The blanket is not used to cover, nor is it wide. Ji Weiwei is like a shawl, covering her shoulders and back. The bottom of the blanket covers half of her small buttocks wrapped in pink lace underpants. The rest of her legs are invisible and attractive with the rhythm of her walking. The two straight white thighs below attract Anyang's eyes, showing her youth.
Anyang laughs, gets up and lies on the bed, leaning on the soft back of the back, revealing half a strong chest.
As soon as he waved, the curtain was opened.
The early morning light suddenly shot into the room. A round of golden red sun hung above the edge of the city. Thousands of lights coming through the far space are trying to dispel the winter morning fog, but they are still warm.
Anyang's eyes narrowed slightly.
It's a fine day again!
The city has come to life. There are young men and women in sportswear running along the Fucheng river. Most of the girls have great figures. There are old people doing sports on public fitness equipment. There are couples walking along the river with baskets in hand. It seems that the pace of life is very comfortable.
However, some of the traffic jam on the bridge still reminds people that this is a modern metropolis. The sound of a flute cuts through the morning fog and spreads far away to Anyang through the window.
Anyang takes a deep breath. The light smell of Ji Weiwei from the quilt smells very soft.
After looking at the room for a while, he got up.
When the quilt is opened, the bloodstain slightly smaller than the nail plate is actually very eye-catching on the clean pale blue bedspread with the pattern of small stars. There are also some mottles around that are not easy to see with the naked eye, like the traces left after drying up.
Jiweiwei belongs to the kind of girl who just started to bite her teeth and cry for pain, and soon no pain, and little bleeding.
It also saves Anyang a lot of heart.
Put on your clothes and go out. There is a sound of water in the bathroom. You can see a vague and graceful figure through the frosted glass. Anyang doesn't see much either.
I opened the refrigerator and scanned my eyes. There were some ingredients. No, it doesn't matter. There are many things in the portable space.
Anyang is going to make breakfast for her.
Well, last night, after Ji Weiwei fell asleep, he didn't sleep yet. Just as he was rehearsing Celik, he received a message from Comrade Xiao Qian.
Comrade Xiao Qian specially reminded him that after the first time, the girl's heart must be a little delicate, even if Ji Weiwei has deep feelings for him, let him get up in the morning to be a little better for Ji Weiwei, and don't let her feel that she has been ignored or ignored.
Anyang is speechless about his wife's carefulness, but obviously he will do it.
Soon, after taking a bath, jiweiwei came out dressed in clean clothes. She wiped her hair with a pink dry hair towel and sniffed. At a glance, she saw the busy Anyang in the kitchen and the breakfast on the table.
She opened her mouth slightly, a little stupefied.
"I went to..."
At this time, Ji Weiwei stepped on a pair of sandals and hurriedly ran to the kitchen with a small step.
Anyang didn't have to turn around to know what she was doing. She turned around and said, "what are you looking at?"
"Whoa, whoa! You can cook! " Jiweiwei stared at him with an incredible face. "If I hadn't seen you working in the kitchen, I thought you made all the food at that table!"
"Change? I don't have that much ability! "
"Well? Aren't you a God? " Ji Weiwei stared at him stupidly, but at the same time, she couldn't stop looking at the pot.
"Please, it's very troublesome to change the quality, OK? In turn, it's more difficult to convert energy into matter! How about a little physics knowledge... " Anyang said scornfully, and put the two golden sides of the pan with the fresh ridges on it, and the pan had already been spread with several pieces of pancakes as thin as paper.
"Gollum." Ji Weiwei swallowed.
"Aren't you and sister Xiaoqian cooking for you? I remember you didn't know how to cook before. When did you master this skill? "
"Just learned, genius, a study will!" Anyang hands the plate to jiweiwei, "bring it to the table!"
Ji Weiwei put a piece of tender and greasy tenderloin meat into her mouth with her fingers. The flavor of rattan pepper permeated into the meat. The rest only had a little taste of salt, but it made her squint.
