Chapter 135 (First Release)...
That's right, I'm really pathetic; I don't have a single friend.
So just say yes already.
Zhou Yanyao looked at Ning Wanwan expectantly, his eyes sparkling.
As for his friend who came to this place with him, Zhou Yanyao had already forgotten about him.
Ning Wanwan: "When, when you are my friend"
Ning Wanwan was so startled that she froze for a moment and quickly waved her hand.
"No, no, no, our social statuses are too different; it's not appropriate for us to be friends..."
During her time living in this village, Ning Wanwan has come to realize just how strict the social hierarchy in this world is based on strength.
Even the villagers didn't really pay attention to Ning Wanwan, let alone someone of Zhou Yanyao's high status suddenly asking to be friends with her.
While Ning Wanwan was caught off guard and flattered, a sense of vigilance also arose in her heart.
People of their high status... would never have such an attitude.
Ning Wanwan remembered that when the village chief came to visit today, he said that these two distinguished guests had not taken a liking to anyone else in the village, which was why the village chief was going to great lengths to recommend Ansel to meet those two esteemed people.
As a result, Zhou Yanyao's attitude towards her is now too good, so good that it's almost unbelievable. He's so warm and friendly that Ning Wanwan feels afraid to get close to him.
Ning Wanwan waved her hands repeatedly in refusal, but Zhou Yanyao seemed to see through her hesitation, and suddenly showed a sad expression, letting out a sigh.
"Wanwan, to be honest, I don't have many close friends, but I feel close to you as soon as I see you, and I really want to get closer to you."
"I might have been a bit too hasty, I hope you don't mind, Wanwan."
"But what I said is true. Making friends first isn't a bad thing, is it?"
Zhou Yanyao's direct approach stunned Ning Wanwan, who couldn't help but look up at his expression.
Zhou Yanyao looked at her with utmost sincerity, so sincere that Ning Wanwan wavered slightly.
Actually, she somewhat believed what Zhou Yanyao said.
Because when I saw Zhou Yanyao, didn't I also have a vague feeling of familiarity?
Perhaps in my lost memories, I really have met him.
"Wanwan, would you like to be my friend?" Zhou Yanyao leaned forward slightly, showing both anticipation and without giving off a sense of pressure.
Ning Wanwan pursed her lips, about to say something, when Xiao Zhou suddenly spoke up.
"Wanwan, did you cook something in the pot in the kitchen earlier?"
Ning Wanwan: "!" Oh no!
There was a pot of soup simmering on the stove. Ning Wanwan suddenly noticed that there were still some ingredients left and wanted to cook a pot. Seeing that there was still enough water in the pot, she went out to see who was knocking on the door. But then she got busy and forgot about it!
Fortunately, Xiaozhou was there to help keep an eye on things.
Ning Wanwan quickly stood up: "I'm sorry, Lord Zhou Yanyao... Please sit here for a moment, I'll go check on the kitchen first!"
"Okay, Wanwan, you go ahead and get busy," Zhou Yanyao said very understandingly.
Ning Wanwan hurriedly went to the kitchen.
Xiao Zhou looked at Zhou Yanyao, his silver-gray inorganic pupils calm and indifferent, like some kind of cold, unapproachable metal.
What exactly is your purpose?
Zhou Yanyao: "Purpose"
He repeated it with some surprise, then suddenly laughed, revealing a mischievous expression.
"Hey kid, do you think I'm lying to Wanwan?"
"I'm not lying."
Xiao Zhou stared at him coldly, without any reaction.
"Purpose."
Despite being just a child, Xiao Zhou appeared exceptionally dangerous at this moment, like a sharp sword about to be drawn from its sheath.
The little boy with white hair and gray eyes lost his frozen silence and calm in front of Zhou Yanyao.
That cold, sharp aura seemed capable of tearing apart anything in its path.
Zhou Yanyao's gaze also darkened.
"I have already stated my purpose."
"I want to get closer to her, that's my goal."
"If you want to fight for this reason, I'm ready. I haven't stretched my muscles in a long time."
Zhou Yanyao watched the small boat warily, his hand slowly resting on the sword at his waist, his aura steadily rising.
Zhou Yanyao did not let his guard down just because it was a child. His intuition kept warning him that this was definitely not an ordinary child.
Xiao Zhou: "You are very vigilant."
Zhou Yanyao chuckled, though there was no real smile on his face.
"We must be prepared to go all out in every battle; I have no intention of being caught off guard."
"Let's just resolve this completely before Wanwan comes back."
Xiao Zhou had the same idea: "Okay."
Just as the tense atmosphere between the two was about to escalate, the girl appeared carrying a pot.
"I've made the soup. Xiao Zhou and Lord Zhou Yanyao, would you like some... just a little?"
Ning Wanwan hadn't finished speaking when she looked up and saw this scene, and she froze on the spot, holding the pot.
She had only thought that she didn't have anything to offer Zhou Yanyao, and the soup she had just cooked tasted very good, so it was going to be served anyway. In addition, she didn't know when Ansel would be able to return.
So Ning Wanwan decided to see if Zhou Yanyao wanted a drink, and perhaps politely offer to stay for lunch.
Now, who can tell her... why are Zhou Yanyao and Xiao Zhou standing there facing each other in the living room, looking like they're about to fight?
Ning Wanwan glanced at the table that was about to tip over, and at the plates and fruit scattered on the floor, her voice trembling slightly.
What...are you doing?
"!!!"
It was only then that Xiao Zhou and Zhou Yanyao realized that Ning Wanwan had returned sometime earlier, and their expressions went blank for a moment.
Zhou Yanyao immediately put his hand down on the weapon, scratched his head, and gave a confused smile, looking quite innocent.
"I'm so sorry, Wanwan, I don't know what's going on either, Xiaozhou seems a bit off..."
Ning Wanwan: "Huh?"
Ning Wanwan looked at Xiaozhou in astonishment: "Xiaozhou, what happened?"
Xiao Zhou: "..."
Xiao Zhou: "It's okay, nothing's wrong. Ning Wanwan, your pot is about to spill."
"Ah!" Ning Wanwan then realized that because she had been distracted, the pot of hot soup in her hand was gradually tilting.
She quickly tried to raise her arm, but another pair of male hands steadily took the soup pot from her.
"Wanwan, this soup smells so good! Should we put it on the table?"
Ning Wanwan: "Yes, thank you..."
Zhou Yanyao had already placed the soup pot on the table.
He looked expectant and, before Ning Wanwan could speak, asked, "Can I have some? This soup you cooked looks delicious."
Ning Wanwan nodded naturally: "Of course... I'll go get the bowl."
Xiao Zhou pursed her lips, not wanting to watch the girl busy herself, and stood up: "I'll go."
Xiao Zhou had already gone to the kitchen. Ning Wanwan hesitated for a moment, then looked at the fruit plate scattered on the ground and wanted to bend down to pick it up.
Zhou Yanyao noticed it too, and before Ning Wanwan could pick it up, he had already squatted down to tidy it up.
"I'm so sorry, Wanwan, I've caused you trouble," Zhou Yanyao said apologetically.
With Zhou Yanyao taking care of the main things, Ning Wanwan had nothing to do. She picked up a small tomato, put it in the fruit bowl, and shook her head: "It's okay."
I didn't cause any trouble at all; they cleaned up the mess, and I was just a little frightened.
"Where's the water? I'll go wash the fruit platter again last night." Zhou Yanyao stood up.
"There's water in the kitchen..." Ning Wanwan replied, still somewhat confused.
However, after this incident, Ning Wanwan couldn't press him any further about what was going on between him and Xiao Zhou.
But come to think of it, this situation does seem rather familiar...
It seems that Ansel and Xiaozhou have a conflict and are at odds.
Ning Wanwan wanted to sigh. It shouldn't be what she thought. This was definitely the first time Xiao Zhou and Zhou Yanyao had met, so it was unlikely that they had any conflicts.
Why do these people always seem to have such a bad relationship...?
In the kitchen, although the atmosphere wasn't as tense as before, it was still very stiff and tense.
"I don't want to fight you right now." Zhou Yanyao focused on washing the fruit plate in his hands, his tone indifferent. "You don't want her to worry either, do you?"
Let's call a truce for now.
"After all, this is my first time visiting your home, and I don't want to ruin this first meeting."
Xiao Zhou looked at him silently, his silver-gray pupils empty and indifferent, but he showed no intention of attacking again.
Zhou Yanyao quickly washed the fruit plate and fruit, rearranged them on a beautiful plate, and his face once again wore a bright, sunny smile.
"Tsk tsk, it's just a child's possessiveness; adults can only barely understand it."
"However, it's not possible to keep the treasure hidden from others."
Xiao Zhou was silent for a moment, then calmly and slowly said, "I am not the most possessive one."
Zhou Yanyao paused slightly as he arranged the fruit platter, lost in thought: "...that Ansil."
Xiao Zhou did not answer.
Zhou Yanyao looked troubled and chuckled, "Sure enough, all the precious treasures already have a bunch of covetous eyes."
"However, you can't make me give up."
After saying that, Zhou Yanyao picked up the fruit plate with one hand, turned around and left decisively.
Xiao Zhou lowered her gaze, her snow-white eyelashes motionless, lost in thought.
“Ning Wanwan…”
He opened his mouth, then suddenly murmured something silently.
His delicate, pale, and aloof face twisted in confusion, as if he were pondering something that puzzled him greatly.
"I want..."
Xiao Zhou couldn't figure out what he wanted. According to his plan, he should have been satisfied just to live under the same roof and spend every day together.
As expected, I still need to make her my master... before that will work.
Would she be willing? Would she like it?
They'll probably like it... The village chief and the others really want to become his "masters." Although he never intended to agree.
But just thinking about Ning Wanwan's possible rejection...
A sense of trepidation suddenly arose in Xiaozhou's calm and undisturbed heart.
...
"Wanwan, I've washed it clean." Zhou Yanyao placed the rearranged fruit plate on the table.
Ning Wanwan subconsciously said, "Thank you for your hard work..."
"Haha, it's no trouble at all, it's what I should do," Zhou Yanyao said, waving his hand.
Ning Wanwan blinked and noticed that the fruit in the fruit plate was arranged into a cute little rabbit pattern.
"Eh..." she exclaimed in surprise, looking down.
"So cute..."
Ning Wanwan couldn't help but murmur, but suddenly realized that her voice had somehow overlapped with Zhou Yanyao's soft sobbing.
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