Super God Knight Evolution.

Chapter 13 The angel wants you to know that the angel cares about you

Angel Yan opened the car door, first stretched her fair and slender left leg into the car, then slowly moved her body in by holding the seat and sat on it, and finally gently lifted her right leg and moved in.

"Snapped!"

Angel Yan closed the car door, and stretched her long legs together forward. They were so white, smooth, and straight that they were extremely eye-catching. An Lan felt extremely restless at just one look.

He has no emotions, but he still has desires.

"Snapped!"

Angel Yan patted her big white legs, leaned towards An Lan, and flirted with An Lan who was starting the car: "Do my legs look good?"

"generally."

An Lan pressed the one-touch start button and said calmly, "I can only play with this leg for a year at most."

"Haha, leg play year, "Fate Stay Night"?"

Angel Yan giggled and was quite satisfied with An Lan's answer, but she also pointed out some flaws.

"I like this sentence very much, but it doesn't apply to me. High-level angels are all third-generation gods, with infinite lifespans. As long as nothing unexpected happens, they can live until the destruction of the universe.

The joke of "playing with legs for a year" is very suitable for ordinary people, but it is inappropriate for angels. I don't want my lover to lose interest in my body after just one year. "

Angel Yan said this and shook her thighs again. As long as it does not violate public order and good customs, angels are always happy to show off their beauty.

"Then play for a year at a time."

An Lan paused and added: "I can't handle it if it lasts too long at a time. You have to understand my physical condition."

The two drove past each other to show respect, and they were as harmonious as a couple who had been in love for many years.

However, the two had actually only known each other for a few hours, and one had no other feelings for the other except lust, such as liking or love, while the other had only the most basic liking for the former.

This is the battle between the old driver and the old driver!

"That's pretty much it."

Angel Yan smiled with satisfaction, swung his legs again, exhaled a breath of hot air towards An Lan, and said temptingly: "Want to play, now?

If you say yes, I will extend my legs to you right now. This is the promise of an angel. "

"hehe."

An Lan sneered and remained unmoved, saying disdainfully: "Before you are an angel, you are first a beautiful woman.

Zhang Wuji's mother told him that the more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to lie. When Zhang Wuji didn't understand this, I already understood it. "

"Little mouth is so sweet."

Angel Yan giggled again, as if she was moved by the words "beautiful" and "pretty" that An Lan said, but in fact she was not moved at all.

If An Lan had feelings, then he would be very happy to use these two words to describe Tian Shi Yan. But Tian Shi Yan knew that An Lan did not have feelings.

His flattery and praise were not sincere, but like artificial intelligence or AI, he felt that it was the right thing to say at this time, so he said it.

She wasn't really happy.

She was happy only because she knew that if she was happy, An Lan would also feel happy. An Lan did have emotions.

It sounds very humble and servile, doing your best to play the role that the other person likes and finding topics that the other person likes to make the other person happy.

But Angel Yan likes this feeling. At least she has never lost anything. High-level angels have eternal life, so it’s no harm to try something challenging occasionally.

At least it's much more interesting than teasing those young people who are easily hooked.

"Buzzing..."

The engine roared and the vehicle started.

Angel Yan suddenly turned around and looked around, checking the details inside the car, twitching her nose and sniffing from time to time, just like she was sitting in her boyfriend's car to check if her boyfriend had a cheating girlfriend.

"What are you doing now?"

An Lan held the steering wheel with his left hand and turned his head to ask questions. He really couldn't understand Tian Shi Yan's operation.

"Don't you see?"

Angel Yan rolled her eyes, looked at An Lan with burning eyes, and said seriously: "I am checking whether there is any other woman's hair or perfume in the car.

I wanted to see if you had ever let another woman sit in the passenger seat of this car."

An Lan was a little speechless.

An Lan lowered the window of the driver's seat, lit another cigarette for himself, and said, "According to my understanding of the third generation of gods, with the computing power of supercomputers, you should be able to easily access all the information on Blue Planet.

French criminologist Edmond Rocard once said that wherever you go, you leave a trace.

My experiences over the past twenty years, the people I have met and the words I have said, will all leave traces in the dark matter plane, and you can easily access this information.

I used this car to pull Qilin and Mengmeng, you should have known this a long time ago. You should also know every detail and every atomic structure of this car.

I don’t understand why you would do this.”

Isn't it redundant to check again using low-level methods on things that are already known?

"Hmph, I'm not happy anymore." Angel Yan pouted her lips and acted like a girlfriend who was slightly angry. I'm going to cry and I need you to coax me to be happy.

"Why?"

An Lan had a black question mark. Even he didn't know what Angel Yan was doing. No matter how confused his mind was or how evil he was, he was only in his forties in his past and present lives.

The person sitting next to him is an old demon with seven thousand years of Taoism experience.

"Of course I know who you've driven in this car, I know who's been on the passenger side of this car, and I know the atomic structure of every part of this car.

But if you tell me who you gave me a ride with, I will be unhappy."

Angel Yan crossed her arms over her chest and pouted, as if she was sulking.

"I thought angels wouldn't care about that."

An Lan took a puff of cigarette and felt a little headache. He felt that Tian Shi Yan was being unreasonable, if the posts on Bihu and Mop were correct.

"Of course the angels don't care about that."

The sadness and hidden anger on Angel Yan's face disappeared, replaced by a sincere, beautiful and charming smile.

The speed of his face changing is comparable to An Lan's. An Lan is not the only one who understands what acting is.

Angel Yan suddenly turned towards An Lan, leaned forward with her right hand on the steering wheel, and put her head against An Lan's face, keeping a distance of about 20 centimeters, hovering on the boundary line between safety and ambiguity.

"The angel just wants you to know that the angel cares about you."

she says.

There was an indescribable affection in her eyes. This was of course also her acting skills. Her acting skills were always very good. It would be impossible for her to become the number one Yun Siji in the Milky Way just by relying on computing power.

Angel Yan laid the groundwork for a long time and finally the real purpose was revealed.

An Lan suddenly had a myocardial infarction and felt a dull pain in his head.

This woman is so good at flirting. It turns out that the title of Yun Siji, the number one in the galaxy, is not in vain. I underestimated her before.

An Lan felt that most men in the galaxy would be defeated by this move.

Fortunately, I turned on the blood lock cheat.

I am like a pigeon killer. I have no emotions.

(End of this chapter)