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Chapter 264 261 Only Here
"Boss, pay the bill!"

"Come on, Sister Tong"

There are several food stalls in the South District, but Yan Huan rarely eats there. He just passes by the door occasionally.

Therefore, I feel that not only are the characteristics of each restaurant similar, but even the boss standing at the door wearing an apron, smoking a cigarette, and squinting his eyes while cooking seems to be a centralized wholesaler.

Only experienced "South District experts" can find the few delicious and cheap SSRs in these food stalls.
Obviously, Tong Yingying is one of them.

This was the unanimous conclusion reached by Yan Huan and An Le after tasting the dishes.

At this moment, the boss's vague words in response to the bill were struggling to penetrate the hot pot steam and the old exhaust fan.

By the time it reached Yan Huan's ears, it was already as weak as the almost dried-up drops of beer in the beer bottle lying on the table.

"Sister, you call me old."

But Tong Yingying seemed to have heard it clearly. While complaining about the uncle's nickname "Yan Huan", she gently pushed with her thumb and easily pried open the cap on the beer bottle.

"Boom!"

The air seeps into the originally sealed bottle, and the silvery-white hops are like silver waves surging on a golden sea.

What comes to your face is not the luxurious smell of precious metals, but the smell of alcohol mixed with the aroma of craft malt.
That is exactly the smell of the night breeze in Linmen South District.

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stare~
Tong Yingying held the beer bottle and looked helplessly at Yan Huan and An Le.
Of course, it’s mainly Yan Huan.

"What? This is beer, okay? What's the difference between it and water?"

Tong Yingying didn't look drunk at all. She just poured the beer into the glass and defended her behavior.

Just now, the three of them discussed the "Modifier's Crusade Plan" for a long time. Seeing that it was getting late, there was no time to cook, so they simply went out to look for food.

Tong Yingying's plan to become a teacher hadn't even started yet, and Yan Huan didn't have time to ask her about the discussion between her and teacher Lin Wanwan, because she was silenced by delicious food.

Just like now, my mouth was shut by Tong Yingying's words "beer is just water".

Hearing this, Yan Huan raised his eyebrows, but did not deny this statement.

Compared with Tong Yingying's previous "Du Kang possessed" way of drinking, today's style can really be considered fresh.

"But Sister Tong, this place tastes pretty good, and you're so familiar with the boss. How come I've never heard you mention it in all the time I've worked here?"

Anle, who was standing by, sipped soy milk in small sips without making any sound, but quietly absorbed any information about Yan Huan working for Tong Yingying.

"Because I hadn't been here for a long time before you came to work for me."

Tong Yingying held her chin in her hand, looked at the bustling food stalls around her, and said helplessly,

"My godmother used to bring me and Jiudeminai all the way to the South District for a late-night snack. She knew the specialties of my hometown and brought me here specially."

"Your godmother?"

"Yeah. An old lady who is very kind to me."

Yan Huan glanced at Tong Yingying and asked calmly,

"Sister Tong, how did you get to know your godmother?"

In the past, when asked about her past, Tong Yingying would probably just laugh it off and not mention a single word.

So until now, Yan Huan could only infer Tong Yingying's past from a few words and clues.

Although the information currently available is enough for Yan Huan to guess a complete process.

For example: Sister Tong's decadence, wealth, inexplicable power, the maid named Nara, and going to Tokyo to track down the murderer.
But no matter how many clues there are, it is obviously not as good as the person himself speaking out.
Unexpectedly, after drinking a mild beer today, Tong Yingying unexpectedly wanted to talk more than ever before.
It seems that these bottles of fine beer are more intoxicating than strong liquor.

Tong Yingying looked blankly, took a sip of beer from the bottle, and said nonchalantly,
"When your sister Tong was in China, her father favored boys over girls. One day, he saw my pussy and got itchy. Then, my mother became his accomplice.

"We have a good family. My father and I have boxing matches all day long. After the match, my mother is responsible for chanting sutras to pray for the souls to be reborn.
"Wouldn't that drive people crazy?"

Tong Yingying sneered, took another sip of wine and shook her head.
“So right after the college entrance examination, I took great pains to escape from that shabby place and come to Linmen to study.

"My dad didn't agree in the first place, and my mom had to beg everyone to give me enough living expenses for one meal a day every month. It's obvious that she's forcing me to go back.

"If I go in, everything in Linmen is expensive, and it's really hard to move without money; if I go back, I feel sullen and don't want to return home with my tail between my legs.
"It's been a stalemate day after day, and studying here is like surviving in the wilderness. I'm just chewing tree bark.

"Fortunately, I was lucky and met an old woman who sent people to collect debts."

Immediately, Tong Yingying glanced at the bustling food stalls around her and explained,

"At that time, she knew where I was from, and she would bring me from far away to have a midnight snack.

"The first time I ate it, I almost cried. Unfortunately, I haven't eaten it for a long time since she passed away."

