Weird Fantasy Invasion

She didn't know how to use chopsticks, so she used a spoon to scoop up the vegetables and eat them with rice.

It just so happens that all the dishes at Anle’s house today are good to eat with rice.

“It’s delicious!” “It’s delicious, it’s delicious. Come to my house next time and I’ll make you Ha An Le again. Go and collect the bowl.”

"Oh oh."

Anle stood up, Spencer took a look and stood up to help, but Anle's mother said,

"Hey, just sit there and let Anle come."

"Okay."

Then Spencer just sat down, patting his stomach and didn't move.

Anle's mother blinked, then covered her mouth and chuckled.

She carried the clean plates and walked into the kitchen with Anle, while Anle's father stayed at the dining table to clean the table.

In the kitchen, the mother laughed and said,

"These foreign kids are very direct and don't play tricks on us."

"Spencer is not from Long Country, not even from Linmen. He can't even use chopsticks."

"That's nothing. This kid is quite interesting."

Anle's mother rolled up her sleeves and said to Anle,

"Alright, alright, let your dad wash it. When you finish your homework, go play with your classmates."

Anle nodded, walked out of the room, and called to his father,

"Dad! Mom asked you to wash the dishes!"

The middle-aged man who was sitting on the sofa was about to turn on the TV when he stared back.

"I have to wash it again? I cooked the meal! Let your mother wash it!"

In the kitchen, Anle's mother's voice came leisurely,

"I'm not feeling well~"

"Fuck you, you're uncomfortable every day!"

Even though he said that, the uncle still stood up reluctantly and walked towards the kitchen while cursing,

"Bring the money from now on. 50 per wash! I want to buy a fishing rod!"

"Yes, yes, come on, I'll make you some dessert."

Spencer folded his hands, watching Anle's parents talking in the kitchen, and looking at Anle standing at the kitchen door with a smile on his face, wondering what he was thinking.

"."

It was not until a few seconds later that Anle came closer and said to Spencer,

"Come on, I'll take you to see my reptile. There are also games in the house."

".Ah."

Spencer stood up and followed Anle back to the room.

Finally, he looked back in the direction of the kitchen.

"Click."

After closing the door of the room, Anle untied the straps of her bra and placed it in the clothes basket next to her.

Then, she finally stretched out comfortably, sat down in front of the computer, and asked Spencer,

"Um, Spencer, do you want to see some reptiles?"

Spencer glanced at the gecko in the box, her face paled a little, she took a step back and shook her head.

"do not want!"

Anle blinked and said with a smile,

"Don't be afraid, they are all very well behaved and cute~"

"I'm not scared, okay!! It's just that this is not cute at all!"

"Well, do you want to play games?"

Spencer glanced at Anle's old console. It was okay for playing galgames, but it would be difficult to play 3D racing games that Spencer liked.

"Forget it, just have fun."

Talking so idly, she lay down on Anle's bed very naturally, clasping her hands, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Well"

Anle came over and looked at Spencer, whose face had turned ugly since he finished his meal. He thought it was his own problem, so he explained carefully,

"There's nothing fun at my house, Spencer-san, I'm sorry."

"What are you sorry for? It's not your problem. It's just..."

As he spoke, Spencer turned sideways again in annoyance.

But when I turned around, I saw a group photo placed on the bedside.

The photo shows two very cute children, a little boy and a little girl.

The little boy was smiling, and Spencer recognized the identity of President Yan Huan from that smile at a glance.

The little girl next to her seemed much more shy, compared to Yan Huan who was looking at the camera and making a "yeah" gesture.

She just shyly grabbed Yan Huan's clothes and looked at him.

"Eh"

Spencer, who was originally a little annoyed, suddenly became interested. She sat up, took the photo frame and looked at it carefully.

"Spencer, that... that's not okay!"

But this time, Anle snatched the thing back very forcefully and held it in his arms.

Spencer was not annoyed, but turned to look at Anle, whose face was flushed, with a puzzled look.

“Is it so precious?”

"Of course! This is the same as the bookmark. There is only one copy of this one. This is the only photo of Xiao Huan and I, so."

"You're wrong. Are you all too fond of Yan Huan?"

Spencer lay down on the bed again with her hands folded, but this time Spencer kept looking at Anle. She asked,

"Does he have any merits other than his good looks? He's fierce. The girls in school all look at him like you do, as if he's a ghost. I guess he was elected as the student council president because he's good-looking?"

"That's not right, okay!"

Anle opened his mouth and quickly explained,

"The voting for the student council president is very strict. Even during the initial auditions, many people voted for Xiao Huan because of her appearance.

"But later, so many debates, so many exams and activities proved that Xiao Huan deserved the title."

Anle put the photo frame back on the bedside table, looked at Spencer, pursed her lips and said,

"Xiao Huan is not just a good and kind man at ordinary times, he is also very fierce and reliable at critical moments.

"Especially during the final debate last semester, he debated with the second and third year candidates and made them cry on the spot.

"Totsuki Academy is a gathering place for students like Spencer who come from well-off families. Xiao Huan is recognized by most people, and it's not just because of her appearance."

Spencer totally didn't understand why Anle and the others liked Yan Huan.

After all, she didn't threaten Yan Huan because she liked him.

As for appearance, although Yan Huan is indeed an outstanding one in Spencer's eyes, this alone is not enough to attract Spencer.

That guy is fierce and likes to play tricks on me. I don't know what's good about him.

Spencer couldn't help but think of the other person frowning at him with a look of disgust on his face.

Thinking of this, she was not annoyed, but instead smiled wickedly.

As long as there is such a thing as the [Plunder System], the more he and those who like him and have everything hate her, the better.

However, looking at Anle, whose face was slightly red, Spencer still touched his chin and said,

"I understand. It turns out that guy is a 'contrast'. He pretends to be that way on weekdays, but in private..."

Anle's face flushed when she heard this. She puffed up her cheeks angrily and said angrily,

"Student Spencer! I told you not to watch those things anymore! You'll become a bad person!"

"what?!"

Spencer looked puzzled, took out the black bag that he had been carrying with him all the time, turned to a certain page, and said,

"But isn't that what you mean? You usually look so smiling and harmless, but in reality you are not like that. Isn't that a contrast?"

Anle is really like a scholar meeting a soldier.

Spencer is just getting started. She started using the few words she learned randomly. It would be even more serious if she could use the Internet.

Anle pouted, snatched the "Pure Ballet" from her hand, and put it back into the bag.

"Don't use such weird words! Sexual tension! It's sexual tension, okay!!"

“I don’t understand what the difference is.”

Spencer looked like his brain was overloaded and he was too lazy to think about the difference between the two words.

"Dong Dong~"

"Please come in!"

But at this moment, there was a knock on the door. After Anle responded, the door was opened.

The mother An Le was seen outside the door, holding the cut apples.

"Come on, you two, have some fruit."

"Ah, thank you, Auntie."