Restricted fantasy invasion

Chapter 452, Chapter 449: The Knot in My Heart
"Anle, what would you like to eat tonight?"

"I'll do whatever Xiaohuan says~"

In a large supermarket in the South District, Yan Huan looked at the sea bass swaying in the display case and showed a thoughtful expression.

"How about we steam a fish for dinner?"

"Okay~"

Behind him, Anle nodded obediently with a broad smile.

"Stir-fry two more side dishes."

"Okay~"

"Also, the drinks at home."

"Okay~"

"."

Yan Huan pushed the cart, looking at An Le's back in front of her, and couldn't help but swallow.

She didn't buy anything along the way, and she nodded in agreement whenever I tentatively suggested something.

This only increased the pressure on Yan Huan, so she reached out and poked her shoulder.

"Anle, are you really not going to buy anything?"

"Hey?"

Upon hearing this, Anle turned around and smiled slightly.
"Don't worry, Xiao Huan, there are things I want to buy~"

"Huh, that's good"

Even if you say that, we're almost at the door, and we haven't even seen what you've picked out yet.

Do you mean we have to go outside the supermarket?
"Hey hey. Hey hey."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Huan looked up and saw An Le at the cashier's door. With a swift motion, she swept all the boxes of baby sterilizers into the car, much to the cashier's surprise.

So this is what you wanted to buy?!
Are you buying goods here?!
"There's still some at home. There's still some at home!!"

Hmm, not enough.

"Not enough?!"

Yan Huan, her face dark, covered An Le's aggrieved mouth and told the cashier to settle the bill for the other items.

"Di186"

After paying, Yan Huan carried a large bag and dragged the expectant Anle out of the supermarket.

"Tsk tsk tsk"

Anle was still hanging his head dejectedly, but the little snake on his shoulder revealed its form, mockingly flicking its tongue.

"It's just that I didn't spend half a summer vacation with you. Why don't you think about Tong Yingying? How about that, are you a little happier now?"

"Hmm, it seems so, a little."

Upon hearing this, Yan Huan's face darkened, and she glared at her little finger.

Sensing Yan Huan's gaze, Little Finger glared back excitedly.

"What, you dare glare at me?! Well then, I have to mention the smell you have today."

"Speaking of which, I have a few ideas on how to retain the avatar after using a cheat engine."

"I was wrong, brother. Please, scold me!"

"."

Well, Yan Huan always thought that Xiaomuzhi sat at the same table as Miaojiang.

After experiencing time travel, Meow-chan has begun to take on a human form, while Little Finger can't even sit at the children's table and has to lie on the ground to eat.

Can you imagine that a mod could completely outclass Boiling Fog in every aspect?

The so-called most unique and intelligent modifier turned out to be inferior to the index finger with AI skill points.

He claimed to know everything about the modifier, but it turned out that he learned about the causality bomb from the index finger.

Despite claiming to possess the superpower to penetrate all resistance, he was still stomped on the head by the immense power of a thumb.

Claiming to have the weakest host, it ended up being euthanized every time.
Haha.

Even from the perspective of solving the problem of the mod, Yan Huan sometimes felt speechless and wanted to laugh on behalf of the evil god.

"You really are something."

Seeing the little finger begging for mercy without any backbone, Anle smiled helplessly and reached out to let it coil up around her.

"Lord Anle, think back to when you were home, I was the one who took care of your reptiles! I even drew backgrounds for you, I was your comic assistant! When your dad asked what you were doing before, you even used me as a cover. I was a loyal subject!"

"Okay, okay, you're giving me a headache."

Yan Huan walked ahead, and couldn't help but smile as she glanced at An Le rubbing his little finger.

He knew that Anle had loved exotic pets since she was a child, just like he loved black cats.

Having a talking pet as a companion is certainly a blessing.

Anyway, as long as the editor can solve it, it will be fine.

As for what to do, Yan Huan actually had some ideas before because of her fusion with Miao Jiang.
"Click~"

"Long time no see, I'm back!"

Not long after they returned to their public housing, Anle greeted the house with a smile even though it was empty.

Immediately, she put on her slippers and went to the stove to get the groceries she had bought.

