Chapter 171 Pink

It’s no wonder An Jiu is biased.

Tyrants are really good at sweet talk.

It’s a pity that An Jiu used to think he was aloof and quiet.

An Jiu lowered his head a little embarrassedly.

But the tyrant still looked at her straight.

"Xiaojiu, I'm not happy." he said suddenly.

An Jiu "..."

What's going on?

What's wrong? Are you unhappy?

The tyrant frowned and asked, "Who do you like best?"

An Jiu "..."

She has no favorite person.

The tyrant was even more unhappy.

He looked as if he had suffered a great injustice.

[I am not Xiaojiu's favorite person? ]

[I'm not Xiaojiu's favorite person? ]

[Who is Xiaojiu's favorite person? ]

An Jiu wanted to laugh.

Why was he so obsessed with this? She really didn't like anyone, no matter if it was the emperor or the tyrant, they all needed her to coax and give in. She was like a cow or a horse in front of them, a pitiful and humble worker.

The identities are not equal at all.

Tyrants and emperors were delighted by the emotional value she provided.

But what about Anjiu? She has to work every day, and she has to be careful and cautious, and she doesn't feel happy.

Come on, who would say loudly, I like the company boss the most?

What do I like most about work?

Who is actually having an office romance?

No matter how handsome the boss is, as long as he is the boss, I don’t like him!!!

This is a matter of principle for workers.

Seeing that An Jiu ignored him.

The tyrant became even angrier.

"You don't like me."

An Jiu wanted to say that was not the case, she still had a little bit of good feelings towards the tyrant.

But it's only a little bit, any more would be disrespectful to the 3,400 yuan salary.

However, the tyrant's next words made her freeze in place.

[Does she like that fool who became the emperor? ]

Anjiu stared at the tyrant.

Why did he say that...

Could it be that...

Does he know about the emperor's existence?

Both personalities are indeed very smart.

The emperor was told by others.

But the tyrant guessed it himself.

Just as Anjiu thought.

The tyrant's personality is "growing".

At the beginning, when An Jiu first crossed over, he would vent violently when provoked. At that time, his instincts were to kill and eat. He didn't think much, and even when he spoke, he only spoke one or two words, and couldn't even say a complete sentence.

But later, slowly, he seemed a little different.

Until now...

He was even able to think independently and figure out the existence of another person.

He is growing.

And progress is rapid.

An Jiu didn’t know what this meant, was it good or bad?

Will the two of them gradually merge after the tyrant's IQ grows to the emperor's age?

Or are the two personalities fighting each other, with one destroying the other?

Or maybe...

Will the two people keep appearing alternately and existing at the same time?

A salary of 3,400 yuan for doing work worth 35,000 yuan.

"You..." An Jiu wanted to ask him how much he knew about the emperor?

But looking at the tyrant, she was speechless.

What can happen even if the tyrant knows?

So what?

She could only let it go, there was nothing else she could do.

"Xiaojiu." The tyrant called her.

An Jiu looked up at him.

He was holding the little tiger, pursing his lips, and looking at her with an aggrieved expression.

An Jiu felt guilty for a moment, as if he had really made a huge mistake.

"You haven't told me yet, what's your name?" The tyrant did not ask who Anjiu liked the most.

An Jiu remembered that the tyrant went berserk last time because of the name issue.

Later, he never knew An Jiu's name.

"Anjiu, my name is Anjiu." Anjiu told him.

"Anjiu..." The tyrant repeated to himself and nodded: "I will remember it."

After a pause, he said solemnly: "I will never forget it even when I die."

An Jiu frowned: "Don't talk about death."

The tyrant looked at her.

After looking at him for a long time, he said again: "Xiaojiu, I like you the most."

After saying that, he kissed Anjiu on the cheek again.

"I like it the most, I like it the most, I like it the most."

An Jiu was annoyed by the kisses, so she pushed the tyrant away.

"Sweet talk, do you know what love is?"

The tyrant looked at her.

【I'm not stupid.】

【I know everything.】

【snort! 】

[Xiaojiu loves to doubt people. That bad guy must have done something to make Xiaojiu angry, so he doesn’t like me.]

The tyrant imagined a lot of things, such as the emperor arrogantly asking Anjiu to work.

For example, the emperor beat and scolded An Jiu.

In short, his thoughts are still a bit childish, like a half-grown child.

"I know." He looked at Anjiu: "I just like Xiaojiu like this."

An Jiu felt like she was coaxing a child and couldn't come up with anything to say.

"Go to bed." She yawned.

The tyrant said, "No."

An Jiu "..."

What a big naughty kid.

"What are you doing instead of sleeping?" An Jiu asked.

Tyrant: "Go out and play."

A quarter of an hour later, Lin Sangang was still thinking that it should be safe tonight, and the emperor would definitely sleep with Xiaojiu, when Xiaojiu's door opened, and then a black shadow flashed by and disappeared into the night in an instant...

Lin San swallowed a mouthful of wind.

"Third brother, what should we do?" the subordinate asked, looking at the pitch-black night.

"Chase him." Lin San roared helplessly.

Subordinate: “Yes.”

But where to chase?

After growing up, the tyrant's definition of play has obviously changed.

For example, he didn't go to the red-light district anymore. Instead, he took An Jiu around the capital and finally stopped in front of a house.

The house looked nothing special from the outside, but when they went in, they saw a beautiful woman dressed in a particularly eye-catching manner.

The beauty did not feel anything strange about the two people coming late at night. She smiled and asked the tyrant: "Which room are you going to tonight, sir?"

Tyrant: "Pink."

The beauty smiled and gave him a key. An Jiu took a look and saw that the pendant on the key was made of gold.

The tyrant seemed to have been here before. He walked along the corridor to the backyard and finally stopped in front of a room.

An Jiu looked puzzled: "What is this place?"

The tyrant said nothing, opened the door and motioned An Jiu to go in.

An Jiu walked in suspiciously.

The next second, I was stunned.

The whole room is pink.

Pink bed, pink table, pink bedding, pink tea set...

[Xiaojiu, you must be shocked.]

The tyrant was very proud.

An Jiu was indeed surprised.

"What on earth is this place?"

…

The king again and again did not attend the early court.

The emperor was awakened by countless rays of sunlight in the early morning.

All I see is pink...

pink?

The emperor was shocked and confused. He got up and looked again, and saw pink everywhere.

Strange yet familiar.

The emperor was stunned.

This is……

Then he saw An Jiu lying next to him.

really……

The emperor frowned.

【What's going on? 】

【Isn’t he seven years old? 】

【Why do you know this place? 】

[Could it be…]

The emperor is also smart.

He soon thought of it.

That idiot has grown up.

This was the place his father brought him to when he was twelve years old. At that time, his father asked him what kind of room he wanted.

He said pink.

So his father patted his head lovingly and decorated this room for him.

so……

That guy, at least, has his memory from when he was twelve years old...

and……

The emperor glanced at An Jiu.

He also brought her here.

And An Jiu had woken up a long time ago.

This strange and weird place made her unable to sleep at all.

Because last night, the tyrant showed her the most unknown side of this imperial city.