Perfect match.

The alley confrontation with Xie Yan did not affect He An's mood, because on that day, a memorable happy event happened:

Suzuran learned to speak sentences.

It is no longer scattered words such as "maomao", "duck duck" and "delicious", but a seven-character exclamation sentence with a regular structure and complete main table:

"You are not my father!"

This "you" refers to Zheng Feiluan.

At that time, Zheng Feiluan was squatting in front of Lily of the Valley holding a piece of vanilla milk cake, trying to coax her to call her daddy.Ling Lan stared round her eyes, and bravely expressed her rejection in words for the first time in her life.

The enunciation is clear, the diction is accurate, and the emotion is full. Even the exclamation point at the end of the sentence is silent.

One must know that Ling Lan is not yet two years old, many children at her age can barely speak the simplest words.

He An was overjoyed, opened Ling Lan's growth diary, recorded this sentence and the background of the story vividly, and cooked a few more dishes in the evening to celebrate.

A plate of stir-fried shrimp with okra, a plate of shepherd's purse mixed with dried tofu, and five mushrooms steamed in a tea bowl are so fragrant that Cheng Xiu's eyes glow green.

At the dinner table, He An hugged Lily of the Valley, teasing with a smile: "Our baby learned to speak sentences today, what did you say?"

"You are not my father!"

Cheng Xiu held the shrimp in his mouth, and Dai Xiao chewed the dried tofu, and they cooperated in unison.

Ling Lan bit her fist and giggled, Zheng Feiluan held her share of steamed tea, scooped up a spoonful and brought it to her mouth, smiling awkwardly but politely.

Just be happy.

Ling Lan is only [-] months old, and the days to come are still long. He doesn't believe that with the blood bonus that comes with him, he won't be able to wait for a sweet "Dad".

"Mr. Zheng, you should think this way. You have participated in the important growth process of Linglan, right? For example..." Cheng Xiu comforted him in a way that added fuel to the fire, "Last time Linglan learned Walking, you are also afraid of it."

Which pot is not open to mention which pot!

Holding the spoon, Zheng Feiluan rolled Cheng Xiu's eyes sullenly, but he didn't know what was going on in his heart, and felt a sense of pride inexplicably.

After dinner, the dining table was cleared, and buttered melon seeds, fish skin peanuts, and freshly squeezed fruit tea were placed on the coffee table, and it was time for the regular event every night: the tea party in the living room.

Dai Xiao bought a handheld console and played "Break Up Kitchen" with Cheng Xiu.

This is a cooperative cooking game that requires two players to cooperate in cutting vegetables, stewing soup, serving dishes, and cleaning dishes. A tip can be earned for each order completed. Similarly, money will be deducted if the order exceeds the time limit.Dai Xiao and Cheng Xiu lived up to everyone's expectations, broke records one after another in the frantic scolding, and scored zero points, minus ten points, minus twenty points, and minus fifty points.

The soup pots blazed and the kitchen was reduced to ashes.

He An stared at the chaotic kitchen, and asked with some uncertainty: "This game...is the lower the score, the better?"

Cheng Xiu didn't lift it up in one breath, and fell down on the armrest of the sofa, almost dying of breath.

Dai Xiao held the handle and fell into deep thought: "Cheng Xiu, I think there is something wrong with the tacit understanding between me and you... If we continue to cooperate, the future of Qingguo Inn may be the same as this kitchen..."

Cheng Xiu jumped up and said unconvinced: "It's just a game, can't you be more optimistic? Come on, He An, come on!"

As he spoke, he forced his red handle to He An, and then grabbed Dai Xiao's blue handle and handed it to Zheng Feiluan.

Then he moved to the side, put his hand on Dai Xiao's shoulder, and snickered, "What should I do if I lack self-confidence? It's very simple, look at the worse."

"Makes sense."

Dai Xiao gave a thumbs up.

Zheng Feiluan hadn't played a game in 30 years, so he fiddled with the handle a few times and asked He An, "Can you?"

He An nodded: "Looking at them playing for a while, they probably know a little bit."

Zheng Feiluan: "Do you want to play then?"

He An: "Yes."

The two reopened the level where Cheng Xiu and the others were killed in battle, and continued to play, and under the gloating attention of Dai Xiao and Cheng Xiu, they went all the way, and they were like a broken bamboo, closing three stars.

And there was no dialogue at all.

Cheng Xiu was stunned, staring at the two characters on the TV who were running around and cooperating perfectly, and expressed his puzzlement: "Why don't they need to communicate?"

And we growl like we kill [-] geese at once? !

Dai Xiao supported his cheeks, and thought seriously: "Now I kind of believe that the two of them are the best fit...I have only seen a pair of twin anchors play this kind of tacit understanding."

"But haven't they..." Cheng Xiu pointed at the back of his neck.

Dai Xiao looked at him helplessly: "Did you all sleep through your Beta physiology class? Pheromone fit is one of the most important external expressions of gene fit. Changing gonads doesn't change genes."

Cheng Xiu snorted coldly: "Then we don't have much compatibility, so we are going to burn the kitchen forever?"

"Diligence can make up for one's weakness, and diligence can make up for one's weakness." Dai Xiao comforted him, "Practice more usually, and if you hit the big luck, you can still play."

When night fell and more people gathered in the living room, the TV changed its role and began to broadcast some relaxing entertainment news.

Lily of the Rings is still her little postman, carrying a basket of toffee, and delivering candy to her brothers and sisters one by one. It also has a special sense of ritual, and every one has to be placed in the palm of the hand.On the review page of Qingguo Inn, there are many five-star reviews for her.