Seeing Anle go to cook, Little Finger also flashed and ran to the front of the TV.

Just as it was flicking its tongue to grab the remote control, a tiny black kitten, now much smaller, stepped on it with its paws first.

"Meow?"

"Hey, how did you get so small?"

"What's it to you, meow? I want to watch TV!"

"what?"

On the table, the cat and the snake continued their daily battle, while Yan Huan cleaned up.

Meanwhile, her eyes flickered slightly as she opened the Crab Coins page and began checking the tasks and page.

Tonight is the day for the weekly lucky draw.

Crab coins, crab coins
All things considered, it will take another three months to save enough.

Now, Yan Huan is like that poor soul who has something she really wants to buy in her shopping cart but can't afford, so she opens the app every day to look at it, and can only try to buy it with determination.

"Okay, let's eat!"

Dinner was prepared quickly because most of the ingredients had already been processed at the supermarket.

"it is good"

Yan Huan rubbed her hands together and sat down, but An Le did not sit opposite her as usual. Instead, she pulled up a chair and sat down next to Yan Huan.

"Here, let me get you some more rice, Xiao Huan~"

When she felt her sit down and serve herself rice, Yan Huan's body stiffened involuntarily.

"it is good"

After scooping a full bowl of rice, Anle was about to add some vegetables to his plate.

Yan Huan couldn't take it anymore and said,
"I'll do it myself."

"Good~"

Nodding, Anle eagerly picked up her chopsticks and began to eat quickly.

Watching her eat quickly and silently, I glanced at the rice in my own bowl.
Yan Huan always felt that the rice in her bowl was like the remaining sand at the top of an hourglass, or the second hand of a countdown.

"Eat up, Xiao Huan, isn't it delicious?"

"goo"

Turning her head, she saw that Anle had already eaten most of her bowl, put down her chopsticks, and looked at her with concern.

A delicate hand was gently placed on Yan Huan's thigh.

"!!"

Yan Huan's body trembled slightly, and she could only pick up a small ball of rice.

He took a bite, then put down his bowl with a righteous air, trying to change the subject and stall for time.

"By the way, Anle, how are your parents doing?"

"Oh? Actually, it's much better now."

"real?!"

Yan Huan was somewhat surprised, while An Le smiled slightly and nodded in agreement.

"Tch, what a joke."

Before she could even speak, Little Finger, who was eating fish from a small bowl on the table, looked up, revealing dead fish eyes, and said...

"It's the same as before; her father has gone back to the nursing home to take care of her unborn brother."
"During the summer vacation, the family forgot to pay the water and electricity bills. She was drawing when the power went out, and we only found out then. She had to call to remind them and get the power back on!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Huan's expression stiffened slightly.

Turning her head to look at Anle, who was standing to the side looking somewhat embarrassed and just grinning foolishly, Yan Huan was taken aback.

Knowing the topic was somewhat heavy, he quickly shoveled a few more mouthfuls of rice into his mouth, trying to change the subject.
"What about painting? Didn't you sign a contract with the Golden Lion Group before?"

"Yes, indeed. With Golden Lion Entertainment as a big platform, my work has been going very smoothly lately!"

"Is that so? That's good."

Yan Huan slowed down her eating pace even further, while Little Finger, with her head buried in her bowl, let out another cold laugh.
"Smoothly my foot! Golden Lion Entertainment did sign the contract, but they've added a lot of demands!"

“In the past, the club decided all the publications themselves. Now there are deadlines and Anle has to come back to school. Where will she have so much time to draw?”
"The pressure on the team members is immense, and she can't fully participate but still has to be listed as a member. Apart from Miyake Huhu who understands her, the rest of the team have quite a few complaints about her."

Upon hearing this, the veins on Yan Huan's hand, which was gripping the chopsticks, bulged.

Anle turned her head and glared at Little Finger, then punched it on the head, silencing it instantly.
"Ouch!"

Meow-chan shook her head, then secretly ate the food it hadn't finished.

At the same time, Anle gave an awkward smile and turned back to explain.
"Actually, they don't have any complaints about me. It's just that everyone's been under a lot of work pressure lately, and we're all very tired, so we're not as easygoing as before."

