The study room has a large windowsill, which is very modern in design, but it has a classical flavor in material and color. When Comrade Xiaoqian gradually began to adapt to modern life, she laid a layer of tatami on the windowsill, which was very soft. Once a person sat on it, he would sink, so that the windowsill could almost sleep as a bed, and both of them could lie on it, and they would sleep very comfortably.

Comrade Xiaoqian was sitting on the windowsill, leaning against the crimson wooden window frame, holding a book in his hand, and looking at it. His long hair poured down from his shoulders, covering half of his body and the books in his hand. His slender and symmetrical legs were crossed and placed flat on the windowsill, and a cup of oolong tea with a faint heat was placed next to it. White smoke rose up, reflecting her very beautiful and focused expression.

Outside the window is the bright summer sunshine and the green branches and leaves of the trees, one by one, spreading it casually, shining in a wisp of irregular shapes, shining on the windowsill, shining on the long hair pouring down the side, on the beautiful and focused face, and on the white book paper, everything blurred.

This picture is very casual, but it reflects the flavor of literature and classics everywhere. If you take a photo of a mirrorless photo, you don’t even need to be processed in the post-processing process. It’s a pity that no photographer can enjoy such an honor.

Xiaoqian read it carefully for a moment and had a clear understanding of the magic of the mainland of China. But when she looked at such a book, she felt a strange feeling in her heart. After tossing and turning, she always felt that something was missing.

Until I suddenly remembered.

A pricing is missing!

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but pat her head, and then used her fingers to put a few strands of hair that were slightly blocking her vision back behind her ears, and a helpless smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Sure enough, after staying with his husband for a long time, his thinking began to become a little closer to him. He was not serious all day long. How could he have such strange thoughts?

But Anyang was very busy at this time!

Very serious busyness!

He began to call Liao Heng and Shen Chaowen to learn about the recent developments in the political and commercial aspects of the An family system in the real world. Of course, the main reason is to tell them that he was back, otherwise he would not show up for a month or speak out. If he just asked Xiaoqian to help deal with the matter, it would be a bit deterrent.

After all, these people are still loyal to themselves and under their control, and are only loyal to themselves and under their control. If they cannot come back in other worlds one day, most of the binding force of the badge will be lost. These are undoubtedly a group of capable and ambitious people. No one suppresses them. They may be really going to cause trouble.

After hanging up the phone, Anyang pushed open the door of the study and saw Comrade Xiaoqian who was concentrating on studying at a glance. He walked over and Xiaoqian immediately moved in with a sense to make a seat for him.

So the two sat together on the windowsill, shoulder to shoulder. The wind outside the window blew in, lifting up Comrade Xiaoqian's hair, slamming it on his neck and arms, and itchy with a faint and gentle voice, beginning to tell the story of the Taoist magic and magic of Shenzhou.

The afternoon passed soon.

In the evening, he went to the rooftop again, waving the night breeze to cool off, telling his interesting experiences in China, what he saw and heard, and occasionally using a few more gorgeous or shocking spells. The radiance of the woman's cheeks made her cheeks look particularly delicate.

...

Anyang didn't know how long he could stay in the real world this time, so he was a little rushed. For example, he kept his promise today and taught Xiaoqian's magic carefully. He had to meet Liao Heng and Shen Chaowen tomorrow, and also meet some military and political leaders who held great power.

Time flies and the weekend.

Anyang got Huang Lan a civilian armored vehicle as promised. It was a larger and domineering Knight Fifteen, who was a Hummer and a more domineering license plate that no one dared to check, and has been added to the Jinguancheng traffic red list.

Of course, he could not sit idly by and watch Huang Lan do whatever he wants. Before that, he would find someone to teach Huang Lan how to drive.

In fact, the three fairies are not very fun. After all, they are cultivators and are used to practicing quietly alone in the mainland. However, after finally coming to the real world, Anyang could never let them practice all day long or watch boring TV series. So he found a woman who was weak and short, had a very well-behaved face and looked easy to bully and took them to play everywhere.

From amusement parks, video game cities, museums, underground black boxing stations, to playing games, eating snacks, racing, gliding, and even small fixed-wing propellers can be arranged specifically for them to experience the fun of flying...