He An nestled in the corner of the sofa, with a blanket covering his knees, reading a book quietly.Zheng Feiluan stood beside him, building the back of the sofa with one hand, serving coffee with the other, and surrounded He An with his body without showing any traces, forming a "do not disturb others" area.

The isolation tape on the back of his neck had been on for a long time, and it was a little itchy, so he subconsciously scratched it.

He An noticed it and said, "Tear it off if you feel uncomfortable."

Zheng Feiluan was taken aback for a moment: "It's okay, just go back and take a bath later, and then put on some talcum powder."

"I'm not that fragile." He An explained.

"I know, but it's better to leave it to me to resist pheromones." Zheng Feiluan smiled at him and said warmly.

After delivering the toffee, the little postman came to report to He An with a basket, humming and chirping to climb on his lap.He An lifted the blanket and was about to hug her, Zheng Feiluan bent down to grab her, and sent her into He An's arms.

There was one last candy left in the basket, Zheng Feiluan picked it up, peeled off the candy wrapper, and quietly put it in his mouth.

Very sweet.

On the TV screen, handsome men and beautiful women passed by like a lantern.As soon as He An looked up with his arms around Ling Lan, he saw the face that he had just met in the afternoon - Xie Yan was wearing an ancient costume with flowing clothes, and was signing autographs for the fans who came to visit the show.

The Omega in the camera seems to have a different soul. He is approachable and courteous, with an appropriate smile on his lips all the time, and even his voice is different from the afternoon. There is a balance between the two.

A gentleman is dignified and attracts people's admiration.

Xie Yan like this, where can he see a little hysterical mania?

The reporter interviewed Xie Yan's fans, the girl hugged a bottle of mineral water tightly, her cheeks flushed with excitement: "Yanyan, Yanyan is more kind than I imagined! He is really super cute, he is cold outside and hot inside, obviously I’m already very tired from filming, and I didn’t go to rest, I kept communicating with us, everyone sent a bottle of water, and told us to be safe on the way back, so don’t call him arrogant, he is really a warm man!

"Then... and then, I want to say, as an Yantai, I implore everyone to support "The Immortal in the Mirror" and support our Yanyan's Immortal Feather Monarch!"

As he spoke, he bowed deeply towards the camera.

This piece of news was very short, and the protagonist changed in a few tens of seconds.He An teased Ling Lan, but thought in his heart, it's not easy enough for a person to live his own life clearly. Wouldn't it be exhausting to have two faces in front of you?What's more, playing a person whose personality is completely different from your own is like putting on a gorgeous painted skin. No matter how much love you earn, you should always understand that this love does not belong to your real self.

What exactly is Xie Yan pursuing?

He An vaguely knew the answer, but couldn't agree with it.

After that meeting, He An had some worries in his heart, fearing that Xie Yan would do some tricks behind his back.He didn't worry about himself, only worried about the child, so no matter where he went, he kept Lily of the Land under his nose.But for several days, the inn remained calm, and he gradually forgot about Xie Yan.

That night, a group of young people gathered in the living room, eager to play Werewolf.Cheng Xiu was not interested, and Dai Xiao went back to the house to fight "Break Up Kitchen", while He An stayed in the living room and became a judge for them.

Zheng Feiluan stayed with him for a while, but halfway through his neck itched, so he took a short leave to take a bath and add prickly heat powder.

Halfway through the game, the phone on the counter suddenly rang.

He An quickly picked up the receiver and put it to his ear: "Hello, Qingguo Inn."

"Hello! I'm a guest in 103. I was in a hurry to go out just now. I forgot to turn off the bathtub faucet. I didn't realize it until I got to the bar!"

He An suddenly became anxious: "That's it, then let me shut it down for you?"

It is a trivial matter to pay an extra water bill. Once the stagnant water overflows the bathroom and flows outside, flooding the floor and furniture, the loss will be great.

"Is it 103?" He tilted his head and clamped the receiver, opened the drawer, and quickly found 103's house key.

"Yes, yes, 103, hurry up!"

"OK, bye!"

He An was so anxious that he hung up the phone, grabbed the key and hurried out.

There are a total of twelve rooms in the Qingguo Inn, ranging from seven to five, and 103 is the worst room among them. Not only is it located at the inner corner of the ground floor, but the doors and windows are also shrouded in the shadow of osmanthus trees.

He An became more and more anxious and flustered. He struggled for a while with the dim light of the lantern along the corridor before unlocking the door. He pushed the door without stopping the car for a moment, and rushed four or five steps into the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers. Stopped walking - the room was quiet, there was no sound of water at all.

He immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately.

The guest made a mistake.

He himself had made similar jokes before, when he went out for three to five minutes, he suddenly had a strange idea from a corner, convinced that he had forgotten to lock the door just now, and hurried back to check in a panic, only to find out that his memory had made a mistake.

He An smiled, and was about to go back to the living room and serve as a judge for the guests, but before turning around, he heard a heavy bang, and the door was slammed shut behind him.

anyone? !

A sharp alarm sounded in He An's ears, but before he could escape, the unfamiliar Alpha breath quickly surrounded him, and he was slammed from the back, and someone hugged him tightly.

He An was so frightened that his mind went blank suddenly.

The opponent's strength was enormous, and his movements were rough, so that people's shoulder bones felt dull pain from being squeezed.But still so impatient, he hastily kissed He An on the cheek, the hard stubble stuck on his neck one after another, his laughter was low, with a little complaint: "What time is it, I thought you wouldn't come tonight It's over!"

As he spoke, he pushed He An forcefully onto the bed, leaned over to enclose him, reached his waist with one hand, and tore open his belt indiscriminately.