Chapter 7: I just want to find a shit bowl to put on her head
An Xing looked awkwardly as her wine glass was put down, and could only say, "Eat something first to avoid hurting your stomach."
An Xiaonuan nodded in agreement, and then she started eating so hard that the people around her couldn't stand it anymore.
Lin Jiaoyang's mouth twitched, "Xiao Nuan, eat slowly."
She nodded and brought a piece of pastry to his mouth, "Jiaoyang, come and take a bite. It's delicious."
Seeing how hopeless she was, Lin Jiaoyang just wanted to find a shit basin and put it on her head.
But due to the presence of everyone, he couldn't refuse, so he had to open his mouth and let her stuff the food into his mouth.
After eating, before An Xingzhong opened her mouth, she said, "I'm exhausted. I'm going to go upstairs to take a rest."
An Xing's eyes lit up, "Xiao Nuan, sister, I'll go with you to prevent you from getting lost."
An Xiaonuan did not refuse, "Okay, sister, let's go together."
The two sisters walked into the elevator and went to the guest room together.
After opening the room, An Xiaonuan lay there and closed her eyes, and said deliberately, "Sister, I'm going to take a nap first. I'm a little sleepy. Call me later."
An Xin smiled brightly, "Okay, you have a good sleep, I'll go downstairs first."
She walked out of the door, leaving it open on purpose.
An Xiaonuan sat up and looked at the door coldly, then stuffed two pillows into the bed, deliberately pretending that someone was sleeping under the bed.
Just as she was about to go out, the door was pushed open.
Gu Changqing stood at the door, "Where are you going?"
"Go out for a walk."
He raised his eyebrows and looked at her, a smile hidden at the corner of his mouth.
"I advise you not to go out, because your sister will come in soon."
As soon as he finished speaking, a series of footsteps sounded in the corridor, getting closer and closer.
An Xiaonuan hurried back to the bathroom, but he was still standing at the door.
She quickly dragged him into the bathroom. As soon as she entered, the door was opened.
An Xinxin didn't come in, but just looked around.
He turned around and left with a smile on his face.
The door was slammed shut, and heavy footsteps came in, not An Xing's footsteps.
An Xiaonuan quietly picked up the tool for cleaning the toilet and held it just like that.
"Huh? Where's the person?" It was Qingxiang's voice. An Xiaonuan knew him, and he was Mother Lin's nephew.
An Xiaonuan turned on the faucet, and the sound of running water was heard outside. Qingxiang moved his fat belly and walked softly towards the bathroom.
The moment she opened the door, she held the tool for cleaning the toilet and directly sucked it into his mouth. Then she kicked him up, tied her hands and feet with a rope, threw away the tool in her mouth, and stuffed it with a rag.
An Xiaonuan finally worked hard to get him up, tied up his limbs again, covered him with a quilt, and then breathed slowly.
Clapping her hands, she looked up and saw Gu Changqing examining her.
She went out immediately.
He followed behind.
After coming out of the hotel door, she turned back and didn't find him again.
I got in the car and went back, and got off in front of my house.
The house is very clean, my eldest brother is not at home, only my stepfather and mother are there.
She walked into the living room and sat next to An's mother, "Mom, I'm back."
"Why didn't you come back with your sister?"
She shook her head, not wanting to say anything.
Seeing her listlessness, Song's mother asked in a low voice, "What happened?"
"Mom, can Lin Jiaoyang and I really not break off our engagement?" This is the second time she has asked her mother this question. She clearly remembers that the last time she asked her mother, her mother got very angry.