In short, as long as Anyang instructs them, they are like playing a cracked version of the game in Yizhou Province. There is nothing that cannot be played, there is no place that cannot be visited, there is endless money, and free navigation, and no one dares to provoke them.

After a few days, except for Xiaochan, who was too alert, Rabbit Spirit and Huang Lan had a great time.

But Xiaochan is just so mentally, she is very satisfied. She has experienced so much in the past few days and seen so much, and she is very happy to see Huang Lan and the rabbit spirit, so she is also happy, but she just won’t show it.

Anyang chose a time to make an appointment with Ji Weiwei, and casually found a barbecue stall on the street. He took advantage of the light of the street light to start picking up skewers, and ordered a few bottles of cold beer to eliminate the heat of summer.

After sipping it down, it seemed like I was back to my first time when I was a student. At that time, the most casual thing was to sipping skewers at the traffic on the street, drinking cold beer sips at each gulp, sometimes shouting loudly, and sometimes chatting peacefully for a while. In short, this is a very pleasant pastime.

I remember that at that time, whether with classmates or friends, Ji Weiwei would always accompany him, whether eating, drinking, or taking care of him who was drunk. It was not until later that he fell in love that the people who accompanied him in the night market changed Jiang Xinrou. The group of fools were drunk and staring at Jiang Xinrou slowly, and then muttered with alcohol, why did Ji Weiwei suddenly feel like she had changed a lot?

Now, it has been two years since graduation.

It's all the past, so I won't mention it anymore.

When Ji Weiwei sat down and waited for the skewers, she couldn't help asking: "Why didn't your Xiaoqian come with you?"

Anyang touched his nose: "Uh, she has something to do, she didn't come."

Ji Weiwei was stunned and asked with some concern: "She isn't she unhappy, are you and I coming out so late?"

Anyang waved his hand: "Don't think too much, she is much more generous than you imagined. Well, you can't even dare to think about it!"

Ji Weiwei was stunned again, with an ambiguous look on her face, and she winked at him and asked, "I can't even think about it. How generous is that? Can you indulge you to float outside with colorful flags, like that sister Xueer?"

Anyang's face immediately turned dark, as ugly as if he had eaten shit, but he did not answer.

He remembered that when he went out today, he told Xiaoqian that he wanted to pull her out together, but Xiaoqian smiled ambiguously, blinked at him playfully, raised the book in his hand and said that he would work hard to learn magic. At that moment, he was extremely embarrassed.

As embarrassing as it is now!

The night is not deep enough now, and the business of the midnight snack stall is not very good, so the skewers come particularly quickly. After a few words of conversation, the skewers covered with cumin and chili were brought to them, and they exuded a more attractive aroma than many delicacies.

Ji Weiwei started to act once she had a disagreement. She was extremely casual. She was a type of person who could not eat fat. No matter how she ate junk food, she was so thin. Of course, this also caused a fatal flaw.

Small breasts!

Ji Weiwei stuffed the skewers into her mouth while looking at Anyang. She suddenly frowned, as if she remembered something, and chewed the barbecue and asked in a vague way: "Why haven't you been tanned in Africa?"

Anyang was helpless. He was prepared for this question and naturally refuted: "Why do you think Africa is all on the equator and there are also places with good environments?"

Ji Weiwei nodded: "Yes, I just haven't seen you for a month. I feel like you have changed a lot."

Anyang said calmly: "I know that it mainly depends on my temperament. Now I am a dragon and a phoenix among people and a red rabbit among horses. Of course, my temperament is different from before. You actually brought me to such a place to eat skewers. I am really not worthy of my identity!"

"You have a bad identity. When you were holding noodles with your aunt and squatting on the street, you were destined to eat. You can only eat no more than ten yuan on the street in your life. For example, this skewers are all merciful to me, which will improve your life!" Ji Weiwei sneered without mercy, and then picked up the beer beer beer beside her, "Come on, stop talking nonsense, cheers!"

Anyang had no choice but to raise his glass and drank it all, but found that the girl had only taken a sip. He could not even see any signs of sinking in the liquid in the glass, and it was just wet his lower lips.

"...You are too shameless, aren't you?"

"What do you know? This goddess is a girl and she looks so beautiful. What if you drink too much and you have bad intentions to me?"

"...I don't care about your flat breasts, no matter how beautiful you are. But then again, if I wanted to make ill plans to you, I would have tricked you into the small study when my parents were not at home!"

