Chapter 11 Go to the hotel next door and talk till dawn

"7,000 years old?

Wow, the age difference between the priest and the little boy is only 70 years at most."

An Lan clapped his hands and pretended to be amazed.

"..."

It was hard. Angel Yan felt that her fist had become hard.

Angel Yan considers himself to be the number one Yun Siji in the galaxy, and his 7,000-year-old talking skills are unmatched by anyone in the universe. However, in front of An Lan, who is not in a normal mental state and therefore never plays his cards according to common sense, Angel Yan can only be defeated.

.

I really can't accept this.

Angel Yan had already thought about it. If An Lan directly said that the age difference of 7,000 years was too big, then she could say that in a million years you will only be slightly younger than me.

"Don't you feel guilty?" An Lan continued to type.

"Shut up, how can you compare me to those priests?"

Angry and angry, Angel Yanjiao gave up teasing An Lan and jumped off the counter. She put her hand on her chest and explained, "Angels pursue true love. Do you understand true love?"

"I once understood." An Lan's eyes were a little lonely. He had lost all emotion and could no longer even understand the word "love".

When Angel Yan saw An Lan's lonely eyes, he felt a little stinging in his heart. What more could he ask for? After all, he was just a child who didn't understand love.

"well……"

Angel Yan sighed and explained helplessly: "True love is when both parties desire to be with each other.

This is a very sincere pursuit of mine, without any force or threat. If you agree, then it is your consent."

"The priest also said the same thing when he faced the judge. Sincerely, you are willing to do it and I am willing to do it."

An Lan's expression changed in a second, his lonely look disappeared, and he continued to output with a grin.

This kid has such superb acting skills.

Angel Yan was speechless again. Combining the current exchange and the previously observed communication process between An Lan and Qilin, Angel Yan knew that there were some questions she would never get answers to.

Because An Lan can always use flirtatious words to unknowingly lead the topic to other aspects and avoid directly answering any questions that make him feel embarrassed or do not know how to answer.

"What a good young man, but it's a pity that he has a mouth." Angel Yan sighed, wishing he could sew An Lan's mouth shut with a needle.

But if it was really said that they would be sewn together, Angel Yan would be reluctant to do so. It was precisely the saucy words that came out of her mouth that caused her calm state of mind a few years ago to stir up waves.

"I'm much more qualified than Zhou Shuyi, at least I never swear." An Lan shrugged and smiled.

Except for the Internet, everything on the Internet is virtual. Canyon Pianist, can that be called unqualified?

"I would rather you speak dirty words like Zhou Shuyi, at least then I won't be so tired when talking to you."

Angel Yan complained again. Every time he communicated, he had to look up relevant information about the earth and check the background. Only Angel's computing power could do it.

An Lan looked at Angel Yan in surprise and said in surprise: "I never thought that you are actually a fan of Rie Kugimiya."

!???

The thousandth of a second when Angel Yan's brain shut down again, why did he jump from Zhou Shuyi to Kugimiya Rie? How far has your brain circuit jumped?

After consulting some information, Angel Yan figured out An Lan's logic: Rie Kugimiya is known as the tsundere queen in the voice acting world and has played many tsundere characters.

Baga, very cool, no way out, fans love to hear Rie Kugimiya scold these three sentences in a arrogant voice.

"Just say so."

The two chatted for a long time. Angel Yan, with his super computing power that could access any information on the earth at any time, was always able to keep up with An Lan's rhythm. It was better to chat and laugh happily.

"Yawn~"

An Lan yawned, looked at the time on the computer, took out a cigarette and lit it, and said a little tiredly: "It's nice to chat with you.

But it’s already eleven o’clock now, I’m a little sleepy and want to go home and rest.”

This is an eviction order.

"Going home and resting means you take a shower, lie down on the bed, and turn on your phone until three o'clock before going to bed?

We can talk for a while longer."

Angel Yan sat on the bar and held her chin with one hand, observing An Lan with interest and joking that, as far as she knew, An Lan didn't go to bed until three o'clock.

An Lan held a cigarette in his mouth, ignored Angel Yan, and went about packing everything in the store: counting the change, checking the power supply, checking the fire-fighting equipment...

"If you really want to talk, then we can get a room in the hotel next door and have in-depth communication and strong communication until dawn."

Offense is the best defense. Under normal circumstances, whenever An Lan uses this move, the opponent will feel offended and subconsciously distance themselves from An Lan.

"You invited a strange woman to the hotel on the first day we met. You are so special."

"You were talking about a love that will never break up just now."

Angel Yan sat on the revolving chair and pointed his finger at the corner of his mouth, showing no intention of getting up. He looked at An Lan packing his things with interest and declined: "It's a pity, I don't have an ID card."

Not having an ID card is of course an excuse. With angel-level computing power that can access any information on the earth at any time, it would be easy to hack into a hotel's management system.

"Pap..."

Angel Yan used the strength from his waist to jump off the revolving chair, his metal high heels making a crisp sound on the floor, and he walked up to An Lan with a swaying cat walk.

The unbearable little waist slowly bent down. Angel Yan and An Lan, who was bent over to check the circuit, looked at each other and smiled, and said with a charming smile: "So, let's go to your house."

"ha!?"

An Lan stopped what he was doing and was slightly surprised. This was the first time that the rhythm of the conversation was out of his control.

Angel Yan felt happy in his heart, haha, no matter how much he escapes or how confused his thinking is, in the final analysis he is just a little boy in his twenties.

Your angel sister and I have 7,000 years of Taoism. Even Yun Siji can improve his skills by driving too much.

"You don't want me, a girl without an ID card, to live on the streets and be bullied by bad people."

Angel Yan pretended to be weak and spoke a question in a declarative tone.

An Lan frowned, confused as to what Angel Yan was planning. Although losing his feelings could make him more rational, it also prevented him from gaining many points that ordinary people could understand.

"Can."

An Lan nodded awkwardly, and could only take one step at a time.

Regardless of whether he refuses or not, Angel Yan can understand his every move by virtue of his powerful computing power and observation of the dark plane.

The enemy is in darkness and we are in the clear. This situation is not what An Lan wants.

Pull Angel Yan from the dark to the light, from high to low, so that both sides have the opportunity to learn the information about the other side, and at least compete fairly.

A few minutes later, An Lan finished cleaning up the coffee shop, closed the door and walked to the underground garage.

Angel Yan used atomic recombination technology to put his armor into the dark plane, put on an Earthling costume, and followed An Lan step by step, as if he really planned to go home with him.
Chapter completed!