Yan Huan followed her gaze to trace everything in the food stall. After a few seconds of silence, he said,
"Sister Tong, you have been hiding in the pub in the South District because of your godmother, right?"

"That's right"

But after that glance, Tong Yingying did not show any sadness on her face, instead she smiled freely.

She poured the remaining beer in the bottle into a glass, but instead of drinking it, she poured the beer onto the ground on the street.

Looking at the wine that spread like a spider web on the uneven ground, she couldn't help but murmur,

"Anyway, the beast that Jiudemina and I have been chasing for so long was blown up in Kyoto by your firework along with his regular customers.
"Now Shude Mina won't be coming back. She has passed the Sakuramiya family's review and plans to stay with that delicate young lady.

"I don't plan to go back, but I have to start a new life."

As she spoke, she raised her eyes to look at Yan Huan and An Le beside him.
"For example, help you deal with those hosts of the so-and-so modifiers and save the world?"

Looking at Tong Yingying in front of him, Yan Huan handed the remaining unopened cup of soy milk on the table to Tong Yingying and said with a smile,
"It would be best if you can also quit smoking and drinking."

"Yes, yes, I'm quitting now."

Tong Yingying pushed with her finger, and the seal of the soy milk flew out like a toy.

At this time, the boss came to pay the bill. Tong Yingying slapped a few banknotes on the table and turned away.

"Let's go, retreat!"

Yan Huan glanced back at Anle, and seeing that she was holding the bottle of soy milk and was about to leave, she quickly drank it in a few gulps as if she couldn't bear to waste it.

Then he wiped his mouth and left the store under Tong Yingying's gaze.

"Okay, it's so late."

Outside, a few honking sounds flashed faintly in the neon-lit city. Tong Yingying stretched lazily, then looked at Anle with a scrutinizing look.

Feeling Tong Yingying's gaze, Anle immediately smiled and said sympathetically,
"Then I'll go back first. Xiao Huan, Sister Tong, see you later."

"Wow, you're quite sensible. Now you know how to call me sister?"

It was obvious that Tong Yingying liked to hear this.

Seeing that Anle was so sensible and had not done anything excessive from beginning to end, Tong Yingying finally let down her guard against Anle a little.

She turned to look at Yan Huan, who seemed to have sobered up a little from the alcohol in the evening breeze. She recalled the heartfelt talk just now and couldn't help feeling a little ashamed.
"Okay, then. You should go back and rest early, because you have to go to school tomorrow."

Yan Huan watched An Le leave, and her heartbeat seemed to pause slightly.

Don't forget, Anle came to the South District today to find him.

As a result, before he could be alone for a while, he was interrupted by Tong Yingying.

However, it was difficult for him to keep Anle at the moment. Even if he spoke up, Tong Yingying might not let it go.

hiss.
This is just the beginning, and the pain that may come from having multiple relationships at the same time is already beginning to show.

It seemed to be reminding Yan Huan: This is just the beginning, and you will have a hard time later.

But Yan Huan had made his choice. After all, he couldn't bear to part with Spencer and Anle alone, so it was impossible for him to regret it.

So, later, why don't you invite Anle to your home alone to make up for it?
Thinking of this, Yan Huan nodded in agreement.

"Okay, Sister Tong." The three of them parted ways in front of the food stall.

Along the way, Yan Huan took a walk to digest his food while thinking about specific measures.
"We should start with Bai Yi and Ye Shiyu. It sounds simple, but it's really hard to figure out how to do it."

Hearing this, Meow-chan on his shoulder appeared and thought,

"Why not give them something to do? If they're busy, they won't have the energy to think about other things."

"Well, I have to watch it too, to make sure they don't use any modifiers during the process."

As they were walking, Yan Huan suddenly had an idea.

"By the way, isn't the Spring Cultural Festival coming soon? At that time, each class will hold corresponding activities, and parents will also come to visit.

“Maybe it’s a good opportunity.”

However, Miaojiang did not follow Yan Huan's thinking, but suddenly raised her paw pads and patted Yan Huan's cheek.

Yan Huan's thoughts were interrupted by Miao Jiang's paw pads, and he looked up.
But he saw Anle standing there quietly downstairs of his public rental building, just like this afternoon, which even gave Yan Huan the illusion of "refreshing the room twice".

If it weren't for her body fragrance coming in the night breeze, Yan Huan would probably really suspect that the person in front of him was just an illusion.

"Anle? Didn't you leave?"

Yan Huan walked quickly forward and approached Anle.

Hearing this, Anle's face turned slightly red and she felt very embarrassed.

But above the embarrassment in his eyes, the cunning light was so conspicuous,

"I lied to Sister Tong. I saw she was walking far away, so I didn't go to the station, but came back instead."

So sinister?
Will you come back with a surprise attack?
On her shoulder, Miaojiang was shocked.

"That's it"

Yan Huan was equally surprised, and just stared at her pretty face in the darkness, which looked like a little pink flower.

After looking at her for a long time, he withdrew his gaze with difficulty, remembered to move his steps, and took her upstairs.