"Hiss, I actually said that my breasts are small, but where is it small? It's just right in size. Damn, you poked the pain point of this goddess. No matter how much, it's hard to calm the anger in my Goddess!"

As he said that, he had another cup.

Anyang didn't mind. With his current physique and Taoist practice, he could completely ignore alcohol. Just to make Ji Weiwei feel accomplished, he still had to pretend that he was unhappy and had difficulty drinking, which was a bit of a test of his acting skills.

"Boss, let's have another serving of crayfish!"

"Okay, I'll fry it for you right away!"

"Wait, let's have two more cans of Jiaduobao, it's chilled."

"Okay, right now!"

The two of them chatted while eating and drinking, and soon felt full.

Until this time, Ji Weiwei only drank one bottle of beer, and the rest drank all of them. Even so, her face was a little flushed with the amount of alcohol she poured up to three bottles, which made her beautiful face look even more charming. If it were an ordinary person, she would definitely not be able to take her to the hotel while she was drunk, but then again, ordinary people would not see her drunk.

She came over and grabbed Anyang's hand, just as she had ever been.

"Let's go and go to the night market. I haven't visited it again after graduating from college. I really miss you a little. Hey, do you think that little girl who sells card is still under the sycamore tree?"

"You'll know when you go and have a look."

Anyang said gently, and had already walked forward first and let her hang behind him, which was equivalent to dragging her away.

As for the past, it was quite far away to think about it. It should be the age when I and Jiang Xinrou were before, or even longer, that young age, I knew nothing or pretended not to understand. After all, only in this way can I have such a reason to have a shy contact.

Tonight, Ji Weiwei was wearing a plaid shirt, very simple color, blue low-waisted jeans underneath, and black sneakers on her feet. She looked very youthful, energetic, and had a faint literary atmosphere. In addition, Ji Weiwei looked about 20 years old, so at first glance, many people would probably regard it as a college student at school.

Such a more figure-showed outfit also makes the body look petite because it is too thin and makes people feel even weaker, giving people the feeling that if you don’t catch her, she will be blown away by the wind immediately.

Yizhou people are delicious. Most of the night markets are full of snacks, which are fragrant. Even though both of them have already skewers, they can't help but buy some snacks while walking, and buy a glass of water and hold it in their hands while walking, feeling the feeling of college.

Suddenly, a scream came from behind them, as if with some uncertainty.

"Ji Weiwei?"

Anyang and Ji Weiwei turned around at the same time, and saw a young man standing behind and looking at them. There were a few people standing next to him, like friends who were having fun with him. The man's expression was a little surprised. Seeing that it was Ji Weiwei, his face became a little unpleasant.

At this time, Ji Weiwei was still holding Anyang's arm.

"Luo Shihao?"

Ji Weiwei's tone was also a little surprised.

The man looked at her holding An Yang's arm and smiled far-fetchedly. Although it was not directly held, this intimate action was not much different from that of a couple. Moreover, they also went shopping together at night. It can be seen that Ji Weiwei had also drunk some wine. How could this happen to someone who was not very close? The three points added up basically prove their relationship.

Luo Shihao looked at Anyang, smiled and asked Ji Weiwei, "Is this your boyfriend?"

Ji Weiwei frowned and asked directly: "What's wrong? Is there anything wrong?"

There was no objection or admission that it was like this from high school where I first started in love to college. Anyang would always be the shield for Ji Weiwei to not want to have a boyfriend, and the same is true this time.

Luo Shihao's face looked a little ugly and said, "It's nothing, it's pretty good. Then you guys keep going. By the way, there seems to be a place where the event is very lively. You can go and have a look."

Ji Weiwei said oh, and forced Anyang to leave without saying much to him.

When he walked to the dimly lit river, Anyang asked, "Is that a colleague from your company?"

Ji Weiwei nodded: "Well, I know the same department as me in the past, but I don't have much friendship."

Anyang smiled: "But they don't think so!"

Ji Weiwei gave him a blank look: "It seems like you discovered the charm of this goddess on the first day. I am not afraid to tell you that those who pursue me can always line up from Wutong Road to Nansheng Street. I still disdain for them!"

Anyang touched his nose and had experience. When Ji Weiwei was proud, the best way to deal with it was to ignore her.
Chapter completed!