The thin blanket is not for cover, nor is it wide. Ji Weiwei was draped in her body like a shawl, and could only cover her shoulders and back, covering half of her small buttocks wrapped in pink lace underwear. The remaining half was faintly visible with the rhythm of her walking, graceful and seductive. The two snow-white straight thighs below attracted Anyang's gaze, showing her youthfulness.

Anyang smiled, got up and half lying on the bed, leaning against the soft backrest behind him, revealing half of his strong chest.

With a wave of his hand, the curtains were pulled open.

The morning light suddenly shot into the room, a golden-red sun hanging on the edge of the city, and thousands of lights that passed through the distant space were trying to disperse the morning mist of winter. I still couldn't feel the warmth, but it was still warm.

Anyang narrowed his eyes slightly.

It was a good weather today!

The city has awakened. There are young men and women in sportswear running by the river in Fucheng. Most of the girls have great figures. There are elderly people doing exercises on public fitness equipment. There are couples holding hands and carrying vegetable baskets and walking slowly along the river. It seems that the pace of life is very comfortable.

But the bridge was somewhat congested with vehicles still reminding people that this is a modern metropolis. The sound of whistles cut through the morning mist and spread far away, and it was transmitted through the window into Anyang ears.

Anyang took a deep breath, and the quilt came from the faint smell of Ji Weiwei's body, which smelled very warm and soft.

After looking at the room for a while, he got up too.

When I lifted the quilt, the blood stains on the fingernail were still slightly smaller. The light blue sheet with small stars were actually very eye-catching. There were also some mottled spots around that were not easy to see with the naked eye, like some traces left after drying up.

Ji Weiwei is the kind of girl who gritted her teeth and cried out in pain at the beginning, but soon stopped the pain and shed little blood.

This also made Anyang feel much more worried.

When I walked out with my clothes, there was a sensation of water coming from the bathroom. I could see a vague graceful figure through the frosted glass, and Anyang didn't look at it much.

I opened the refrigerator and glanced at it. There were some ingredients. It didn’t matter if I didn’t have one. There were still a lot of things in my carry-on space.

Anyang is preparing to make her breakfast with his own hands.

Well, after Ji Weiwei fell asleep last night, he was not asleep. Just as he was deducing Selik, he received a message from Comrade Xiaoqian.

Comrade Xiaoqian specifically reminded him that girls will definitely feel a little subtle after the first time, even if Ji Weiwei has a deep relationship with him, it will be the case. Let him get up early and be nice to Ji Weiwei, and don’t let her feel that she is neglected or not valued enough.

An Yang silently described his wife's care, but it was obvious that he would do it.

Soon, Ji Weiwei finished taking a shower, changed into clean clothes and walked out. While wiping her hair with a pink dry hair towel, she shook her nose. She saw a few breakfasts on Anyang, who was busy in the kitchen and the table.

She opened her mouth slightly, a little dazed.

"I'll go..."

At this time, Ji Weiwei stepped on a pair of sandals and hurriedly ran over with a small step, and looked at the kitchen with a head and a head.

Anyang knew what she was doing without turning around, and he turned around with a funny look: "What are you looking at?"

"Wow! You can still cook!" Ji Weiwei stared at him with an incredible look on her face. "If I hadn't seen you work in the kitchen, I would have thought that the food on that table was all created by you!"

"Change? I don't have that great ability yet!"

"Hmm? Are you not a great god?" Ji Weiwei stared at him blankly, and at the same time she couldn't help but glance into the pot.

"Please, is it very troublesome to convert mass and energy? Conversely, it is even more troublesome to convert energy into matter! Is it good to have some physical knowledge..." An Yang said contemptuously, putting the fried pork ribs on both sides of the fried golden but fresh and tender tenderloin on the plate, and the plate was spread a few paper-thin pancakes.

"Guru." Ji Weiwei swallowed.

"Didn't it be that Sister Xiaoqian cook for you when you are with Sister Xiaoqian? I remember you didn't know how to cook before. When did you master the skills?"

"I just learned it, genius, learn it once!" Anyang handed the plate to Ji Weiwei, "Get the table!"

Ji Weiwei cooperated and grabbed a piece of burnt and tender tenderloin with her fingers and stuffed it into her mouth. The spice flavor mainly consisted of pepper penetrated into the meat. The rest only had a little salt smell, but it made her squint her eyes.

