Love Purification Agreement

Hearing this, Ye Shiyu immediately squatted down and looked straight at Yan Huan, which scared Yan Huan.

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Do you also like to watch this kind of light taste?

Is this still you?

"Really?"

Yan Huan was originally quite confident, but when Ye Shiyu stared at him and asked him this question, he became less confident.

So he turned his head and glanced at the bookshelf, intending to find two books for her to try.

When he turned around, he was almost scared to death.

Because just a cursory glance at him, in front of where he was squatting, the densely packed entries of "sister-in-law", "brother-in-law" and so on were like a dazzling array of flowers.

Is there something wrong with the brain of this shop owner?

You call this refreshing?!

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Yan Huan stared blankly at the books, then turned his head blankly to look at Ye Shiyu who was so close to him.

Just as he was about to step back, Ye Shiyu suddenly grabbed his wrist.

"Snapped!"

Her hands were icy cold, yet soft and boneless.

The moment he touched Yan Huan's hand, it felt as if all the body heat was sucked away.

"Xiao Huan."

In the coldness, Ye Shiyu suddenly spoke.

Chapter 290 Camera Intermission

After dinner, it was time for everyone to go their separate ways.

Except for Yan Huan and An Le, the other four girls all live in Jinghe District, so Yan Huan doesn't have to worry about them.

He took the opportunity to send other netizens who participated in the event back home and politely declined Ye Shiyu and Sakuramiya Hitomi's plan to take him back in a taxi, so that he could quietly go the same way with Anle.

Spencer was full and wanted to play for a while longer, but he received a call from home and was taken back by Heather not long after.

Heather got out of the black luxury car, glanced at Spencer's strange clothes, and glared at Yan Huan.

Before Yan Huan could explain, she left with Spencer, who was just grinning foolishly, leaving Yan Huan a little helpless.

Afterwards, Ye Shiyu sent Bai Yi back, and Sakuramiya Hitomi got into Nara's sports car alone.

"Then I'll be leaving, Anle! Contact me on the plane later!"

The last one to be sent off was Miyake Huhu. He watched her stop a taxi. Just as she was about to open the door and get in, she turned back to look at Yan Huan and said with a smile,

"Oh, I almost forgot! The gift you gave me is still in the checkout area at the mall! Go get it!"

"Yes."

Facing the night wind, Yan Huan suddenly remembered something, looked at An Le beside him and smiled,

"By the way, Anle, come on, we have prepared some gifts for you."

"Gift?"

Anle blinked. Although she was confused, she finally said hello to Miyake Huhu and followed Yan Huan back to the mall.

Yan Huan retrieved a bag from the storage room on the first floor of the mall.

As he took out the things inside, he explained,

"I thought about it before coming here today and prepared different gifts based on the results."

As he spoke, he took out a box and handed it to Anle.

"This is."

Anle took the box and found it was a bit heavy.

She immediately recognized what it was.

"Is this a digital tablet?"

It's something used for drawing.

"Yes, I don't know much about these things, so I consulted Mr. Miyake's opinion, who said this one should be very suitable for you."

Anle held the box of the digital tablet and couldn't help but smile warmly.

She held the tablet box in her arms and looked at Yan Huan.

"Thank you, Xiao Huan. By the way, how much is this? I'm so woooo ...

Before she could finish her words, Yan Huan reached out and pinched her chubby little face and gently pulled it.

Not only did it deform her soft little face, but it also shattered the words she was about to say.

"You're doing it again."

"But Xiao Huan said that based on the results, so, did you also consider the possibility that if I didn't reconcile with Spencer and didn't want to draw again?"

Seeing that her attempt was exposed by Yan Huan again, she pursed her lips and had to change the subject, trying to escape from Yan Huan's clutches.

Yan Huan was indeed attracted by her and nodded in agreement.

"uh-huh."

"In that case, what gift did Xiao Huan prepare?"

"Um, this."

