Quick Wear Peace

He Ziqiu was delighted that An Ning's attitude had softened, which proved that he still had a chance, and he happily wanted to hold An Ning's hand.

An Ning took her hand back with a cold expression, "We are not a couple now, so we need to keep our distance."

"Okay." He Ziqiu was stunned for a moment, but still answered happily and followed An Ning happily.

He chattered about how much he missed An Ning these days, and An Ning responded casually, thinking about Tang Can in her mind.

After walking forward for a distance, An Ning suddenly realized that there seemed to be no chirping sound around him.

It seemed that there was no one around. He turned his head and looked back. There were tears in He Ziqiu's eyes, like pearls in his eye sockets.

The invisible little tail behind him seemed to stop shaking, and he just stared blankly at An Ning in front of him.

The two people looked at each other. An Ning sighed helplessly, turned around, took He Ziqiu's hand, and walked forward.

He Ziqiu, who was standing behind, stared at the two people's hands that were tightly held together. The familiar smooth and warm feeling made him particularly fascinated.

A hint of cunning flashed across his eyes, and a feeling of satisfaction filled his heart. Joy was rippling in his mind, and all the uneasiness seemed to disappear at this moment.

An Ning still cared about him, and He Ziqiu was filled with this knowledge.

An Ning didn't know why, but when she looked at He Ziqiu's pitiful expression, she couldn't help feeling soft-hearted. He gave people a very familiar feeling.

Especially when she was abroad, the feeling she had was very strong.

She asked Xiaoyi who he was. Apart from hosts like them who were led by the system and could come to this world with the approval of the Heavenly Dao, there would never be two taskers in one world.

So who is this person?

An Ning always felt that He Ziqiu was hiding some secret.

There was a flash of darkness in An Ning's eyes, which quickly disappeared into the depths of her eyes.

I hope the two people are not enemies and will not affect her mission.

He Ziqiu at the back was very happy, and he didn't know that An Ning had already regarded him as a test target.

"I'm going home, do you still want to follow me?"

An Ning stood in front of the door of her house with her arms folded across her chest, looking at He Ziqiu who wanted to follow her in and stood in front of her.

He Ziqiu really wanted to go in, but the relationship between the two of them had not yet returned to the good state they had before, so he suppressed his eagerness.

He forced a sunny smile and said, "My cooking is very delicious. I will bring you lunch at noon."

He didn't even give An Ning a chance to refuse, as if he was afraid of being rejected by An Ning, so he just turned around and left.

An Ning looked at He Ziqiu's happy back as he walked and jumped from time to time.

An Ning couldn't help but force a smile.

Sitting on the sofa and turning on the phone, I saw a string of messages being sent out continuously, all of which were messages from Zhu Jiamu.

Zhu Jiamu: Does Tang Can have someone he likes now?

Zhu Jiamu: What do you think of Tang Can’s impression of me?

Zhu Jiamu: Should I go over?

Zhu Jiamu: My wife won’t run away with someone else, right?

……

An Ning covered her forehead helplessly. She felt that if she didn't reply to his message, Zhu Jiamu would not be able to eat lunch today.

An Ning: I’ll ask you right away.

Zhu Jiamu: Thank you very much. I will treat you to a meal when I come back.

The news came very quickly, as if they were waiting for An Ning to reply every moment.

When it was night, An Ning came to Li Jianjian's home. Only Tang Can was at home. Li Jianjian and Qi Mingyue had not returned yet.

In the living room, Tang Can was typing away.

"Have you received the order?" An Ning walked over curiously.

"I received a big order." Tang Can raised his head and smiled happily.

"Can I go with you? I'm also very curious." An Ning sat next to Tang Can.

Tang Can told her about her job, saying that she opened an online store specializing in role-playing for others.

An Ning has never spoken of it.

"Of course." Tang Can was in a very good mood.

"By the way, Sister An Ning." Tang Can rubbed his hands hesitantly.

"The incident with He Ziqiu last time..."

"It's okay, I don't care." An Ning waved his hand nonchalantly, indicating that he didn't take it to heart.

"Then you and He Ziqiu..." Tang Can sat closely beside An Ning, his face full of gossip.

"Guess." An Ning gave a mysterious smile.

"Do you have someone you like?" An Ning asked.

"I'm not in the mood for a relationship at this moment."

She looked sad, and no one knew what she was thinking about.

"Okay, if you need any help, you can come to me and I might be able to help you." An Ning blinked playfully.

"Okay." Tang Can replied happily.

After returning home, An Ning quickly sent a message to Zhu Jiamu.

Zhu Jiamu: I'll be there right away.

The man who didn't want to go anywhere at first was actually willing to come to other cities just to pursue his wife.

If so, the charm of love is very great.

Every day He Ziqiu appears at An Ning's door on time and brings her a pink and tender loving meal.

It is really delicious.

"what about the taste?"

He Ziqiu leaned his head with a smile on his face, watching An Ning eating the food he cooked with a happy face, feeling a great sense of accomplishment.

Under He Ziqiu's persistence, An Ning knew to let He Ziqiu in and stare at her intently during every meal.

From not being used to it at first to being able to eat comfortably under the hot gaze now, it is also a huge improvement

"Very good." An Ning put down her chopsticks with satisfaction and gave a big thumbs up.

“There is also dessert after the meal~”

He Ziqiu took out a food box from the bag next to him.

It is filled with all kinds of desserts, which are very cute and exude a sweet scent, and even the air seems to be filled with the sweet scent.

An Ning picked up an egg tart that was the center of attention and put it into her mouth under He Ziqiu's expectant gaze.

It's a familiar smell.

He Ziqiu observed An Ning's expression nervously, "Why? You don't like it? This was your favorite egg tart."

"I like it very much." An Ning smiled slightly, finished the remaining egg tarts, and picked up a small cake next to it, which also tasted sweet and sour.

"I know you don't like greasy sweet cakes. I've researched these over the years based on your previous tastes. Luckily you still like them."

He Ziqiu breathed a sigh of relief. He was very worried that An Ning's taste had changed.

But okay...

An Ning put down the spoon in her hand and looked at the images of each dessert. They were very much in line with her favorite images, and the taste was also what she liked.