"Yeah! It's delicious..."

"...Hurry up and take the table!" Anyang said speechlessly.

Ji Weiwei picked up another piece and put it into her mouth, then ignored him and turned around and left: "I have gone to change my slippers!"

Anyang: “…”

He had no choice but to throw the plate away, and suddenly it seemed like there was a transparent slide belt. The plate of tenderloin slid forward steadily until it fell gently to the table and next to the other plates of breakfast.

Ji Weiwei, who had not yet walked away, was very impressive!

She said: "If your An Group goes bankrupt in the future and can't afford to eat, go to the street to make tricks, you will definitely make a lot of money. Maybe you can become the world's top magician!"

"If I can't afford to eat in the future, I will attack the United States. Do you believe it if I destroy the United States alone?"

"Blow you!"

"Go and change your shoes quickly!"

"..." Ji Weiwei gave him a blank look, walked back to the room to change the sandals into fleece slippers, and went to wash her hands. It just so happened that the breakfast in Anyang was ready.

She held the chair open and couldn't wait to sit down, glanced at the table, and swallowed again.

The food on the table is rich.

In addition to the pancakes filled with golden tenderloin slices, there is also a basket of crystal clear shrimp soup buns, a plate of fried dumplings and a portion of mushroom chicken porridge. The aroma fills the room, making Ji Weiwei saliva.

"Wow, how did you make it? These things can't be made in such a short time?"

"On average people can't get it out, I can..."

"Look at you're so proud!" Ji Weiwei gave him a blank look, picked up a fried dumpling and put it in her mouth, and her lips and teeth immediately left a fragrance, "You can make such an ordinary fried dumpling so delicious, did you invite the God of Food to possess it?"

"Yes." Anyang thought casually.

"Wuwuwuwuwu, Lord God of Food will make my taste tricks!"

"You are thinking too much, Lord God of Food is high. Do you think it is your exclusive cook? Besides, how can a person as lazy as me go to the kitchen every day!" An Yang said.

"Then why did you suddenly remember it today?"

An Yang hesitated for a while, took out his cell phone and read the text message that Comrade Xiaoqian sent him to Ji Weiwei: "Here, but don't think about it. If you don't have this, I will do it for you!"

Ji Weiwei ignored him. After reading the text message, she smacked her lips and said, "If you can find a girl like Sister Xiaoqian as your girlfriend, you will definitely save the world in your life!"

Anyang: “…”

After breakfast soon, Ji Weiwei's stomach was bulging and she didn't want to move, but she took the initiative to wash the dishes.

Anyang was about to see her wash dishes, but suddenly he heard a cold voice, and his smile suddenly solidified on his face.

The selected person will enter the mission world in twenty-four hours, please be prepared.

Anyang pulled the corner of his mouth and his eyes were slightly condensed.

"Um?"

"I'm going to choose this opportunity..."

He sat back on the chair, and after Ji Weiwei finished washing the dishes and wiped her hands, he said helplessly: "Viwei, I just received the notice and I have to leave in 24 hours."

"Ah? Where to go?" Ji Weiwei was stunned, and then quickly realized, "Oh, twenty-four hours later?"

"Well..." An Yang's face looked a little bad.

"So accurate?" Ji Weiwei said in a daze, her face full of goodness. "This is also a notification. What should I use to notify you? Call or send text messages? QQ or WeChat? Email? Or the dialog box that pops up in the novel?"

“…Did you put the point wrong?”

"Oh." Ji Weiwei nodded and waved her hand again, "Okay, okay, let's go, I'm fine, not that delicate or so stingy, I'm past that age long ago!"

"Speak as if you are old..."

"Hmm? What did you say to me?"

"Ahem, you are young and beautiful, and have a good figure. The most important thing is... it's very moist!" Anyang said hurriedly.

"You're going to die!" Ji Weiwei's face turned red again, she raised her fist and hit him in the chest, but the force was soft, and the white and tender fist was also soft.

Anyang left her house in the afternoon.

When he returned to the small villa, he actually found Huang Lan learning embroidery from Xiaoqian in the living room. Although his clumsy appearance was really funny, he still surprised him.

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