"."

The atmosphere at the dinner table grew increasingly somber, and seeing Anle's increasingly pitiful expression as they talked, Yan Huan silently lowered her head and finished her food in a few bites.

"Boom!"

Immediately, he slammed the bowl and chopsticks on the table, his face darkening, and said...
"Let's do it."

"Hey?"

Upon hearing this, Anle's face immediately turned red.

She pursed her lips, her eyes shimmering with expectant tears, and immediately prepared to get up and clear the dishes.
"I'll go wash the dishes." "Let Meow-chan wash them!"

"Meow?"

Nearby, a kitten eating its meal looked up and pointed blankly at itself with its paw pads.

Me. Me?

Actually, Yan Huan meant: Wash it later.

But who cares? Anyway, Meow-chan has no objections for the time being.

After saying that, Yan Huan swept An Le up in her arms.

"woo"

Anle blushed and carefully hugged Yan Huan's neck.

As they entered the bedroom, the door immediately closed, isolating the inside from the outside.

Left outside the door, Miao-chan sat on the table, staring at the tightly closed door with a look of shock on her face.

"Uh, what happened just now?"

Behind him, Little Finger, who had just been knocked unconscious by Anle's punch, still had his tongue dangling from his mouth as he groggily raised his head.

Hearing the sound behind her, Meow-chan blinked and turned around.

Looking at the little finger in front of it, it rolled its eyes.

Immediately, he lifted his paw and pointed to the bowl and chopsticks beside him.

"Nothing. Oh right, they just asked you to wash the dishes, meow."

"what?!"

Upon hearing this, Little Finger widened its eyes and pointed at itself with its tail.

"Daddy"

"what?"

"woo"

"what happened?"

"I wow."

"Ok?"

"like."

"that's it?"

I love you. I love you so much.

"."

He didn't know how much time had passed, but when Yan Huan regained consciousness, the first thing he felt was An Le's fingertips drawing circles on his chest.

"Hey, you're awake, Xiao Huan?"

"Um"

Looking at Anle lying contentedly beside her in the pitch-black bedroom, Yan Huan blinked, then rubbed her forehead with her slightly weak arm.

At that moment, he felt as if a line of narration had appeared in the darkness:

Brave warrior, you failed to defeat the legendary Demon King this time. Try again next time!
Well, I was just kidding.

Didn't I survive? (Boasting)

And Anle is so cute, how can he be called the Great Demon King?
"By the way, Xiaohuan, your phone kept ringing just now."

"Okay, I see. Hmm?"

As she listened, Yan Huan belatedly realized that her eyes had widened slightly.

Meanwhile, Anle, who had gotten up from Yan Huan while still covered by the blanket, smiled and lay back down, handing the phone to Yan Huan and asking,

Who is Bai Yi?

"."

In an instant, Yan Huan was drenched in sweat.

He actually wanted to say something like:
Bai Yi is the fifth host, and she was your friend before. You definitely know her!

But for some reason, saying such things at this moment always made Yan Huan feel like she was making a stupid excuse.

The crucial point is that this incredibly stupid excuse is actually true!
"she"

Yan Huan took a deep breath, then suddenly remembered something and wanted to call out to Miao Jiang outside to explain.

But upon seeing this, Anle chuckled.
"Don't worry, I replied to her for you. She didn't suspect anything."

As she spoke, she held the phone closer.

"."

Yan Huan looked down and realized that it wasn't just Bai Yi, but also Ying Gongtong, Ye Shiyu, and Tong Yingying. She had replied to all of them, making excuses for not being able to reply at the moment.

Not only is the format of the replying emojis perfectly replicated, but even the tone of voice is flawlessly identical.

So, basically none of them had any doubts.

basically.
The exception is Hitomi Sakuramiya.

"Are you Anle? Are you at the chairman's house?"

"."

Yan Huan blinked as she looked at the message sent by Sakura Miyako.

Meanwhile, Anle, her face still flushed, leaned on his shoulder, looking utterly surprised.

"I don't know how Vice President Sakuramiya recognized me. It's really strange. Could it be that she installed surveillance cameras, or is there a barrier she set up here?"