Anle blushed slightly as she followed Yan Huan upstairs, her eyes revealing anticipation and excitement.

However, as they walked, Yan Huan couldn't help but ask,
"It's so late, will uncle and aunt ask? Do you want to go first?"

"No need. Mom and Dad told me before I came this afternoon that I would not be going home at night."

Anle waved his hand to show that it was totally fine, but Yan Huan stopped and frowned.
"You're not even going home?"

"Um"

Anle pursed her lips and said sympathetically,

"Mom is an elderly mother, so she needs more care. Right now, Mom and Dad are all focused on that younger brother or sister, so for now."

Listening to her words, Yan Huan suddenly felt a little guilty.

I felt guilty for not inviting her to stay, even if I had to send it secretly on the plane without Tong Yingying's knowledge.

"Peace."

But, perhaps it was because they were childhood sweethearts and had a tacit understanding that seemed to be born in them.

Therefore, Yan Huan just opened his mouth, and An Le knew what he was going to say, so he waved his hand and said,
"Don't apologize, I know."

Hearing this, Yan Huan couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"What do you know in your little head?"

"That's right. I know about Xiao Huan's affairs, and they can't be exposed."

Anle pursed her lips, rubbed the ring on her hand, and explained gently,

“Once it’s exposed, other hosts might suspect that we’re secretly collaborating, which would increase the risk of Xiao Huan’s knowledge of the modifier being exposed.

“Besides, if I stand beside Xiao Huan as someone who has put aside my childhood sweetheart and taken a step further, I’m afraid it will only cause Xiao Huan a lot of trouble, right?
"so."

But before he could finish his words, Yan Huan turned around with a frown and hugged Anle in his arms.

He hugged Anle's soft body tightly little by little until it fit perfectly and seemed difficult to separate.
"That's not the case, Anle."

Feeling her body filled with a warm hug, Anle blinked and smiled happily.

She hugged Yan Huan tightly and asked softly by his neck,

"Xiao Huan told me before that I should speak out whatever I think. Does that still count?"

"Of course, why do you ask?"

"I'm not doubting Xiao Huan, it's just that I really want Xiao Huan to agree to this matter."

As he spoke, An Le relaxed a little from Yan Huan's arms with some nervousness.

She raised her head, gently reached out and held Yan Huan's cheek, and whispered,
"Even if it can't be exposed in public for various reasons, at least here
"Xiao Huan and I are the only ones here, can you please not hide anything?"

As she spoke, her face turned red again, and she let go of Yan Huan's cheek with her eyes evasive.

"So, can I come over here often and be alone with Xiao Huan in private?"

Yan Huan's eyes narrowed slightly, and her throat felt like it was churning, unable to contain herself.

However, looking at the girl in his arms, with the sparkling water on her face, like a little deer ready to be slaughtered at his will, the desire to bully her gradually filled his heart.

He resisted the urge to bully, destroy, and make her cry because she was too cute, bit a strand of her hair hard, and asked in a low voice,

"Just stay alone and do nothing?"

The hot breath like a lion's breath hit her earlobe, making her eyelashes tremble wildly.

But she was really like cotton candy. Even if Yan Huan was deliberately bullying her, she would just go along with what he said.

"Hey? Well, then. I can just do nothing and stay alone with Xiao Huan."

Yan Huan couldn't hold back his stubbornness after being bullied, so he gently let go of her hair and lowered his head.

Anle's eyes narrowed slightly, but she didn't resist at all. She just subconsciously raised her head and let him slaughter her.
"woo"

"Really, nothing to do, Anle?"

Yan Huan's deep voice was like a deadly poison, or was it sweet icing?
Anle's eyes were blurry and he couldn't tell what was going on for a moment.

However, after struggling for a long time, she seemed to have completely given up struggling, stretched out her fingers to cover her red face, and said in a soft voice,
"..Do..A little bit is fine."

"!!"

"Hey, Xiao. Xiao Huanwu!"

However, the next second after she opened her mouth, she was picked up by Yan Huan who had lost control of her, and her whole body was hanging on Yan Huan's body like a small boat drifting in the wind and rain.
Looking in front of him again, Yan Huan's face was dark and veins were bulging all over his body. He was like an arrow on a string that had to be shot.

He held the key and opened the door tremblingly as if he was going to break it. Then he rushed into the room with a dark aura all over his body and closed the door.

Only a black cat and a white snake were left sitting at the door, like the honest god and the honest editor who were stopped by the browser's adult warning.

Miaojiang licked her own paw pads, and at the same time quietly and vigilantly looked at the little finger beside her
It was as if he was afraid that it would take advantage of Yan Huan and An Le's absence to deceive or attack him, his old comrade in power.

But my little finger was just spitting out tongue, but I really didn't have time to pay attention to it.

"crunch~"

Because the next second, there was a faint sound of low-quality wooden boards shaking.

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It seems that the broken bed in Yan Huan’s rental house really needs to be replaced.

(End of this chapter)