Weird Fantasy Invasion

Outside, Anle had already dialed the number reserved at Spencer's home and put the phone to his ear.

Because of this, Yan Huan could not hear anything about the conversation on the other end of the phone.

"Welcome to the Golden Lion Group. Based on the source of your call, we would like to confirm that you are calling for matters related to the college. If yes, please press one; if no, please press two."

On the other end, a female mechanical voice with a strong mechanical feel came from the phone, causing Anle to hesitate for a moment before pressing the "one" button.

"Hello, I am Miss Aria Spencer's AI life butler. You can call me Lionheart. How can I help you?"

Holding the phone, Anle quickly told the AI ​​that Spencer might be unwell, hoping that it could find Spencer's location as soon as possible.

The Lionheart AI was silent for a moment, then told Anle that "Spencer's vital signs are currently good" and "the staff have already contacted Spencer", and told her not to worry.

"I'm fine, thank you."

Anle hung up the phone, held the phone in his arms, showed a thankful expression, and spoke to the little finger beside him in his mind,

"It looks like Spencer's family has confirmed Spencer's condition. I'm glad she's okay."

The little finger on the shoulder curled his lips and said,

"You chose the [Pleasure Route], so my ability is not very lethal and won't harm her. Her family has already contacted her so soon, so I guess she didn't take this opportunity to do anything bad."

“Thank goodness.”

Little Finger glanced at Anle and just said,

"As expected of a big dog owner, he reacted in such a short time when something went wrong."

But that's good. Spencer won't have a chance to mess around, which means the thumb won't be eaten either.

Thinking of this, Little Finger couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But at this moment, Anle suddenly remembered something, turned around and looked at Little Finger, and asked,

"Little Finger, I have a question. I've been wanting to ask you for a while."

".speak."

Anle pursed his lips, thought for a second, then looked at his little finger and asked,

"Little Finger, are you hiding something from me?"

Little Finger didn't even spit out his tongue, didn't answer, just stared at Anle.

Anle did not let the silence continue, instead she added,

"When you saw Xiao Huan's sister named Ye before, your reaction was very strange. Now that Spencer drank your medicine, you seemed to realize something and made an accurate judgment."

With such good awareness, why don’t you become a professional player?

The little finger stuck out its tongue, knowing that Anle might have begun to notice the competition between the fingers.

But it stared into Anle's eyes and fell strangely silent.

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Of course, she would be told about this in the end anyway.

Pinky was just thinking whether it was the right time to tell her about this.

According to Little Finger's point of view, the best solution is to develop for a period of time before informing the host of the existence of other modifiers.

By then, the host has most likely used the modifier to realize many of his wishes, and has gradually become addicted to the quagmire of desire.

Therefore, in order to continue the convenience of using the modifiers and further satisfy their own desires, they will exclude other modifier owners.

But now this silly child Anle messes up every time she uses it, and she hasn't tasted any sweetness at all. There's no way she can stay with him.

That’s not all. She’s such a coward. Once a fight starts, she’ll probably give in 15 times.

What's more, the opponent of the fight includes Spencer, one of her only two friends, so he is likely to surrender.

No, the time is not right and we have to keep it a secret!

"Ahem, you're overthinking it. When I saw Ye Shiyu before, I just thought her eyes were a little fierce. Don't you think so?"

Anle thought about the way Ye Shiyu looked at him at that time, and he always felt that she was not looking at an enemy.

Of course, it doesn't look like he's looking at anyone.

"As for Spencer, you said it yourself, people have different physiques. Is it possible that she is more resistant to poison? It's just that I am more confident in my ability and I don't believe that there is anyone in the world who is immune to my ability!"

This is so true that even the most powerful Thumb among the five modifiers will have its defense penetrated by its characteristics.

"That's it"

Anle looked at Little Thumb's head which was proudly raised, and seemed to believe what it said.

Then the doubts on her face disappeared and a smile appeared on her face.

Out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly caught a glimpse of something on the photo album, and murmured in reality,

"Xiao Huan actually left this phone number."

