Chapter 271 Dedicated to the President (Monthly Ticket Plus Update)
Just as he was thinking about it, Guan Ailin waved at him and mouthed "Nine" beside the blood donation vehicle in front.
Wen Nan collected his thoughts, walked over, and handed over a cup of packaged milk tea.
With the straws inserted, the two sat side by side on the footrest in front of the blood donation vehicle's door, drinking milk tea while watching the pedestrians coming and going on Wutong Avenue in the distance.
At this time, most of the people on the road are students who have just finished class and are rushing to the cafeteria to eat, or have just finished eating and are returning to the dormitory. They are in groups of three or five, talking and laughing.
Guan Ailin looked at them and couldn't help but sigh: "The people here are so different from my original world. When people are on the road, they will communicate with each other and appreciate the scenery along the way. Unlike where I am, people on the road are always in a hurry, always lowering their heads and focusing on their mobile phone screens. Most of the time, they turn a blind eye to people who are right next to them."
As she spoke, Guan Ailin's eyes fell on a couple passing by. The man and woman were holding hands, smiling like two three-year-old children, and walking along the way, swinging their clasped hands back and forth.
Guan Ailin was infected by their smiles and couldn't help but smile too.
Wen Nan raised his hand and gently pushed the hair on the side of her face behind her ear, "Do you like this dungeon world?"
Guan Ailin came back to her senses, withdrew her gaze from the couple, looked at Wen Nan, and said with a smile: "No matter which world it is, as long as you are by my side, I like it."
Hearing this answer, Wen Nan was stunned for a moment, a strange emotion surged in his heart, and he suddenly wanted to ask Guan Ailin again about whether she was willing to go to the end of the world with him.
But Wen Nan had already asked that question twice before. No matter how many more times he asked it, the answer he would get would probably not be what he wanted.
With a smile, Wen Nan dismissed the idea, and the next moment, one of his hands was held by Guan Ailin and placed on his knee.
Carefully, one by one, she inserted her fingers between Wen Nan's fingers. Guan Ailin said like a child, "Those couples hold hands tightly when they are on the road. It looks so sweet. I want to insert my fingers too."
Wen Nan was slightly startled, and looked back at the couples walking on Wutong Avenue, "You were staring at them just now, was that what you were looking at?"
Guan Ailin nodded generously and admitted, "Well, of course, what else can I watch?"
Wen Nan seemed to suddenly remember something, was stunned for a moment, and then slowly shook his head.
Guan Ailin brought the milk tea to her mouth, took a big sip, and then said in surprise: "I didn't expect that pearl milk tea in this era is so delicious? The pearls are very rich and the taste is very different."
"Really?" Wen Nan thought. Aren't pearls from all ages made from tapioca flour and sugar? "What's the difference?"
Guan Ailin shook her head, "It's just different, would you like to try it?"
Wen Nan was just about to take a sip of the milk tea in his hand, when he looked up, he saw Guan Ailin had already put her mouth in front of him.
Wen Nan smiled.
The CEO of his family is still as childish as a little kid.
Although thinking this in his heart, Wen Nan still leaned over obediently, lowered his head, kissed the other's lips, then stretched out his tongue and easily rolled the other's pearl into his mouth, tasted it, chewed it and swallowed it, then nodded, "With your taste, it is indeed different."
Guan Ailin gently pushed Wen Nan's arm and whispered, "Why are you talking about this in public..."
Wen Nan thought, "Didn't you first lead me to kiss you in public? I savored it carefully, and it's wrong again? " "Then I won't talk about it, and I won't kiss you anymore." Wen Nan pretended to be angry, turned his face back, pecked at the straw, and only focused on drinking his milk tea.
Seeing this, Guan Ailin asked softly, "Are you angry?"
When the other party ignored her, she took the initiative to hug the other party's arm, leaned forward, and kissed Wen Nan hard on the cheek, "Don't be angry."
Wen Nan raised his hand, grabbed Guan Ailin's slender waist, and held her on his lap. His hand began to linger on the hem of her skirt. "Such a small reward is not good enough to coax her. Mr. Guan, you should be sincere when you apologize, right?"
Guan Ailin glanced at the busy intersection behind her, her face flushed red, and she pressed down the other person's hand, panting twice in a hurry, and said, "At this point, if you enter the refresh point, it will be settled in advance. Have you thought about it?"
Wen Nan paused.
Forget about it.
Exclusive refresh point, and such inconvenient place...
Withdrawing his hand awkwardly, Wen Nan whispered in the other person's ear: "When the time comes, we'll settle the accounts properly."
Just as he finished speaking, the cell phone vibrated in his pocket.
It was a message from Hu Jiayao: [hz, the woman was lost, but I met a man who came to me on his own initiative. He wants to talk to you]
Wen Nan didn't need to guess, he knew who the person in Hu Jiayao's text message was, and he quickly replied: [Bring him to the blood donation vehicle]
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Ten minutes later, Hu Jiayao rushed to the blood donation vehicle, followed by Yang Mingzhong.
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The other person was still wearing the black clothes that made it easy to move around in, with a hood covering his face, and he walked with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
Several people returned to the blood donation vehicle, closed the door, and found a seat to sit down.
Yang Mingzhong respectfully called out to Wen Nan, "President."
This was the first time they met face to face after being in this copy for so long. Yang Mingzhong knew that he had a lot of problems, and he was waiting for the president to question him or blame him.
However, the man on the other side did not question him at all. He just pointed at his legs and asked, "How are your legs? I have a few bottles of healing medicine here. You can use them."
As he spoke, Wen Nan took out some medicines from the equipment reserve column and brought them to Yang Mingzhong.
Yang Mingzhong was stunned, and the emotions in his eyes seemed a little complicated.
He shook his head and pushed back the medicine that Wen Nan had brought over. "Thank you, President. I've already taken painkillers and hemostatic and anti-inflammatory drugs. These injuries are not serious and will heal after a while. Don't waste these resources on me."
Yang Mingzhong used the word "waste", which made Wen Nan frown slightly.
Looking at the other person again, Wen Nan no longer insisted and got to the point: "What do you want to say to me?"
"Here, President, I think you might need it." Yang Mingzhong said, pushing a shuttle-shaped prop wrapped with silver-white filaments in front of Wen Nan.
This thing looks familiar.
Wen Nan searched his mind for a moment and quickly remembered that he had seen Wei Zhe use it before in the Sheath Bearer's test space.
Wen Nan picked up the prop and found that the palm-sized shuttle had a thin and long silk thread that was almost invisible to the naked eye. The silk thread extended to a place far outside the car door, as if guiding them to explore somewhere.
"This is……"
(End of this chapter)
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