my hungry husband

After the Dragon Boat Festival, life returns to normal.

Cheng Miaoqiu also returned to school after finishing her vacation and continued her studies. She looked more optimistic, which An Le thought was a good thing.

An Le now tries to follow the school's schedule as much as possible, and is familiar with the students. They all call him "Spiritual Manager".

"You might as well just transfer to our hospital." During recess, Cheng Miaoqiu said to An Le, "My sister is protecting you."

An Le said disdainfully: "Whoever is covering who, I am in a special situation, and I will be with you in the general elective class. When I take the professional class next semester, we will not be able to touch it."

"It's a pity, but..." Cheng Miaoqiu was sincere, her eyes rolled, and she approached An Leshen and said mysteriously, "If I were you, I wouldn't go to school. An Anxin will learn how to catch ghosts from my uncle. I feel good." Make money."

"..." An Le was speechless, "He's not my uncle, and it's not as simple as you think." With his physique, it's good not to be caught by ghosts.

"Not uncle, what does that have to do with you? Speaking of which, he looks good." Cheng Miaoqiu cupped her face and said, "I don't know if he likes younger ones."

An Le: "..." Maybe you like it?

An Le couldn't explain clearly to her, so she simply drove her into the group of girls: "Go and play with your girls."

Cheng Miaoqiu snorted and returned to her seat.

An Le looked at his phone subconsciously. With the money in his account, he really didn't have to go to school...

He threw the phone screen down on the table, raised his head, and saw the otaku who was buried in typing at a glance.

He was still the same, alone in the corner, typing with a computer.

An Le grabbed the phone, stood up, and walked from the long row of chairs in the lecture theater to the side of the otaku student.

Seeing someone approaching, the otaku touched the ground and closed the screen of his laptop.

As for being so nervous, he didn't peek, An Le pretended to be casual, sat next to him, and said to the otaku, "Thank you for the lanyard last time."

The other party waved his hand, indicating that it was not worth mentioning.

An Le thought for a while, and decided to ask the question in his heart: "Why did you give me a lanyard?" In that situation, it was hard not to think about it.

The otaku said, "I don't want it anymore."

...I can't talk anymore today.

An Le said helplessly, "My name is An Le, what's your name?"

Only then did the otaku look at An Le. An Le tried hard to look at his face through the black-rimmed glasses, and found that he was quite upright, but could he change his glasses so that he wouldn't wear such embarrassing clothes.

"Yan Zhinan."

An Le didn't expect to get a response, let alone the otaku's name didn't match him at all.In order to narrow the distance between the classmates, An Le praised: "Your name sounds really nice, and you feel very cultured, unlike mine, where you just pick it up casually when you hear it."

Who knew that Yan Zhinan turned his head, looked at him angrily, and said, "It's not casual."

"?" An Le didn't understand why he was suddenly angry, and didn't know what to say.

You didn't come up with my name, why are you so excited.

Yan Zhinan pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, touched his notebook, and said, "I'm going to work."

The subtext is you hurry up.

An Le got bored, stood up, and returned to her seat awkwardly.

These days, there are all kinds of people.

After a whole morning of class, when school was over at noon, Cheng Miaoqiu came to invite An Le: "We are going to eat KFC, do you want to go?"

Hey, with his current net worth, what kind of KFC does he eat, how low is it.

An Le thought about it, but he was really greedy. He hadn't eaten chicken leg burger and fried chicken wings for a long time. He was about to agree, but suddenly remembered something, and changed his words: "Forget it, you go eat."

Cheng Miaoqiu glared at him: "Why don't you eat and lose weight?"

After rejecting Cheng Miaoqiu, An Le had no class in the afternoon and chose to go home.

As a result, on the way home, his craving was aroused, coupled with his hunger at noon, his mind was full of chicken wings, chicken legs, and chicken popcorn, and his saliva was about to flow down.

When he returned to the yard, Jiang Hong had already cooked the meal and was waiting for An Le to come back to eat.

When the general saw him, he knew it was time for dinner, so he consciously ran into the dining room, lingered by the table, and waited for Jiang Hong to feed it with the remaining ingredients.

An Le looked at the fat body of the big cock, showed loving eyes, and said, "General, are you gaining weight again? Do you think you are leaner or fatter?"

The general didn't understand why he was asking that question, and raised his neck vigilantly, looking at him cross-eyed.

An Le turned her head to look at the dishes on the table, and sighed.

Jiang Mingyu came from her room, saw An Le like this, and asked, "What's wrong."

An Le pursed her lips and said, "I want to eat something else."

At this moment, Chef Jiang came out with the last dish, staring and said, "Isn't my cooking delicious?"

An Le hurriedly patted Rainbow fart: "It's delicious, how can the dishes made by the magic chef not be delicious."

"What's the matter? Tired of eating?" Jiang Hong asked.

An Le looked at the general who was so fat that his legs were almost submerged in his stomach, and endured and endured, and finally couldn't help it, and said: "I want to eat fried chicken wings, grilled ones are also fine."

General: "???"

