Chapter completed!