A man in a dark red windbreaker sat on a luxurious red leather soft chair. He crossed his legs, propped up his cheek with his left hand, wore a mask on his face, and his unkempt bangs were scattered randomly. He looked out the window at the underground city nonchalantly, his eyes slightly narrowed, as if he was smiling.

An Nan painted briskly, and soon the painting had taken shape. However, she frowned slightly and said, "Don't move."

"I can't hold the same pose for too long." Ash complained, "I've never worked as a model part-time before."

"But I can't draw if you keep moving around." An Nan said, "I have a good idea - Ash, don't move!"

Ash's body froze instantly, and An Nan continued to paint with satisfaction, smiling: "It's a pity that the outside world is not a burning world, otherwise it would be completely in line with the future of being the number one on the Art List."

"You're not as mature as in the Art List," Ash said, "But I'm pretty much the same no matter which list I'm on."

"No, you were more evil and arrogant in the Art List, noisy and arrogant in the Family List, and more or less the same as you are now in the Trick List. Overall, the 'you' in the first three lists were getting closer and closer to the real you, and then it became weird from the Happiness List onwards. You seemed even more righteous in the Evil Magic List."

"It's so strange. I appear on every list, but I don't have a rank..."

"Aren't you on the list with me? Although as my work... think about it carefully, you and I were not very familiar with each other at that time, why did the gospel weave a future in which I painted for you?"

"This shows that Gospel knew that you were attracted to my beauty..."

"Are you sure you want to say this to the list of Azula's beauties? I suddenly want to draw your portrait to confirm your beauty—"

"I'm sorry, I was too arrogant, please forgive me."

Ash hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help asking, "I'm actually very curious, when did you develop a crush on me? Forget it, just pretend I didn't ask. If you find that you can't remember anything, I'll be embarrassed..."

An Nan said nonchalantly, "Let's start from the beginning, in the underground hall."

Ash was shocked: "Σ(っ°Д°;)っWhat, is this really a miracle of love at first sight?"

"Of course not. I was just a little curious about you, and then I started paying attention to you." An Nan smiled and said, "When I saw that Igula and Harvey were waiting for you to make a decision, when I saw that you were willing to accept Liz, when I heard you say in the locker room that you would wait until the 101 days were over before deciding whether to retaliate against me -"

"You really did install a bug in the locker room!"

"My house is not eavesdropping." An Nan snorted. "Also, when I saw that you would rather suffer the pain than cause trouble to the target according to my orders, when I saw that you did not forget to comfort Liz when you were escaping, when I saw you defending me in front of Qinna, when I saw that you broke a hand to save Liz, when I saw that you hoped that Igula would be happy..."

"…When I saw you slow down on your motorcycle when you saw a puddle on the side of the road, and when I saw you worrying about the safety of your pancakes. That's about it. My affection for you is accumulated little by little."

"Your memory is so good, I would have forgotten many things if you hadn't told me..." Ash said, "But I think you may have embellished me in your memory--"

"Of course it's beautified." An Nan smiled and said, "Now I see that even your eyebrows are cute, how could they not be beautified? Well, it's done."

An Nan turned the drawing board to face Yaxiu. Unlike the first place on the "Art List", it was a sketch portrait with a blank background. The painting technique was far less exquisite and magnificent than that presented on the "Art List", and the character was not evil and crazy enough.

But the person in the painting has lifelike eyebrows and eyes, gentle appearance, and the brushstrokes are full of love. It does not look like a painting, but more like a confession.

Ash sighed softly: "An Nan, I..."

"You know, I won't ask anything about the Gospel unless it's about work." An Nan sat directly on his lap and called out her Gospel: "But I'll make an exception tonight."

"Gospel, who is the most suitable lover for me?"

Annan turned the Gospel over to Ash to see. The name "Ash Hiss" glowed lavender on the white page. "Look."

Annan's words were like a deadly miracle. Ash felt that his life force had completely dissipated. Every word he had just considered in his mind became extremely heavy. And the more she said this, the more uncomfortable Ash felt. He said with difficulty: "Annan, can you give me some time to think about it--"

"cannot."