Jiang Hong didn't expect this to be the reason, and was stunned for a moment.

On the contrary, Jiang Mingyu was relatively slow in this regard, and said directly: "Indeed, I remember that there was always chicken soup to drink, but recently there is no more."

The general raised his head in grief and indignation, it didn't dare to object to Jiang Mingyu, and turned to peck An Le's instep.

At this time Jiang Hong also spoke: "I wanted to roast a chicken during the Dragon Boat Festival."

Hearing this, the general stretched his neck, rolled his eyes, and fell straight to the ground.

An Le squatted down beside it, touched its flower feathers, and said, "I didn't go to KFC when I was asked to go, and Chef Jiang didn't cook roast chicken either, so don't pretend to be dead."

The general woke up faintly, looked at An Le sadly, twisted his fat body, and staggered out the door.

An Le scratched his hair and said, "It's awkward." But he was really greedy.

Jiang Hong laughed and said: "It really can understand, it's just a joke."

Jiang Mingyu glanced at Jiang Hong and said, "Eat."

So I really can't think about it, An Le is still fantasizing about Huang Chengcheng's fried wings while eating.

Just when the three of them were halfway through their meal, and An Le was still thinking about eating chicken wings, Jiang Mingyu suddenly stood up.

what?An Le still had rice in his mouth, and looked at Jiang Mingyu in surprise.

Jiang Mingyu put down her chopsticks, quickly left her seat, walked quickly to the bedroom, and closed the door directly.

An Le and Jiang Hong looked at each other, what is this?

At this time, there was a knock on the door. It was not light or heavy, but it had to be regular and polite.

Jiang Hong went to answer the door, but led Cui Huan into the courtyard.

"Secretary Cui, why are you here?" An Le asked foolishly, still holding the bowl.

Cui Huan scanned the dining room and said with a smile, "I'm eating, I have something to ask sir." He squinted his eyes and smiled and asked, "Where is sir?"

Just as Zhichangzi Jiang Hong was about to answer, Anle put the bowl away and said, "Sir, he is sick."

"Oh? Really?" Secretary Cui looked at An Le with a smile. An Le was a little weak, and looked back at him bravely, and said, "He is not feeling well, so he is resting in bed."

Jiang Hong watched An Le open his eyes and talk nonsense, not understanding what was going on.

Cui Huan said: "Then I will go to see him even more, he is in the bedroom." He walked out after speaking.

An Le quickly caught up and said, "Sir, very sick! It's inconvenient to see people!"

Cui Huan stood in front of Jiang Mingyu's bedroom, and said with a smile, "The newly married daughter-in-law really faces her husband, and she will help cover up so soon."

An Le blushed, and said, "Since Secretary Cui knows, why is he forcing the boss?"

Cui Huan stared at him, finally sighed, and said the reason for his visit: "I have told you a long time ago, I am here today because a friend is in trouble and needs help from my husband."

An Le looked at Secretary Cui's face, and then realized why Jiang Mingyu didn't want to see him, and said, "It means that the Jiang family wants Mr. to catch ghosts?"

The reason why Jiang Mingyu passed out from hunger a while ago was because he no longer accepted commissions. Although he didn't know why, he really would rather be hungry than make a move.

But during the Dragon Boat Festival, An Le met a ghost, but he was willing to help.

An Le thought about the differences and definitions carefully, and the key point should be the Jiang family. If the Jiang family asked him to catch ghosts, he would not go.

Cui Huan obviously knew this too, and said, "No, it's a friend introduced by my personal relationship."

Who believes.

An Le guessed that the Patriarch of the Jiang family had come up with the idea of ​​asking the secretary to deliver food to Jiang Mingyu in his own name.

An Le simply put on a face and said, "Anyway, that's the way it is. If the husband doesn't want it, I can't help it."

Cui Huan shook his head: "Should I ask someone to knock down the door like last time when my husband fainted from hunger?"

An Le straightened her back and said, "There's still me."

Cui Huan laughed and said, "Didn't I lighten the burden for you? You really want to hit ghosts all day long."

An Le: "..."

They talked at the door for a long time, but there was no reaction in the bedroom. Cui Huan simply said directly to the door: "Sir, this time it is really a friend of mine who came to ask for help. It is about his sister. The matter is a bit evil. He My sister is pregnant, so she can always take care of her."

Wow, also moral kidnapping.

There was still no movement inside the door, and Secretary Cui was still preparing for the next wave of speeches. At this moment, a golden shadow suddenly jumped out, jumped up from the ground, flew to the window sill of Jiang Mingyu's bedroom, and directly entered the room through the window.

An Le's eyes widened, General?What is it for?

Then there were three clicks and a click, and the door opened.

The big rooster with a slightly deformed body leaned against the door sideways and pushed the door out, exposing Jiang Mingyu who was quietly leaning against the corner of the room and listening to An Le and Cui Huan's speech through the door.

Jiang Mingyu: "..."

Who said chickens can't understand human language?The rooster not only understands, but is also narrow-minded, and knows how to hold grudges, making you love chicken soup. ...,,