Chapter 1249 Fierce Deterrence

Anyang sat on the sofa and poured a cup of tea.

Just as he was about to drink, out of the corner of his eye, he saw An You on the opposite side staring at him, frowning.

"The substances contained in tea will affect the digestion of the stomach and prevent the body's absorption of trace elements such as iron. It is said that a considerable number of anemia patients have a history of drinking tea all year round, so it is necessary to drink tea twice before and after meals. It's best not to drink tea for an hour... put the cup down!"

"..." Anyang took a sip before looking at her, "You just froze for so long, did you check the Baidu Encyclopedia in your head?"

"This goddess is so knowledgeable! You still drink!"

"It's all soaked, don't waste it, this is tribute tea."

"There is no tribute tea in this era, it's all slogans made by unscrupulous merchants, and they are specially used to deceive idiots like you who are stupid and rich!" Anyou said disdainfully, then paused, inhaling. He breathed a sigh of relief, "But this tea is quite fragrant. It should be green tea or something, but you can save it for me to pack a cup and bring it to school to drink. This summer is also very hot, clearing heat. "

"..." Anyang was speechless, and put down the cup he took a sip with, "I want to say something, girls can't drink tea when they are on their period, especially green tea."

Anyou blushed slightly and glared at him.

The old god Anyang was sitting there, and suddenly a crisp sound came from the kitchen, which shocked them all.

"What's wrong! The plate... is the plate broken?" Anyou stared at the kitchen.

"Don't, don't bother, don't look over there." Anyang said quickly, "Daoist fellow Huang Lan's self-esteem is so strong that you can't imagine, don't mention this later, we just don't hear it at all."

"Forehead……"

Anyou really lowered her head to play with her mobile phone, but out of the corner of her eye, she could see Huang Lan in the kitchen looking at the living room.

Anyang cleared his throat and asked slowly, "When are you going to class?"

"The second class in the afternoon seems to be at 4 o'clock. I will start from here after 3 o'clock." An You forced herself not to respond to Huang Lan's repeated glances, and said awkwardly. , "It's only two o'clock now..."

Before she could finish speaking, there was another crisp cracking sound.

The corner of Anyang's mouth twitched: "That's porcelain from the imperial kiln!"

"Ah? What are you muttering by yourself?" An You forced the topic, and felt Huang Lan's gaze again.

"No...nothing." Anyang covered his face.

"Crack..."

In the end, Xiao Xue'er couldn't help standing up and said softly, "I'll go and help Sister Huang Lan, or don't talk about bear's paws tonight, there's not even a plate for vegetables."

"Alright." Anyang covered his face.

"I'll go too." An You got up and followed Xiao Xue'er.

When they reached the kitchen door, they were startled.

I saw Xiaochan wearing a small apron and standing on the small bench next to her, looking at Huang Lan next to her. Huang Lan was wearing the apron that Anyang wore before with a large star pattern on the front. The full chest supported the apron in a considerable arc, and the curve of the waist contracted sharply inward. Below is a pair of exaggerated proportions. With long legs, he held a plate in his hand and rinsed it under the faucet.

"Crack..."

She actually broke the plate abruptly! !

Anyou and Xiao Xueer were stunned and looked at each other, with a question in their hearts: Are the dishes in Anyang's house made of some kind of white chocolate or mint?

When Huang Lan found them, he couldn't help turning his head around, holding the plate with a missing mouth in one hand, and holding the missing piece in the other, embarrassed: "Uh, maybe... I used a little more energy. , this... is really too weak."

"..."

After a while, Huang Lan walked out in a dejected manner.

She had taken off her apron, but looked at Anyang helplessly, sat down next to him, and sighed, "Friend Anyang, isn't this king very useless?"

"Why tell the truth?"

"Because I can't even do the little things like washing the dishes, I always thought it was easy."

"That's right, it's really simple."

"But I can't do it well." Huang Lan's expression was helpless and aggrieved, and his tone was low, "Just like this, Sister Xiaoqian still entrusts you to me, I shouldn't be able to do anything."

"It's very possible. That's why I said it a long time ago, I don't need your care at all. At most, let Xiaochan do something that a maid can do!"

"Hey!!" Huang Lan instantly swept away and looked at him with a bad face, while raising his voice, "This king finally put on this posture, is it for you to say this? This king is seeking your comfort. Alright! I think you're quite good at comforting your sister! Even if you don't say that, just say a few words and don't be discouraged, and I'll reluctantly accept it!"