"Well! Eat well... "
“…… Bring the table quickly! " Anyang said nothing.
Ji Weiwei took another piece and put it into her mouth. Then she didn't pay attention to him. She turned around and left: "I've changed my slippers!"
Anyang: "..."
As soon as he threw the plate, it suddenly seemed that there was a transparent sliding belt in the air. He saw that the crispy bopie was sliding steadily forward until it landed gently on the table next to the other breakfast plates.
Ji Weiwei, who hasn't been far away, looks strange for a while!
"If you can't afford to go to the streets and do tricks later, you'll make a lot of money. Maybe you can become the world's top magician," she said"If I can't afford to eat in the future, I will attack the United States. Can you believe that I will destroy the United States alone?"
"Just blow it!"
"Change your shoes quickly!"
“……” Ji Weiwei gave him a white look, went back to the room to change the slippers into wool slippers, and went to wash his hands, just as Anyang's breakfast was ready.
She opened the chair and could not wait to sit down. She glanced at the table and swallowed again.
The food on the table is abundant.
In addition to the pancakes with golden ridge slices, there is a crystal clear shrimp dumpling, a pan of fried dumplings and a Mushroom Chicken Congee. The fragrance fills the room, which makes jiweiwei swallow.
"Whoa, whoa, how did you do it? Can't get these things out in such a short time
"Ordinary people can't get it out. I can..."
"Look at you!" Ji Weiwei took a white look at him, picked up a fried dumpling and put it into his mouth. Suddenly, his lips and teeth were fragrant. "You can make such ordinary fried dumplings so delicious, can you please have the God of food with you?"
"Yes." Anyang man doesn't follow his heart.
"Wuwuwuwu, God of food will raise my taste!"
"You think more about it. The God of food is superior. Do you think it's your family's exclusive cook? Besides, how can a lazy person like me be a kitchen in the sky! " Anyang Road.
"Then why do you suddenly think of it today?"
Anyang hesitates, but he still reaches for his mobile phone and sends Comrade Xiaoqian a text message to Ji Weiwei: "well, don't think about it, even without it, I will do it for you!"
Ji Weiwei didn't talk to him. After reading the text, she smacked her lips and said, "if you can find a girl like Xiaoqian as a girlfriend, you must have saved the world in your last life!"
Anyang: "..."
Soon after breakfast, Ji Weiwei's stomach was bulging and she didn't want to move, but she took the initiative to wash the dishes.
Anyang is going to see her wash dishes, but suddenly hear a cold voice, smile suddenly solidified in the face.
The selected person will enter the mission world in 24 hours. Please be ready.
Anyang pulls at the corners of his mouth, his eyes slightly coagulate.
"Well?"
"This is the right time..."
He sat back in his chair and waited for Ji Weiwei to wash the dishes and wipe his hands. He said helplessly, "Weiwei, I just got the notice and I have to go in 24 hours."
"Ah? Where to? " Ji Weiwei was stunned, and then quickly responded, "Oh, in 24 hours?"
"Well..." Anyang looks a little ugly.
"So precise?" Jiweiwei Leng way, all over the face is curious, "this and notice, what is to inform you, call or text?"? QQ or wechat? Mailbox? Or is it the kind of pop-up dialog in the novel? "
“…… Are you wrong about the point? "
"Oh, oh." Jiweiwei nodded and waved again. "OK, let's go, let's go. I'm ok. I'm not so delicate or stingy. I'm over that age!"
"It's like you're old..."
"Well? What do you say about me? "
"Cough, you are young and beautiful, and your figure is good. The most important thing is It's very moist! " Anyang is busy.
"You're going to die!" Jiweiwei's face was red again, and she raised her fist and hit him on the chest. The strength was soft, and the white and delicate fist was soft.
In the afternoon, Anyang left her home.
Back to the villa, he found Huang Lan learning embroidery from Xiaoqian in the living room. Although the clumsy appearance was funny, it still surprised him.
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