nonhuman affairs administration

Jiang Ke: "Forget it, why are you making personal attacks?"

Wang Anan couldn't help laughing: "To me, you are just a little kid."

Jiang Ke frowned and looked at him: "How old are you this year?"

Wang Anan raised three fingers.

Jiang Ke started to speak: "Thirty? Not much older than me."

Wang Anan: “Three hundred.”

Jiang Ke:......

Jiang Ke looked at his face: "I don't believe it."

Wang Anan laughed “Hahahaha” again.

Jiang Ke felt that she was being laughed at, so she went to find Ren Wensi and ignored Wang Anan.

Two people in the team are quite cunning and evil.

But Wang Anan held him down with a smile.

The strength in Wang Anan's hands is inversely proportional to his seemingly weak face.

Jiang Ke felt as if a small car was pressing down on his left shoulder and he couldn't move at all.

Wang Anan's action was so sudden that Jiang Ke felt flustered when he was forced to sit down.

He was in a state of confusion and his hands were moving in a disorderly manner. He grabbed the air and waved it twice, knocking the pen on the table to the ground.

Jiang Ke frowned, trying to pry Wang Anan's hand off his shoulder, and said in a harsh tone, "What are you doing? You scared me to death."

Just as their fingertips were about to touch, Wang Anan let go of him.

Wang Anan's tone was still lazy, but it sounded a bit cold.

Wang Anan said, "Oh, why are you in such a hurry? Why don't we just chat? Don't be like an underage kid and cling to adults all the time."

Jiang Ke frowned. There was nothing wrong with what he said, but he just felt a little uncomfortable.

Jiang Ke hummed twice and answered casually, "Okay, go ahead."

While speaking, Jiang Ke looked at Ren Wensi and found that he was still sitting there motionless. His posture was natural and casual, but Jiang Ke still felt that something was not right.

Wang Anan kept talking, and when Jiang Ke regained her attention, she only heard Wang Anan say, "What did you encounter?"

Jiang Ke blinked, his mind still a little confused.

Wang Anan repeated it again, with a smile on her face but her eyes fixed on him.

Jiang Ke looked at him for a few seconds and then looked away.

Jiang Ke smiled and asked back: "What are you talking about?"

Wang Anan also smiled: "Nothing."

Cheng Kaicheng and Cheng Jiwang seemed to be still confused, and no one knew what they were talking about.

Jiang Ke lowered his head and tried to pick up the pen that had just fallen on the ground, but Wang Anan was faster than him.

When Wang Anan handed him the pen, Jiang Ke thanked him.

Wang Anan seemed to be too close to him, breaking the normal social distance.

Wang Anan seemed to want to ask something, but was interrupted by Jiang Ke suddenly standing up.

Before Wang Anan held him down, Jiang Ke pulled Cheng Jiwang, who was standing on his right, over.

Jiang Ke said: "Ji Wang, I suddenly thought of something very important, come here."

Cheng Jiwang was not very smart: "What to do?"

Jiang Ke didn't reply, but pulled him and walked quickly. Cheng Jiwang's steps became unsteady and he bumped into several tables while running out.

Running to Ren Wensi's position, Jiang Ke grabbed Ren Wensi's arm with his free hand and pulled him over.

Ren Wensi was pulled up by him, looking a little dazed.

When Jiang Ke's palm touched him, she felt that the touch did not feel like a human body, but seemed to be covered with a layer of smooth hair.

The first contact can make one's hair stand on end.

There is no time to think too much, the most urgent thing is to leave this damn place first.