The evil female's soft waist makes the interstellar boss unable to sleep at night

Chapter 68 The Overlord forced his bow

You can't just say: Hi, I took the initiative just now!
Saint Anlan felt so embarrassed that he wanted to crawl into the ground just thinking about it.

For some reason, she had the feeling that she was robbing a decent woman, but Pushe Yuan didn't seem to be from a good family either.

Anyway, this matter is a bit immoral.

As a modern person on Earth, Saint Anlan is not too conservative. She just does it. After all, she will not suffer any loss.

Although Pushe Yuan was ill, there was nothing to criticize about his appearance and skills.

It's just, a little embarrassing.

After all, the other party had wanted to do that to her before, but she had refused again and again. Now she took the initiative.

There is something mysterious in it that is difficult to explain.

Or to be more specific, it's a bit embarrassing.

Pushe Yuan looked at the person next to him, his fair face slowly turning pink, and finally red, his eyes flickering.

Pushe Yuan's mouth corners curled up slightly. This was the first time he saw such an innocent female.

In order to obtain intelligence, he had to deal with various females. As rare and noble beings, they often held important information.

When those people came into contact with him, they either made bold gestures or seduced him implicitly. Regardless of the former or the latter, the expressions on their faces showed great purpose.

He had never seen anyone blushing like Saint Anlan.

However, he liked her innocence.

And he was glad that she was his female.

But if you continue to watch, the other party will probably run away or get angry out of humiliation.

He withdrew his gaze, half sat up, and when the quilt slid down, many red marks were exposed.

He glanced at it himself without paying any attention, but Saint Anlan tried his best to ignore him, but bumped into him from time to time because of the narrow space.

The narrow space can easily cause the surrounding air to heat up quickly, making the atmosphere instantly ambiguous.

Seeing that the atmosphere was becoming increasingly uneasy, Saint Anlan's lips trembled as he was about to say something to break the atmosphere.

Pushe Yuan glanced at the clothes beside the bed at this time, picked them up and handed them over: "Thank you, Princess, for saving me."

The other party's words were extremely sincere, without any trace of lust, and Sheng Anlan felt much more relieved after hearing them.

However, these words sounded normal, but for some reason they concealed a hint of tenderness.

Saint Anlan could only ignore this strange feeling and replied, "No, this is what I should do."

She paused after she finished speaking, then added: "After all, you are my beastly husband."

My beastly husband?

When Pushe Yuan heard this, a smile appeared at the corner of his eyes, making his already charming eyes look even more lively.

After Saint Anlan finished speaking, she pretended to be calm and put on her clothes. She tried to remain as calm as possible throughout the whole process.

Always remember that as long as you are not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed.

Fortunately, after the other party handed the clothes to her, he no longer stared at her, so Sheng Anlan could quietly "pretend" to continue.

After seeing Sheng Anlan put on his clothes, Pushe Yuan slowly said, "Princess, do you want to eat some burritos?"

Saint Anlan paused as he was about to take a step. "You have burritos?"

Pushe Yuan nodded and said, "If the princess wants to eat, I will prepare it right away."

Sheng Anlan was a little moved when he heard this, but the other party had just recovered from his illness, and from what he said it seemed that he had not started yet and was not ready to do it.

Sheng Anlan shook his head and said, "Forget it. You are just fine. You should have a good rest. We still need to prepare everything from the beginning."

Pushe Yuan chuckled: "Princess, are you concerned about me?" Sheng Anlan: "..."

That’s not what he meant, but kind of!
"Don't worry Princess, the burrito is already prepared, but I didn't have time to put the seasoning on it before I gave it to the princess and she got sick."

After saying that, he opened the door and spoke to a servant.

Not long after, the waiter came back and brought the burrito.

After washing his hands, Pushe Yuan carefully brushed the wraps with sauce and then put them on a small stove to bake.

Saint Anlan had been busy rescuing people before and had not taken a close look. Only now did he notice that there was a small stove made of phosphorus stone in the left corner of this small mobile house.

Looking at Pushe Yuan handling the roll in his hand with ease, Sheng Anlan couldn't help but sigh in his heart again, he really can cook.

And with that attitude, if Saint Anlan hadn't known that he was from another planet, he would have really thought that he and he were from the same place.

This technique is really too similar.

The other party was doing it seriously, and occasionally noticed Saint Anlan's scrutiny. He smiled and said, "Is there anything wrong with what I did?"

Sheng Anlan shook his head. "On the contrary, I think you're very professional. Where did you learn these methods?"

Sheng Anlan added silently in her heart, this is more like what an Earthling does than what she does.

Pushe Yuan skillfully flipped the burrito in his hand. "I saw this in an ancient book. I thought it was quite interesting, but many of the things in it don't exist in Interstellar. I need to figure it out myself to find a replacement."

When Saint Anlan heard this, his heart resonated. This ancient book really exists!
She had just said it casually before, and she couldn't wait to know what this thing looked like.

If it is true as she thought, then the people on this planet may have immigrated from Earth.

In other words, there is a high possibility that civilization has been interrupted.

Saint Anlan suppressed his inner speculation and said, "Can I take a look?"

After saying that, he felt a little awkward and added, "I just think this thing looks delicious and I want to learn how to make it."

Pushe Yuan turned the cake over and handed it to Saint Anlan, "Then Princess, please add my star traces and I will send it to you."

If Pushe Yuan hadn't said this, Sheng Anlan would have almost forgotten that Star Trail is a social tool.

When I opened it from the light brain, it recognized Pusheyuan's social account, and soon the other party sent me a book.

As soon as Saint Anlan opened the first page, he saw a familiar recipe: "Cold-mixed Zhe Er Gen."

Don't think too much, the taste is so authentic.

The boredom of the past few days had dissipated a lot at this moment.

It feels like finding an organization in a foreign land.

She took a few glances and put the laptop back.

Yu Guangzhong caught a glimpse of the message sent by Jun Zhouyang, but she left without even clicking on it.

Pushe Yuan caught a glimpse of him and the smile on his face deepened. But when he noticed that Sheng Anlan had turned his head, he retracted his smile.

"How is it? Princess, is this burrito delicious?"

Saint Anlan took a bite and nodded, "That's a good idea. I must make a copy for myself when I get back."

Upon hearing this, Pushe Yuan said calmly, "If the princess likes it, I will make it for her again. I'm pretty good at it anyway."

Sheng Anlan didn't dare to respond. She could see that although Pushe Yuan was not a bad person, he was not a kind person either. He always did things very carefully, and maybe there was something else waiting for her.

She didn't forget that there was another agreement she didn't know about.

Thinking of this, she waved her hand: "It's embarrassing to always eat yours. It's more interesting to eat what you make yourself."

Pushe Yuan didn't say anything more after hearing this.

(End of this chapter)