Anle was just curious, but Yan Huan looked embarrassed.

But looking at Anle in front of him, he finally bent down gently and said a few words in her ear.

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"!!"

Anle opened her mouth and her little face turned red again.

Then, he raised his head and whispered in Yan Huan's ear,

"Xiao Huan, I want that gift too. Is that okay?"

Yan Huan knew it.

If you fail to reconcile and instead make her unhappy, this method is the most appropriate way to coax her.

Yan Huan touched his waist and nodded helplessly.

"Yes Yes Yes"

At this moment, Anle's cell phone suddenly rang.

"Ding ding ding~"

She took out her cell phone and Yan Huan also looked at it. The word "Mom" was so obvious on it.

"Hey?"

She glanced at Yan Huan before answering the call.

"Mom! Hey, I'm outside playing with my classmates. Xiao Huan and the girls in the same class. This is fine, this is fine!"

Then, she hung up the phone, pursed her lips, and looked at Yan Huan pitifully.

"Xiao Huan, Mom and Dad are back from the hospital today. They'll probably be recuperating at home for a few days. Mom will be transferred to a nursing home next Friday.

"So I have to go back today, and I'm busy at night during this period."

That's to be expected.

In fact, when Yan Huan saw that it was her mother calling, she knew this would be the result.

Thinking of this, Yan Huan couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

But the waist seemed to have self-awareness and breathed a sigh of relief on its own.

It's like a lazy office worker stretching himself at the end of the day on Friday.

Such a completely opposite feeling made Yan Huan feel as complicated as An Le, but he still spoke to comfort her.

"It's not like we can't see each other anymore. It's only been a few days. Can't we always see each other at school?"

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Anle pouted a little, didn't say anything, just took a step forward, leaned her head against Yan Huan's arms and arched it gently.

At the same time, he whispered,

“It’s different again.”

Yan Huan patted her on the back and continued,

"How about we wait until next week to redeem this gift? It's perfect, as we're busy with the cultural festival next week."

"Um"

Hearing this, Anle finally relaxed a little, raised his head from his arms and looked at Yan Huan.

"Let me call a taxi for you. Go back early and don't let Auntie worry."

"All right."

Thinking of this, Yan Huan walked to the side of the road and hailed a taxi for her.

If the two of them were going back to their respective homes, it would not be convenient for them to go this way, so Yan Huan planned to help her stop a car and then take the subway back slowly.

"Then Xiao Huan, see you tomorrow."

Before getting on the car, Anle pursed her lips, looked at Yan Huan reluctantly, and kissed Yan Huan.

Yan Huan made her feel both amused and helpless.

The main thing is that I can still see her at school tomorrow, and she can come back in a week.

As a result, she got in the car and rolled down the window to tell Yan Huan,

"Xiao Huan, go back and go to bed early. See you at school tomorrow."

"it is good."

It wasn't until the driver in the front seat couldn't stand it anymore and stepped on the accelerator to create some distance between them that he stopped.

Yan Huan stood there alone, watching her drive away, not knowing what he was thinking.

On Yan Huan's shoulder, a fat black cat appeared and meowed at him,

"It's okay, you still have me, meow!"

".It would have been fine if you hadn't said it. Once you did, I suddenly felt so lonely."

"Meow?!"

Miaojiang glared at him and was about to use cat fist to compete with Yan Huan.

But he grabbed her in his arms and walked towards the subway entrance while rubbing her head.

The subway entrance is some distance away and takes a while to walk.

"President."

Ok?

Just as Yan Huan turned from the main road near the shopping mall and walked along the intersection into a tree-lined path, he seemed to hear a sound.

He blinked and looked back at the quiet streets around him, a puzzled expression on his face.

The nights in Jinghe District are not as lively as those in the South District, and most shops close at around 7 or 8 in the evening.

So at this moment, the road with no shops open seemed particularly quiet.

".Is it an illusion?"