"Oh, that's it." Anyang thought for a moment, then raised his head and said, "The world is like an oversized machine. Before the rules are broken and surpassed, each of us is a part of it, and each of us has his own The role is predestined long ago. Therefore, each race has its own unique advantages and disadvantages. Daoist Huang Lan, you are the king of all beasts, why do you have to force yourself to do this kind of dishwashing? What about work? You see, even if you don’t wash, there will naturally be people who are good at washing dishes, like those two. And you are good at what they can’t match.”

"It makes sense! So I should order the beasts, instead of doing such trivial things that you can't even use force!"

"Yes!"

"But there are no beasts here..."

"Everyone is good at more than one thing."

"What else can I do? Is there anything else I'm good at but not good at?" Huang Lan seemed to be impatient to hear words from Anyang that would prove his worth, but after a pause, she added Sentence, "Apart from fighting, in addition to being able to eat and so on..."

"For example, your hunting skills, this is something that many second-generation rich people can't practice in the scenic spot if they have something to do!"

"That's true!" Huang Lan said proudly.

"If Daoist Huang Lan goes to the back mountain to catch mice, I think those two people in the kitchen will definitely look at you with admiration and forget about the fact that you can't even wash dishes!" Anyang then suggested, "If you go now, maybe you can catch the mice before they wash the dishes, and then arrange the mice neatly in a row..."

Anyang stopped talking when Huang Lan stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, so as not to make a humming sound, and stared at Huang Lan who was gnashing his teeth beside him.

"Fellow Daoist Anyang! It's my fault that I treated you as a comrade-in-arms. I didn't expect you to trample on the majesty of my king!" Huang Lan glared at him, opened his mouth slightly, two pointed tiger teeth were exposed, and they suddenly grew. It's grown so long, it's even more... tempting under the licking of her scarlet tongue. However, she probably thought that she would look very fierce and cruel. After all, all the perverted murderers on TV were like this, and she used to be like this before eating prey.

"I already said that you will pay the price!" She was slightly close to Anyang, and the two were already very close.

"What are you doing..." Rabbit Jing sat beside her with her eyes wide open, and muttered doubtfully, she suddenly put one hand under her chest, the other resting her chin on her chin, and turned her head slightly to look at them.

at this time--

Anyang, who was shrouded in thick tiger power, blinked and glanced at the corner of his eyes: because Huang Lan was getting closer and closer to intimidate herself, and she stood up slightly to make her appear taller, her full breasts had already touched own shoulders.

He wanted to spit blood.

"That, fellow Daoist Huang Lan, you seem to have something pressing my shoulder, so heavy." Anyang reminded politely in order to avoid further misunderstandings. But after a pause, he asked again, "Is this also a deterrent for your tigers to intimidate their prey or show their strength?"

"... Fellow Daoist Anyang, you rascal!" She finished this sentence at a very fast speed.

However, just as she was about to leave, she heard a suspicious voice next to her. It was from An You: "Sister Huang Lan, and An Dayang, what are you doing!"

Then came Xiao Xue'er's cold voice: "Why did Brother Anyang sit and didn't move. It seems that it was Sister Huang Lan who took the initiative, but Huang Lan wants to say that Brother Anyang is a hooligan?"

"..."

Huang Lan was ashamed, and immediately examined the current posture of himself and Anyang.

Anyang naturally did not move in his sitting position, and even sat upright. This posture can easily make people mistakenly think that he was stiff because of some unexpected treatment! And he was almost bullying him. The two were completely close to each other, especially his chest and his shoulders. He also grabbed his collar with one hand and pressed him on the back of the sofa, while swinging A very fierce but also easily misunderstood expression...

Her face flushed red.

At this moment, An You said again, with a strange taste in his tone: "In such a short time of washing the dishes, are you still planning to play any game?"

Xiao Xueer smiled sweetly and said softly: "Xiaoyou, don't think so, brother Anyang and sister Huang Lan have a good relationship, but we accidentally captured a picture with a very reverie space in the process of making trouble. It's just a photo of me, there's nothing to make a fuss about. But...sister Huang Lan, are you not going to let go of Brother Anyang..."

"Oh!" Only then did Huang Lan let go of Anyang's collar, speaking incoherently, "Yeah yeah, snapping, accidentally, we were slapsticking, slapsticking, cough, cough, really..."

"That's right!" Anyou's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light suddenly appeared when his eyes swept across Anyang.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, she used a glass to take away the half cup of Anyang's cup plus a pot of tea, which happened to be cold at this time. She threw the teacup into the small bag, said goodbye to everyone with a gentle expression and a soft voice, and warned Anyang with her eyes before she went out.

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