Are you crazy? Why are you dating the evil god again?

Chapter 29: Love Game in Monster Town (29)

Of course Chi Anhe didn't buy it, and he couldn't afford it.

He's just a fragile college student, hard to kill, but that doesn't mean he won't die.

He didn't dare go out to fight monsters now, so he didn't accumulate many points, but he was lucky enough to get the key card.

However, if he wanted to get more information before leaving, he could only start with Wen Chan.

"Sister, please help me... I was wrong. Can I never bully my brother-in-law again?" He admitted his mistake to Wen Chan in a flattering manner.

Wen Chan shrugged, walked around him, and prepared to go home, "I won't fall for it."

"You have three options in front of you. Either you leave directly, and you will definitely not die. Or you go find it yourself, and you might die. Or you buy it with points, and you may not die."

"But you chose the fourth path and acted pitifully here. If you continue like this, you will definitely die."

She turned around and gave Chi Anhe an ambiguous smile, blocking all the words Chi Anhe wanted to say in his throat.

He stopped where he was and watched Wen Chan leave, the expression on his face becoming increasingly uglier.

He couldn't understand Wen Chan's love-brained train of thought.

They were obviously getting along well at the beginning, but she ended up offending almost all the players for a man... who might not even be a fool.

Now he tried to show his goodwill again, but she didn't appreciate it at all.

Is it true that love is more important than other people’s lives?

They are human beings!

They are in the same group!

She just likes to be the odd one out, which makes people feel disgusted.

Wen Chan suddenly turned around and glanced at Chi Anhe, and the expression on her face restrained.

This guy's face was full of complaints about her.

She has trypophobia and can't play with people who are cunning.

She quickened her pace and returned home.

...

As soon as he arrived in the yard, he was hit by a pungent smell and Wen Chan sneezed several times.

Luo Yan ran out of the house and waved at her happily, "Chan Chan, you're back! Come quickly, I made something delicious for you!"

Wen Chan: “…”

She rubbed her nose, tears welling up in her eyes.

When he walked in front of Luo Yan, he squeezed out just two drops.

Luo Yan immediately put away his smile and hurriedly wiped her tears, "Why are you crying? Were you bullied outside?"

There was residual spiciness from the chili peppers on his hands, and when he wiped his eyes, Wen Chan's tears flowed even more violently.

She reached out and grabbed his hot hands that had been busy for a long time, closed her eyes, and didn't dare to take a deep breath, "I'm just too touched. This is the first time you've cooked for me."

“When I smelled this, I was moved to tears!”

Luo Yan's innocent smile returned, "You haven't eaten it yet! I've tried it, it tastes pretty good!"

Wen Chan: “…”

Baby, most people can't accept your masochistic taste!
He dragged Wen Chan into the house.

On the dining table, there was a pot of dark dish that was red and sticky, and it was hard to tell whether it was Tremella soup or chili soup.

And the super thick steak that smelled burnt on the outside and was still bleeding on the inside. Of course, he didn't forget his favorite.

Each dish is based on at least one pound of chili peppers.

Luo Yan didn't see Wen Chan's expression, and took the initiative to serve her a bowl of chili and white fungus soup. Then he scooped up a spoonful with a small spoon, blew it gently, and then carefully raised it to Wen Chan's mouth.

"Try it."

His eyes were sparkling and he was looking forward to Wen Chan's evaluation of his craftsmanship.

Wen Chan couldn't bear to refuse him, so she opened her mouth and took a small sip.

A strange feeling of sweetness and spiciness exploded in her mouth and she quickly swallowed it.

The spiciness is better than the sweetness, and it goes down the throat into the stomach. Wherever it goes, it is like a prairie fire, with a burst of hotness and a long aftertaste.

Wen Chan's eyes were frighteningly red, and tears kept falling.

She praised in a hoarse voice, "It's delicious!" Harsh words can hurt people in the coldest summer, but she couldn't undermine her child's self-confidence.

"Then I'll keep them all for you!"

Luo Yan stuffed the bowl into her hands and wanted to wipe her tears, "Don't cry, Chanchan, I will make it for you in the future if you like it! Don't be too touched!"

"..."

Wen Chan turned her head to avoid his fierce hands, and kept swallowing the secretions in her mouth into her throat, making her voice even hoarse.

"No! Promise me you won't go into the kitchen again, okay? I'd be ashamed if I saw your cooking skills."

"Give me a chance to grow. Let me cook everything from now on. I'll try to catch up with your cooking skills!"

"Hmm..." Luo Yan blinked.

Suddenly he asked, "Is Chanchan sincere?"

Why do I feel like something is wrong?

"Of course!" Wen Chan didn't look at him, and her voice became like a duck's.

Luo Yan: "Then take another sip."

Wen Chan: “…”

She raised her hand tremblingly and scooped a spoonful.

When she closed her eyes and put it into her mouth, Luo Yan suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.

His voice was gentle, "Chanchan, you don't like chili peppers, right?"

Wen Chan opened her eyes and looked at him with emotion.

Are you finally getting it?
Luo Yan touched her face and chuckled, "Chan Chan said it herself. We should be honest and trust each other. If you don't like it, you can just tell me directly. Don't consider my feelings. I will change it."

"I'm stupid to begin with. If I take your coaxing seriously, I'll have to cook for you something you don't like every day. How miserable it will be."

"It's not that I don't like it, I just can't eat that much." Wen Chan's throat got a little better, "Can you put less chili next time?"

She felt a little relieved that Luo Yan had learned to observe her emotions and thoughts.

The teaching process of Baizhi is a bit tiring, but when he grows up, it gives people a great sense of accomplishment.

"How much is within your acceptable range? Can you teach me, Chanchan? I'll make it for you next time." Luo Yan asked sincerely.

Wen Chan nodded, put down the bowl in her hand, and took him to the kitchen.

While preparing the food, Luo Yan made her some sugar water to moisten her throat.

Wen Chan felt a lot more comfortable.

Seeing how considerate he was today, she couldn't help but kiss him on the face.

Luo Yan lowered his eyes, pursed his lips and smiled secretly.

It can be seen that Chanchan really likes him...

I really want to pay the "fine".

Wen Chan just kissed him on the cheek, and his thoughts flew to the big bed upstairs.

The sound of cutting vegetables brought Luo Yan back to his senses.

He was about to help when he suddenly heard Wen Chan ask, "Do you remember what I said about trusting each other without reservation?"

Luo Yan hugged her waist from behind, put his chin on her shoulder, and whispered "hmm", "I remember every word Chanchan said."

Wen Chan smiled and said, "So, why did Daisy come here today?"

Luo Yan: “…”

Wen Chan: "Why don't you speak?"

"You...how do you know he was here?" Luo Yan felt a little guilty, so he let go of her waist and took a few steps back.

Seeing his reaction, Wen Chan guessed, "Are you here to sow discord again?"

It’s so annoying. I have to find a chance to teach Daisy a lesson!
Luo Yan was silent for a while, and finally nodded, "Well, he still said the same thing."

"..."

It would have been fine if he didn't admit it, but once he admitted it, Wen Chan felt uneasy.

What evidence did that guy get on Luo Yan?

(End of this chapter)