Chapter 66 Annan: I Personally Go Out

After meeting with the players, Annan did not follow Neussel to see Nefertari first, nor did he immediately purify the erosion of the Four Dark Engraves.

"Let's show my sincerity first."

- I go out myself.

Annan said so, and followed the three players back to their residence.

Because Annan came down very suddenly, Si Anke and Lin Yiyi's rooms were not cleaned up, and they looked very messy. From this point of view, this is true for the siblings who are not the same except for their appearance. have something in common.

So in the end, Annan could only be left in Jiu'er's room.

Lin Yiyi and Niusser chatted in the living room, which can also be called friendly mutual testing.

Si Anke originally thought that Jiu'er was inconvenient as a girl, so she would take the initiative to take care of Annan. But under the gaze of Jiu'er's death, Si Anke silently withdrew without saying a word.

I don't know if it's an illusion or not, Si Anke always feels that everyone around him seems to be "death staring".

Or, only he will often trigger the gaze of others unconsciously...

He ended up running to chat with Doreen.

See if I can get some info, or get some quest clues or something...

——It was definitely not because he was particularly curious about that animal ear and wanted to touch it!

"This is the black tea I brewed, Your Highness. Please drink some to warm your body first."

"Ah, thank you."

"Girandaio" took the cup of black tea, which should be called milk tea, with both hands, nodded slightly and thanked.

He tried to take a sip.

It tastes good...rather very good. The aroma ratio of milk and tea is just right, and the taste is dense and smooth. It's just the temperature that you can drink comfortably and feel the warmth in your belly without burning your mouth.

"You just drank a little wine, although it's not much... But if the black tea is too strong, taking it after drinking may damage the kidneys."

Jiu'er stood aside and said softly, "You just came down from the top, I don't know how long the cold wind has been blowing,

I think you might have a cold...but I don't know if you can handle the taste of ginger, so I didn't make ginger tea.

"Considering that you may be a little tired after running around for so long, I added some milk and sugar without authorization. It can warm the stomach and add sugar to the brain."

After all, purifying nightmares is also a mental work~

Jiu'er showed a cute smile and offered cookies.

"It's a pity that there is no oven here..."

She shook her head regretfully: "I will still bake snacks."

When I was reading comics, Jiu'er knew about love cookies. I also learned from the chef at home for a while, at least the cookies have been baked properly.

But unfortunately, she has not met anyone who wants to send handmade cookies...

And she rarely wanted to make it for Annan, but there was no oven in this world.

This undoubtedly reminded her invisibly that they were not in the same world.

Although Jiu'er's tone was gentle and courteous, but Annan keenly heard that she was not in a good mood.

"And here's citrus and honey. Would you like a honey citrus tea? It's a hangover."

"That's not necessary, wine."

"Ghilandaio" chewed the biscuits, and the bright smile on his face faded a little - although the smile faded a lot, but the feeling it gave Jiu'er was more real.

"This body of mine can't get drunk."

"...That's it. Then..."

"—but, I hope you can make one for yourself."

"Gilandaio" looked at Jiu'er with deep eyes: "Honey citrus tea is very sweet."

"...Hey? Yes, it's very sweet, what's wrong..."

"Sweet stuff can be used to soothe the mind. It's a relief for a bad mood."

Through the body of the golem, Annan stared at the petite black-haired girl.

Her hairstyle is a slightly long pure black lotus leaf, and her bright eyes are like morning stars.

Annan's eyes were as warm as black tea.

His voice was bright and powerful: "You can think it was for me... Then I'll give it to you to drink."

"...How could such a thing be said in advance?"

Liquor could not laugh or cry.

If it's ready for Annan, and Annan feeds it...or gives it to himself to drink, then it can be considered romantic.

If you make it for yourself, you will feel inexplicably empty.

- It's a very empty feeling.

But... can you feel that I'm in a bad mood?

Jiu'er moved in her heart and opened her mouth to say something.

But Annan reached out and pressed it on her hair.

Feeling the scorching heat through his hair, Jiu'er was stunned.

"Just for me."

Annan said warmly, "Be nice to yourself, thank you very much."

"...Ugh."

Jiu'er was silent for a long time, suddenly screamed, turned around and jumped out of the room: "Hug, sorry!"

She closed the door with a touch, leaning against the door of the room and trying to rub her flushed face.

There was still a mixture of shock and smirk on her face - she was rubbing her face hard, trying to make it back, but the temperature couldn't come down.

What's the matter what's going on? !

Isn't Annan an innocent and pure wife?

Why does he look like an uncle like a real uncle? !

Jiu'er always thought that he was a few years older than Annan and should be the one who was in charge of flirting - he was teased by Annan in his uncle's state without any psychological preparation, and Jiu'er suddenly felt his face get hot.

"……Oops."

It's like having a fever.

She moaned silently.

- Am I actually an uncle? !

Shut up, I'm obviously Annan Control!

After a while, she finally calmed down.

The temperature on his face did not go down, and even the temperature in his palm also rose.

She carefully opened a crack in the door and looked inside.

For some reason, she was looking forward to the moment she opened the door to see Gillandaio standing in front of the door, and then suddenly startled herself—

Unfortunately not.

Gillandaio didn't go to bed, let alone under her quilt. I just took a blanket and slept on the sofa without taking off my clothes.

With a rope tied to his ankle, he fell into a dream.

"...Tsk."

Jiu'er reacted slowly.

Why did Annan suddenly make such a move——

He didn't want to take the liberty of lying on his bed and sleeping under his quilt... After all, Gillandaio was an adult male in appearance, and even if no one would know about it, he didn't think it was a good thing.

But he also didn't want to refuse wine again and again because of this. I don't want her to be disappointed by this.

Jiu'er can be sure that she will pester Annan to sleep under her quilt... Rather, she has been quietly tidying up the room without reminding Lin Yiyi, which belongs to the prudence of adolescent girls.

But this scheming was seen through by Annan's penetrating eyes. He drove Jiu'er out of the room in such a gentle way, and then immediately fell into a nightmare on the bed... Jiu'er could not have forced him into his bed, and it was even more impossible for Gillandaio to live here forever.

There was only one chance, and she accidentally missed it.

"...Is this a rejection? But it's so euphemistic... It means, do I still have a chance?"

She murmured in a low voice and walked over to look at Gillandaio's sleeping face.

After a long time, she shook her head slightly with mixed feelings.

Picking up the citrus that was prepared on the head of the bed for Annan to eat, she gently peeled it off and took a piece of it herself.

Obviously sweet.

It's a pity I didn't let you eat it this time.