"Why?" Wang Quan said heartbrokenly, "You can still eat decapitation rice as required before going to the execution ground! I can't even order a sturgeon?"
"Because~I~don't~like~" Miss An in black cheongsam folded her fan and tapped her lips. She also closed her right eye playfully, "Mr. Wang~ I said you want to please me, then...
Everything must be done according to my preferences~~I don’t like to eat sturgeon~~”
Her tone became lighter than before.
You are about to die, but you still want me to listen to you? Wang Quan smiled slightly and decided to show the man's last strength:
"Okay, you are the boss and you have the final say. I will listen to you."
It's not that he's a coward, it's mainly that he doesn't like eating sturgeon either.
Miss An, who was wearing a red cheongsam, clapped her hands, and soon, a group of people wearing different clothes, but all wearing Miss An's face, came up with plates.
Braised pork ribs, beef brisket stewed with potatoes, spicy chicken, mapo tofu, black pepper sizzling beef fillet, steamed sea bass, green pepper scrambled eggs, braised prawns, peony agar soup.
There are eight dishes and one soup in total.
Wang Quan remained silent.
Miss An, who is wearing a black cheongsam, clasped her hands together and looked forward to it, "Mr. Wang, don't you want to try it? These are my favorite dishes and they are all my favorite dishes~~"
Wang Quan raised his head and frowned, "Miss An, have we... met before? Just before I came to Magic City."
"No~~"
"Then how do you know these are my favorite dishes?"
"Hmm~~" Miss An folded her fan and covered her lips, her eyebrows arched, "If you agree with me like this, I will take it seriously~"
Wang Quan didn't explain, just picked up his chopsticks and spoon and ate silently.
This time, he was not agreeing with the other person for the so-called blind date, nor was he trying to please the other person in order to survive.
He told the truth.
These eight dishes and one soup were all things he was tired of eating in the past.
His mother cooks for lunch every day, basically choosing two or three of these items.
After a long time, he felt like vomiting after eating.
He even joked with his mother, saying that this is what he eats every day, and he should never ask "what to eat today" in the future, since there are no new tricks anyway.
He thought these were the dishes he hated most.
But after his parents passed away, whether he ordered these dishes for dinner with friends and colleagues or tried to cook them himself, they never tasted like they were originally eaten.
But today...he recovered the taste that was no longer clear in his memory.
"How about it?"
Miss An, who was wearing a black cheongsam, held her chin in her hands, her eyes reflecting the way he was eating.
"It's delicious." Wang Quan raised his head with a sincere look in his eyes, "It can be tied for the best in the world with what my mother makes."
After a pause, he whispered: "No matter what, thank you."
You can't cry because time can dilute many things.
I just felt a little inexplicable melancholy for a moment, and maybe even moved.
Anyway, Wang Quan feels warm in his heart now.
This is probably what it feels like when someone cares?
As for Ms. An’s statement that she had never seen herself before...
Wang Quan no longer wants to explore.
Whether she checked her memory or something, it didn't matter.
Just take good care of these two "rich women" and wait for them to deal with you.
They don't even need to deal with themselves. As long as they continue to stay in the magic city, they will be mentally polluted, or they will turn into crazy walking zombies like Feng Lang and others in a few days.
If you leave the Demon City... that would be better, you can go and die directly without even leaving your body behind.
Wang Quan put down his chopsticks, took out a tissue and wiped his mouth, then raised his head and said, "What do you want me to do next?"
Neither Miss An would eat the eight dishes and one soup, and he had no appetite either.
Just having a taste and recalling the past is enough.
People need to look forward. People who are bound by the past cannot move forward.
"Then...let's dance~~" Miss An in black cheongsam stretched out her hand.
Wang Quan took her hand and stood up, following her to the open space in the hall next to her:
"I'm just a rough person. I used to go to school, and then I was busy working for a living. I have never danced ballroom. Please forgive me if I made a fool of myself."
"This is my first time too." Miss An's left hand and Wang Quan's right hand were intertwined with the fingers, and her right hand was placed on Wang Quan's left shoulder, her lips were close to his ear, and she whispered softly:
"Mr. Wang, these few days have been the happiest time in the five billion years since I became conscious. Will you forget me when you go back?"
"If you are really willing to let me go back," Wang Quan said helplessly, "Is it difficult for me to forget even if I want to?"
I've been so scared these days...
And five billion years...
The earth in his world was born 4.6 billion years ago, so Miss An is at least 5 billion years old...
This "rich woman" is really old.
"It's better to forget it~~" Miss An winked, with a playful contrast of a girl pretending to be a royal sister, "After all, it's just the happiest few days for me, but they are also the most nervous days for you. You see,
Your spirit has collapsed."
"Indeed, although I look quite normal now, I can feel it myself after being awakened by you. In the past, if I encountered something I couldn't understand, I would weigh the pros and cons and endure it. Now, maybe I can just do it
Go ahead."