An Nan suddenly put her arms around his neck, reached out to pull off his mask, pressed his chin and kissed him. The warm touch penetrated his mind along his lips, and only the pair of pupils full of aggressiveness remained in his eyes.

Why?

Hey hey?

Hey hey hey?

Ash wanted to move, but the problem was that An Nan had just told him not to move, so he couldn't resist the constraints of the contract! The only thing he could move was his teeth and tongue. Did he have to bite back with his teeth?

Tsk.

Ash felt the fragrant little tongue trying to pry open his teeth awkwardly, like jelly jumping in. Seeing the stubbornness in Annan's eyes, Ash's heart softened. A small hole was broken in the solid barrier, and the enemy swarmed in. The defenders were unable to resist at all. The two armies entangled and sweated, and then the enemy even hooked the defenders out of the barrier and pulled them into their own position to devour them.

Before, Yaxiu thought that An Nan and Qin Na didn’t look alike at all, but now he was absolutely sure that they were definitely mother and daughter!

They are all equally tough and domineering!

After a long time, their lips parted, their breathing became low, and the warm breath on their faces seemed to be telling each other their true feelings. After waiting for his pounding heart to calm down, Ash heard An Nan whispering softly in his ear: "Come to me."

"Pick me up."

"Play me."

Suddenly, their gospel book popped up, and Ash realized that he had unknowingly rolled to the **. An Nan glanced at the glowing gospel book and said, "The speed of weaving the gospel has become faster... But you can look at the gospel list at any time, now you can only look at me."

"Knit me."

Your boss at work, your slave master in the contract, makes such unreasonable demands on you, and Ash feels like he can't take it anymore!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

"Dad! Dad! I know you are in there, come out!"

An Nan and Ya Xiu looked at each other. Zi Fei Moth pushed him aside, sat up and straightened her pajamas, then pulled the bewildered cult leader over to open the door, pushed him to Liz outside, then hooked his neck and whispered in his ear:

"That's all for tonight. We'll continue after the weaving festival is over." An Nan's hot breath fanned Ash's earlobe: "This is the future of my weaving."

"but--"

"No buts. Have you forgotten that your contract will not end until August 15th? According to the current progress, the action must be taken on the 20th at the latest. This means that after the weaving ceremony is over, I will have at least 55 days to deal with you. By then, we will almost have a child."

"I am the head of an unscrupulous firm. You didn't think I was asking for your consent when I asked you just now, did you, idiot?"

Annan pecked Ash's face quickly and waved, "Goodnight."

After closing the door, An Nan threw himself directly onto the bed. After a moment of silence, he rolled around, touching his burning face with both hands. His heart was still pounding and his breathing was still irregular.

"The future is the greatest hope..."

She turned to look at the newly painted portrait, tilted her head and stared at it for a long time, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and the frown that had been weighed down by worries in the past few days gradually relaxed, and the fear of death in her heart finally eased a little.

“My first half of life may be coming to an end,” she whispered softly, “but I am now looking forward to the second half starting as soon as possible.”

…

…

Outside the door, Ash and Liz stared at each other.

Liz thought for a moment, then turned and left. Ash asked, "Where are you going?"

"To find Aunt Borgin."

"Why are you looking for him?"

"Discussing the fact that An Nan is going to be my stepmother."

"Why are you discussing this with him?!"

Ash pulled Liz, squatted down and asked with a guilty conscience: "How do you know I'm here?"

"Because Aunt An Nan just sent me a message." Liz replied expressionlessly.

Yaxiu was stunned for a moment, then he understood An Nan's intentions and plan!

Damn it, they actually used the honey trap on him, using the future after the weaving ceremony to force him to work harder! However, this was an open conspiracy, and even though Ash knew the trick, he was still a little fooled - in fact, more than a little, but he only allowed himself to be fooled a little.

Poor Ash, he was played around by the bad woman.