Little Finger looked at the phone book curiously and saw the number following Yan Huan's name.

The first part is Linmen's international area code, and the second part is "07010624"

Little Thumb was puzzled and asked,

"What is this?"

Anle turned around and said softly,

"When Xiao Huan was little, he told me that he would leave the orphanage sooner or later. I was a little worried at the time because I didn't know where to find him after he left the orphanage.

“So I told him that if he left the orphanage, the school wouldn’t be able to keep his family’s phone number.”

As he spoke, Anle's eyes drooped again.

"He said that if anything happened to him, there would be no one else to take care of him, and leaving a family phone number would be useless.

"When the time comes, just leave a fake number. He made one up by combining our birthdays."

Little Finger opened his mouth, looked at Anle whose eyes were slightly red, and glanced at the number on it.

After a long silence, it finally seemed to be unable to hold back and asked curiously,

".How does an orphan know his birthday?"

Anle was slightly startled, and almost cried as if her defenses were broken.

"He was born in Linmen, and he had a father and a mother! There's information in the archives!! What are you talking about, Little Finger?!" "Ahem."

In the room, Yan Huan, who was holding Spencer, did not hear An Le explaining a lot to Little Finger in her mind, but only heard her mention the number she left in the notebook.

So at this moment, behind the curtain, Yan Huan seemed unable to suppress his thoughts about many things in the past and Anle.

So at this moment, outside the curtain, Anle looked down at the address book and was also lost in memories of the past.

Just as the childhood sweethearts were reminiscing about each other's feelings, Spencer's hair, which was originally held tightly by Yan Huan, suddenly became several shades brighter.

She raised her head in a daze, and it seemed that after the confusion just now, her excellent physique had expelled some of the toxins.

It was like a dream, she was still not awake, but she finally recognized the person in front of her.

It’s that annoying president, Yan Huan.

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Spencer blinked blankly, watching him clamp himself, looking outside with a complicated look.

Is there anyone outside?

Spencer didn't know, but he felt that his focused gaze, as if he was looking at someone alone, was so dazzling that people couldn't help but want to snatch it and defile it.

She glanced at the joint that Yan Huan was holding tightly, and exerted force without any thought.

"Buzz!"

A force as powerful as a golden bull exploded instantly, causing Yan Huan, who was still looking outside and reminiscing, to suddenly change his expression and turn around to look at her.

Spencer?!

When did you come? !

Not

When did you wake up? !

Spencer watched as Yan Huan's concentration and seriousness towards other people were disrupted by him, and he became surprised and flustered.

She felt excited just by seeing this scene.

Memory is a river. Yan Huan’s memory and that unknown person’s memory outside complement each other and reflect the wonderful scenes of the past.

Spencer stood by the river in a very disgusting manner, picked up a big rock, and smashed the mountain and valley echoing and the harmonious scene into pieces with a "bang".

As a result, there was no more memory of others in the river of "Yan Huan", only the ripples reflecting Spencer's annoying smile.

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Spencer's originally silly expression was gradually stained with the evil smile that he was familiar with in the past, even though his eyes were still blurred at this moment.

She grabbed Yan Huan's hand, turned over domineeringly, and sat on Yan Huan's lower abdomen.

Because the movement is so large, it is possible that the bed will be lifted up and make a slight noise.

Yan Huan's pupils shrank, and she quickly arched her waist to get off the bed, so that the force of her turning over on herself would not push the bed board and make unusual noises.

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Still quiet.

Outside the curtain.

Anle stroked the phone book and said self-reproachfully,

"At that time, it was just Xiao Huan and I playing tag in the water in the park. He was the ghost and I couldn't outrun him, but he always gave in to me. Looking back, I can still see his gentle smile to me."

Inside the curtain.

Yan Huan tensed his muscles and leaned back steadily on the bed.

It was difficult for him to exert force since he was lying flat on his back, so he pushed Spencer away a little, intending to turn around a little and stand up with the help of his hands.

But as soon as he turned around, Spencer behind him grabbed his clothes tightly like a devil.