Wang Quan laughed at himself: "There is a high probability that life will not be as you wish. What if a lunatic like me goes back and kills people when I see something unpleasant? I will definitely be finished by then. Miss An, you have to be responsible."
Miss An nodded, "Don't worry, I will be responsible. This hotel is quite big, so don't leave tonight."
Wang Quan was shocked, "Didn't you say you won't sleep with me?"
"You must sleep, otherwise it will not be perfect~~" Miss An straightened up and looked at Wang Quan, "Don't you like my image?"
"I like it. It can be said that my favorite points are all concentrated on you, Miss An." Wang Quan looked up and down, "With your hair down, your hair is long and black and reaches waist length. You are over 1.7 meters tall and have a lordosis and a posterior protrusion.
Your curves are perfect, your waist is slender and your legs are long, and your appearance is beyond my imagination. I really can’t find a more perfect girl than you."
"That's good~~" Miss An said happily, "I'm very satisfied too~~"
When the song ended, Miss An let go of her hand and stepped aside, "There is another me, Mr. Wang, please don't step on your feet again this time~~"
Wang Quan nodded with a smile.
Soon, another song played, and Wang Quan took the hand of Miss An in red cheongsam and continued the dance without an audience.
After dancing for more than a minute, Miss An in red cheongsam suddenly said: "Do you have many things you want to ask me?"
"Yeah." Wang Quan nodded, "I can't see clearly about Miss An. Are you the same person? I always feel that you two have different personalities. The feeling she gives me is that she is the most perfect one in my mind.
Image, in every aspect. But you make me feel more like... a 'person' with rich emotions."
"I am her, but she is not me." Ms. An in the red cheongsam spoke quite directly, "She created me, and she knows everything about me, including my thoughts. I know everything about her, but it can only be traced back to two hundred years ago.
When she created me thousands of years ago."
Miss An looked at Wang Quan thoughtfully and said, "Don't be so wary. Many of the things she said to you are lies, but the only one she said must be true, 'I won't hurt you.'"
"If there is only the last person left in the world who is kind to you, it must be An Wanying."
Wang Quan was silent for a few seconds and then said: "Which one."
"Both are the same."
At the end of the song, Miss An in red cheongsam patted Wang Quan on the shoulder, "But this 'won't hurt you' does not include kidney failure."
Wang Quan's face wrinkled into a bitter melon, "You really want to sleep with me?"
"Hmm~~" Miss An patted Wang Quan's waist and said with a smile: "Come on~~"
Wang Quan: "..."
"Mr. Wang!"
Looking out onto the balcony, Miss An in black cheongsam waved, "Come on, come on~~"
Miss An, who was wearing a red cheongsam, smiled and walked over holding Wang Quan's arm.
Miss An, who was wearing a black cheongsam, took his other arm and pointed to the sky in the distance, "Mr. Wang, please count to three~~from one to three~get ready~~"
Wang Quan: "Three!"
Miss An smiled and said: "I knew it~~"
The next second, the dark sky was as bright as day.
Countless fireworks bloom in the sky.
The gorgeous scenery reflected in Wang Quan's eyes.
But he didn't pay attention to this, he just looked at the profile of Miss An in black cheongsam.
He suddenly remembered an elementary school student's composition.
"At that moment, the sky became so bright. You were looking at the sky and I was looking at you."
If you master the essence of dog licking at a young age, you will surely become a great person in the future.
Seemingly noticing Wang Quan's gaze, Miss An turned back, her pretty eyebrows slightly raised, "What's wrong, Mr. Wang?"
Wang Quan smacked his lips, "Do you want to sleep with me?"
Miss An's eyes widened and her mouth opened slightly, revealing two white teeth.
Then her eyes began to look around, but she would not look at Wang Quan, and her ears, cheeks, and neck all turned red visibly.
This has never happened in the past few days.
She whispered: "Mr. Wang...if you don't want to..."
"Not at all." Wang Quan interrupted her and said with a smile, "I was really not prepared at first, but you have set off the atmosphere..."
Miss An didn't say anything, but she took Wang Quan's hand and ran away.
"Where are you going?" Wang Quan couldn't withstand her strong strength, and rolled his eyes as he ran along, "We finally got the atmosphere right, and my heart suddenly moved. Miss An, don't act so impatient and ruin the atmosphere.
no?"
"No, I'm afraid you won't be able to withstand it, Mr. Wang." Miss An didn't look back, dragging him to run faster, "So before returning to Mansion An, I have to go to the pharmacy first. Mr. Wang, you are too weak.
, let’s go together, you can’t do it.”
Men can’t say no!
Wang Quan was about to retort, but suddenly realized, "Two?! What does two mean?!"
"What do you think?"
Wang Quan turned around and saw Miss An in red cheongsam following the two of them leisurely.
Seeing Wang Quan looking over, she licked her lips and moved her hands up and down in a wing-flailing motion: