In the end, Jian Ningxuan and An Bu made dozens of biscuits together.
"Here you are!" Anbu generously handed Jian Ningxuan a cat cake.
Jian Ningxuan, who played with her all night and only got a cat cake: "..."
Anbu put the biscuits in a box and sealed it, and said: "When I'm not around, don't steal it. If you want to eat it, we can eat it together."
Jian Ningxuan: "..." Do you want to form a group after eating a biscuit...
An Bu saw that he was holding the cat cake and kept his mouth shut, so he couldn't help urging: "Don't you want to try it? This is the matcha milk flavored cat cake I specially made for you."
Was it specially prepared for him? Jian Ningxuan hesitated for a moment, put the biscuit into his mouth, and clicked.
An Bu opened her eyes wide, watching a circle of yellow-green light swing away from him like water waves, instantly blurring the gray-white world. Although it only lasted a second or two, it already satisfied her.
The sweet biscuits really brought Jian Ningxuan a good mood.
Anbu smiled happily, walked briskly, turned around and walked towards the bathroom.
Jian Ningxuan looked at her light back, with a soft look on his brows and eyes. If An Bu looked back now, he would be pleasantly surprised to see that a layer of pale pink light appeared on Jian Ningxuan's body again...
The next day there was no class, An Bu went out for morning exercises early in the morning, and it was only around 7 o'clock when she came back. Jian Ningxuan hadn't gotten up yet, so she finished the breakfast materials and planned to wait for him to get up before doing it. Then, she started her daily study, listening practice for half an hour, reciting foreign languages for half an hour, logging into various certification forums at the same time, browsing related technical posts, participating in talent exchanges, collecting information, still doing cross-stitch with her hands, and getting up every hour Move your legs, feet and waist.
The brain and body are in full operation, multitasking, and there are corresponding learning and exercise tasks every day.
However, after Jian Ningxuan moved in, An Bu had another task, which was to feed the cat owner on time and try to make him shine.
At around 8 o'clock, there was a sound of opening the door next door. An Bu had just finished reciting a foreign language, and the cross-stitch in his hand was also completed today.
"Good morning~~" Anbu greeted Jian Ningxuan who had just come out of the bathroom.
"Good morning." Jian Ningxuan replied.
Then, he saw An Bu add two cross-stitched cartoon cat pillows to the sofa. It wasn't a problem at first, but the problem was that the two cats, one was red, black and green, and the other was gray, purple and blue. Even though he had gradually adapted to An Bu's aesthetics, it was difficult for him to accept this strange color combination.
The corners of his mouth twitched a few times, but he finally held back and didn't complain. Living in someone else's home, you should respect other people's taste anyway. (An Bu: This is all caused by color blindness, definitely not her true taste...)
After breakfast, Anbu planned to go back to his room to complete the remaining tasks, but was stopped by Jian Ningxuan: "Anbu, are you free tonight?"
"What's the matter?" Anbu looked at him.
"I'm going to a birthday party, can you accompany me?" Jian Ningxuan received an invitation card from his uncle Jian Cheng two days ago, stalking him to attend, and even using his own granddaughter as a threat. He had no choice but to agree.
Jian Ningxuan was raised by Jian Cheng, and Jian Cheng let him attend the banquet to let him get in touch with more women so that he would not be lonely for the rest of his life.
Because of his special physique, coupled with his cold and sharp personality, he was not easy to get close to, so he never had much chance with women since he was a child. Not just women, anyone who stays around for more than ten minutes will feel dizzy and bloody, just like having a fever.
Until he met An Bu.
"Birthday party? Your friend?" An Bu asked casually.
"No." Jian Ningxuan replied, "It's the daughter of my uncle's family friend, who seems to be called Yang Qianqian."
Since I'm not familiar with it, I guess it's just a formality, so An Bu nodded and said, "Okay, do I need to prepare anything?"
"No, the banquet will be held in her villa, as long as the clothes are neat and tidy."
Anbu made an "OK" gesture to him.
At around eight o'clock in the evening, Jian Ningxuan came to Yang's villa by car with An Bu in a small dress.
Most of the people invited to this banquet were people of the same age in the same circle, and the atmosphere was relatively relaxed without too many rules.
Jian Ningxuan got out of the car, then turned around to help Anbu open the car door.
Anbu naturally went to take his arm, but he subconsciously avoided it.
An Bu: "?"
Jian Ningxuan explained: "I have a high temperature, and you will feel uncomfortable if you get too close."
"If you don't feel well, I won't agree to let you live in my house." An Bu hooked his hand and took his arm.
The slender fingers rested on the dark fabric, as translucent as white jade. The cool breath slowly seeped into his body from his wrist, instantly stroking away the restlessness on his body.
Seeing her calm expression, Jian Ningxuan didn't seem to have any discomfort, and felt a little relieved.
The two walked into the villa together, and under the guidance of the waiter, they walked all the way to the garden.
In the huge garden, the lights were flickering, and the long tables were filled with food, drinks, and flowers. Many young men and women in bright clothes gathered together in small groups, chatting and laughing happily. The arrival of Jian Ningxuan and Anbu did not attract too many people's attention. Although the two are outstanding in appearance, not many people know them.
Jian Ningxuan has been traveling abroad in his early years, and because of his occupation and personality, he seldom attends such banquets. However, as long as his surname is reported, I believe most people present will look sideways at him. The Jian family has great influence in both political and business circles, and their financial resources are strong enough to rank among the top wealthy families in China. It's just that Jian Ningxuan's father is low-key, not as public as his uncle, and the relationship between the two fathers and sons is not good, so Jian Ningxuan's name is rarely heard.
At this moment, there was a burst of applause from the crowd, and tonight's birthday star Yang Qianqian appeared.
Yang Qianqian is about twenty-four or five years old, with curly hair around her ears, a pair of silver-trimmed pearl earrings on her ears, and a champagne-colored dress on her body. sweet.
An Bu's attention was not on her, but on the woman standing beside her. She was the young lady Yuan Shishi who snatched Xin Yan's ex-boyfriend away. If it hadn't been related to Xin Yan, she might have forgotten about this character long ago.
However, there would be no communication between them, so Anbu didn't take her seriously.
"Are you hungry?" Jian Ningxuan's hot voice reached An Bu's ears.
Anbu's ears moved slightly, and he looked at Jian Ningxuan in a little surprise. Was it just her illusion that she felt a little heat
"What's wrong?" Jian Ningxuan was puzzled by her.
An Bu hooked his hand at him, motioning him to bow his head.
Jian Ningxuan leaned slightly and moved closer to Anbu.
"Tell me in a low voice, is that Miss Yang pretty?" An Bu asked brightly.
Jian Ningxuan looked indifferent, completely unexpected that she asked him to come over mysteriously just to ask him such a boring question.
He was about to stand up straight, but An Bu grabbed his tie, and at the same time turned his face to his ear, urging him: "This question is very important, please speak quickly."
Why is this kind of question so important
Jian Ningxuan: "... not bad, not as beautiful as you."
A warm breath rushed towards her face, sweeping across her icy skin like a feather.
Not an illusion!
His breath can really make her feel the temperature!
An Bu's eyes shone brightly, and the lifeless heart in his body seemed to be beating along with it.
In the next second, she looked at Jian Ningxuan, full of surprise and pampering, as if she had discovered that her son had turned into a superman.
Jian Ningxuan: "..." Complimenting her about her beauty made her so happy? In the future, I may be able to praise her often... Suddenly I feel as if I have gotten to the cuteness of Anbu.
Just as the two of them were immersed in diametrically opposed thoughts, there was another commotion in the distance.
The two looked towards the noisy place at the same time, only to see two men and three women walking into the sight of everyone, one behind the other, and the atmosphere in the garden was detonated instantly because of their arrival.
"Oh my god, it turned out to be Ji Siqi!"
"There are also Hua Ao and Liu Wan'er."
"Ji Siqi's boyfriend looks familiar?"
"What are you doing? You don't even know Mr. Shen!"
"Mr. Shen will also participate in this kind of banquet? Ms. Qianqian really looks great!"
"Wait, who's that last one?"
"I'm going! It's the goddess Pemona! Has the wound on her face healed?"
Everyone was discussing excitedly, and all their eager eyes were focused on these distinguished guests who had come late.
There was no fluctuation on Anbu's face, he just glanced at Mr. Shen. They met at the training center yesterday. It was the brother of the new trainee Gu Le. His driver also hit her car, and he wanted to send him the bill later.
At this moment, Anbu had long forgotten that Ji Siqi, Liu Wan'er and others had conflicts with her. She would never waste her memory space for insignificant people and things. After all, she needs to learn and remember too many things every day. .
But Bei Mengla, she did remember, after all, she had been hyping up the bus rescue incident, so as to portray herself as a heroic goddess, and earned a lot of popularity.
This banquet gathered Anbu's indirect enemies, competitors, and counterfeit doubles. It can be said that there are foreign enemies around, conflicts and entanglements, and she herself is still unconscious.
Jian Ningxuan looked coldly at Bei Mengla, who was full of stars and moons, and a wave of anger welled up in her heart. The girl next to him saved someone and was injured, and no one knew about it, but that woman used this to gain fame and raise her self-worth, which is really despicable.
Anbu seemed to be aware of it, turned his head to look at Jian Ningxuan, and asked, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing." Jian Ningxuan unconsciously held An Bu's hand.
During the skin contact, a trace of heat quickly rushed into An Bu's wrist, and at the same time, the vitality value rose at a rate of +5 per second.
10 o'clock, 15 o'clock, 20 o'clock... It didn't stop until 80 o'clock.
Anbu was stunned, watching Jian Ningxuan's hand holding his wrist motionless.
After a while, she held Jian Ningxuan's hand behind her back and said in a pilgrimage tone: "Mr. Jian, from today onwards, I will definitely worship you like a cat god."
Jian Ningxuan: "..."