Chapter 483 Chatting

Author: Qi Chu Jiu

Chapter 483 Chatting

In the private room, Huacheng looked at An Ning sincerely, waiting for her answer.

An Ning asked, "Why are you afraid of me?"

"How can I have——-I have respect, respect from the bottom of my heart."

Huacheng, who was talking nonsense, laughed twice awkwardly.

"Hehehe, it's true that I can't beat you, but I also really admire you from the bottom of my heart."

An Ning glanced at Huacheng, then turned her eyes and said, "You have good taste."

"Ah——-thank you, thank you!"

The two chatted half-jokingly, but they didn't talk much about each other.

After chatting for a few words, Huacheng began to order food to eat first, but after eating An Ning's three cages of Shaomai, he was not hungry at all.

She looked at Huacheng and asked, "Are you hungry? How about waiting for Jiang Xia to come over."

"oh-----"

A heart-wrenching oh made An Ning narrow her eyes slightly, waiting for Huacheng's explanation.

At this moment, Huacheng realized that his coward friend Jiang Xia hadn't confessed to An Ning yet, and he couldn't let it slip.

"Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-"

Four ups and downs of oh-oh-oh appeared. Huacheng shook his shoulders while oh-oh-oh, and danced awkwardly in the open space.

"Let me dance for you first to open up the atmosphere."

Huacheng felt like a mentally ill person. He saw pity in An Ning's eyes.

Hey——who is he doing this for?

Jiangxia must pay for a car!

Huacheng, who secretly made the decision for Jiang Xia, was still immersed in it until the end, and seemed to be really working hard for a car.

"Well——- let's order food."

An Ning stood up calmly, walked to the door, and called the waiter who sent her just now.

When the waiter came in, An Ning tried to persuade him to stay: "Well... you'd better stay in the room."

The waiter agreed first, then took the menu and ordered for An Ning and Hua Cheng.

Huacheng, who was dancing awkwardly on the other side, finally ended her intoxicating dance and sat on a chair.

An Ning on the other side pointed at Huacheng and said: "Give him a bottle of ice water to calm down."

"I want...this fruit wine and this snack."

An Ning ordered so many first, then looked at Huacheng and asked: "What do you need?"

Huacheng shook his head... nodded again, and asked unsteadily: "Can I have a bowl of rice? I haven't eaten dinner yet."

"Okay, here are two bowls of rice. If you want two side dishes, you can watch them."

"Okay, please wait."

The waiter went out with the ordered menu and placed orders for two people.

In the room, Huacheng, who was quiet for a while, wanted to stand up and dance again. He was not used to such silence.

"Huacheng, sit down."

He was completely aware of Huacheng's intentions. In one sentence, Huacheng's buttocks that had not yet fully risen sat back down completely with just one touch.

"Haha, no, no, I just checked to see if the chair is strong."

The duplicitous Huacheng picked up the water on the table and drank it.

He swore in his heart that he would never be alone in a space with peace again.

Hua Cheng felt awkward and constrained, the kind that could cut people with air, while An Ning didn't feel anything at all. She just saw Hua Cheng's whole body feeling as uncomfortable as thorns, and she was a little puzzled.

"Huacheng, are you allergic to me?"

"Ah? No! Absolutely not!"

"Then why are you so restless? Have you done something wrong?"

Huacheng shook his head crazily.

"No, no, I just don't know what to say to you."

"Then don't say it."

An Ning's natural answer made Huacheng want to cry. He, a social expert, really encountered Waterloo here in An Ning.

Looking at the crying Huacheng, An Ning looked like an old parent worrying about his children.

"Hey, I really don't have a moment to spare."

"Shall I give you a few topics? For example, the time you were raped by the black girl bully in the village?"

"Or maybe you cry while working in the fields?"

"And what about that time when you went to feed the pigs and got humped by the pigs?

"By the way, there's also that time when you were chased by a big rooster and ran around the village several times."

With An Ning's every word, the embarrassment in Huacheng's heart did diminish a little, but the feeling of wanting to cry became more and more real.

"Ancestor, my biological ancestor, please stop talking, can't I do some good things?"

When An Ning was asked, he thought about it very seriously and said, "I don't know about any good things, so you can tell me yourself."

Looking at An Ning's sincere eyes, Huacheng wanted to cry even more, but he couldn't think of it.

But I have to say that Huacheng's anxiety in the face of An Ning has eased a lot.

"Stop talking about me, how about I talk to you about Jiang Xia?"

"Jiang Xia? What did you say?"

An Ning is really curious. The only connection between her and Huacheng is Jiang Xia.

"Tell me something about Jiang Xia's childhood?"

Huacheng saw interest and strong interest in An Ning's eyes.

"I'm telling you, the three of us——"

"Why three?"

An Ning asked, Hua Cheng looked up, thinking hard and asked: "Didn't we say that there are three of us who grew up together?"

Thinking back in peace, a person breaks into memories.

"I saw a baby-faced man driving Jiang Xia back."

"Yes, that's him! His name is Cheng Cheng, and he was sent to serve as a soldier by his old man. Otherwise, he would have to be away for these things in Jiangxia."

That's it, no wonder I haven't seen that baby face for a long time.

Next, Huacheng and An Ning shared many stories of three little kids getting into trouble, being beaten, and getting into trouble again and being beaten again.

An Ning listened very seriously. The more Huacheng said, the less nervous he felt.

Even as an old man in love, he felt that Jiang Xia did not have unrequited love.

If she wasn't interested in a person, she wouldn't be so curious to know what happened to him when he was a child.

The two continued to chat, and after a while, the waiter came in with drinks, and the two chatted while drinking.

Later, Huacheng shared while eating, and An Ning drank glass after glass of fruit wine, with a blush on his face, which made his appearance improve a bit.

The two were chatting intensively when the single door of the private room was violently pushed open.

"Huacheng! What are you doing!"

A girl with "I'm spoiled" written all over her face rushed in aggressively and smashed the bag in her hand at Huacheng.

"Dead Huacheng! Stinky Huacheng! You said you won't mess with women anymore!"

"You already have me, what else do you want!"

"Am I not beautiful enough?"

The girl said something and smashed the bag in her hand.

Huacheng was eating, and all the rice grains in his mouth were smashed out.

"No, no - stop, you are - - cough cough cough - cough cough cough -"

An Ning, who was watching the excitement, suddenly jumped up from the chair, pulled away the girl who was still hitting her, and pushed her back.

"bump!"

An Ning slapped Hua Cheng on the back fiercely, and a mouthful of food was sprayed out, hitting the girl opposite her in the face.
Chapter completed!