".No."

Seeing this, Yan Huan didn't know how to explain, so she could only say this.

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Anle beside him, opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything for a moment.

About everything she just did.
Especially when I think back to what Little Finger said during dinner...
For some reason, even though she had avoided a chaotic situation because of her actions, Yan Huan did not feel relieved at all.

"Hmm? What's wrong, Xiao Huan?"

Sensing Yan Huan's gaze, An Le pursed her lips and looked at him sensibly.

"It's nothing, I was just thinking about your parents."

Upon hearing this, Anle blinked, then smiled.

"Ah, actually I don't think my parents neglected me or stopped loving me just because they had a younger brother or sister."

"Otherwise, Dad wouldn't have come back to check on me so worriedly because I wasn't home, fearing I might do something bad."

"But, Xiao Huan, sometimes there's nothing you can do about it."

"My mother is in poor health and has to stay in a nursing home because of her late pregnancy."

“The expenses there are very high. My dad has to work to earn money and take care of the children, so it’s inevitable that he can’t manage everything. I understand that.”

In Yan Huan's view, all of this stemmed from their decision to keep the child.

But Yan Huan didn't have the authority to judge whether their decisions were right or wrong, so she could only help Anle as much as possible in another aspect.

Family matters are beyond my control, but what about painting?
"What about painting?"

"Hey, don't listen to your little finger's nonsense, it doesn't understand anything."

Upon hearing this, Anle sighed and reached out to touch Yan Huan's face.

After thinking for a moment, she explained.

"Actually, the problem isn't with the contract with Golden Lion Group, nor with anyone else in the studio; the problem lies with myself."

"It was on your own again?"

Really?

Anle puffed out her cheeks, sat up straight, and pursed her lips, saying...

"Because essentially, this is a question about my own career planning, about what I should do in the future."

"."

"Is drawing sketchbooks just a side job for me, or do I really want to make it a career?"

Anle's will has always been clear. Although she looks soft and gentle, she understands everything. Most of the time, she just doesn't say it.

For example now
“I also know that I actually have a lot of potential in this area.”

"Whether it's the invitation from Golden Lion Entertainment or the huge success of this project, my social media account has started to gain a lot of followers."
"I've made quite a bit of money."
"But, if I were to actually make it a career, it seems..."

Anle held her phone, looked at Yan Huan, and said softly,
"I still don't dare tell my parents that I draw this kind of thing, and I don't dare let anyone else know."
"Besides, I attended a school like Totsuki Academy. My parents spent a lot of money, probably hoping I could find a decent job."
"What if I graduate from here but choose to draw comics?"

In the end, Anle smiled helplessly and looked at Yan Huan.

She opened her mouth, then gently reached out and hugged Yan Huan tightly, whispering...
"If I hadn't gone to this school, maybe I could have done it with a clear conscience."
"But if I hadn't come here, and hadn't met Xiao Huan..."
"I will definitely regret whatever I say."
"The kind of regret you'll carry for the rest of your life."

Feeling her warm body, Yan Huan opened her mouth.

At this moment, neither Anle nor Yan Huan showed any sign of desire; only the close dependence between their hearts remained.

“Plop. Plop. Plop.”

It was only at this moment that Yan Huan felt the heartbeat hidden beneath her desire.

That was everything about her.

"Well, how should I put it, things aren't all that bad."

As she spoke, Anle smiled and stepped back a little, looking at Yan Huan.
"There might not be a way right now, but maybe there will be later. What do you say, Xiao Huan?"

"."

Upon hearing this, Yan Huan smiled slightly.

But in reality, he is not the kind of person who believes things will work themselves out.

Perhaps even if he was like that before, after experiencing so many changes with mods, he's no longer like that.

If this is Anle's inner conflict, he is willing to do something immediately.

"Go take a shower?"

His eyes flickered subtly, though his tone remained impassive, but his words were an invitation.

"OK."

Anle nodded, then happily turned around, got out of bed, and started looking for her slippers.

Before leaving, he neatly arranged Yan Huan's scattered slippers and placed them by the bedside.

(End of this chapter)