Pokémon: All About the Breeding House

Chapter 122 The Women's Tea Party

After lunch, Fang Yan, who was lying in the rest area playing on her phone, felt something staring at her.

Fang Yan glanced in that direction and found that Cynthia was staring at him.

"Where's dessert?"

Her cherry blossom-colored lips moved slightly, and Cynthia asked.

Hearing the cold voice, Fang Yan stood up from the chair.

"Okay, okay, I'll go make it for you now. How about bubble tea ice cream?"

"Looking forward to it very much."

Having received a satisfactory answer, Cynthia turned and walked towards the backyard.

"I'll take Shana and the others to explore the forest."

"be safe."

"They are the ones who need to be careful."

A domineering voice came from Cynthia's back.

Fang Yan looked at Gengar.

Gengar ignored Fang Yan's gaze and followed him eagerly.

"Kou Jie"

Wait for me.

traitor!

Fang Yan cursed Gengar in his heart.

"Sister Qun'er and the others are still the best to me."

Fang Yan turned to look at Miss Qun'er.

Miss Skirt smiled sweetly.

"Laji~"

Miss Skirt came to Fang Yan's side, opened her arms, and hugged him.

Fang Yan, satisfied, led Gothic Boy and Monini to the kitchen.

After some research, Fang Yan managed to make the bubble tea ice cream that Cynthia wanted.

Fang Yan took out a spoon, scooped up a spoonful, and put it in his mouth.

Well!

Surprisingly good!

He and Monini quickly finished a serving of their local dialect and began preparing a large amount of food.

After working in the kitchen for a long time, Fang Yan finally prepared the ice cream and other afternoon tea desserts.

Gothic Boy placed his things in the tea area next to the flowerbed, while Fang Yan pushed his ice cream cart to the backyard.

They found Cynthia standing by the flowerbed, looking at the blooming flowers and smelling their fragrance.

Today, Cynthia wasn't wearing a trench coat, but a light blue long-sleeved sweater, paired with slim-fitting wide-leg pants and transparent crystal sandals.

Her long, golden hair cascaded down her shoulders in the sunlight and then cascaded among the flowers.

Upon seeing this, Fang Yan suddenly burst out laughing.

"The ice cream is here."

Upon hearing him speak, Cynthia stood up and looked at the small cart he was pushing.

The eyes shone brightly.

He quickly approached Fang Yan.

Looking at the delicate face before him, Fang Yan suddenly spoke:

"That flower suits you well."

Cynthia paused for a moment, then followed Fang Yan's gaze.

A blue flower is quietly blooming.

Cynthia gave a bright smile.

"Thanks."

Fang Yan looked at the somewhat unfair face in front of him, and his old face couldn't help but blush.

He coughed twice at the end and then turned his attention back to the stroller.

I gave Cynthia an ice cream.

"This is your bubble tea ice cream."

Cynthia accepted it with both hands.

"Thank you~"

As soon as she finished speaking, Cynthia scooped up a spoonful and put it in her mouth.

"Hmm."

Cynthia narrowed her eyes and let out a seductive sound.

Ice cream is delicious, but ice cream made by Fang Yan himself is even more delicious.

Seeing Cynthia's blissful expression, Fang Yan suggested she sit down in the tea area and enjoy herself.

Then he continued to distribute ice cream to the other people and Pokémon.

Because it was autumn, Fang Yan only gave Shana a little bit of medicine.

Shana, wearing a much thicker dress, took the ice cream and giggled.

"Thank you, Uncle."

Then he ran to Cynthia's side.

Lucario quickly made room for Shana.

Cynthia and Garchomp nodded in satisfaction.

Fang Yan invited Miss Skirt and Poison Rose to enjoy afternoon tea as well, and said he would keep an eye on things at the front desk.

When it came to the last distribution, Gengar refused the utensils offered by the dialect.

Instead, he pulled out a utensil that could hold ice cream.

Looking at the bowl in front of him, which was as big as his head, Fang Yan firmly refused.

"Your teeth will hurt if you eat too much."

Gengar ignored him and simply pushed the bowl forward a little further.

Fang Yan refused again.

Gengar pushed forward again.

Seeing that the stalemate was unsuccessful, Fangyan and Gengar each took a step back.

It gave a weight that no other person or Pokémon could match.

Fang Yan pushed the cart around the front of the backyard for a short while, finished distributing the ice cream inside, and then returned to the flower bed.

Lucario carried Helios past him, with Gengar following happily behind.

Monini also went over to join in the fun.

He asked Heracross, who was following behind, about it.

It turns out it wanted to chat with Mighty, but Lucario took it away to train.

Fang Yan shook his head.

Poor Keiros.

Why try to squeeze into circles you shouldn't be in?

Looking at Cynthia and the others sitting around the table.

The ice cream was long gone, and now they're drinking milk tea that Fang Yan carefully prepared, and eating different flavors of tiramisu.

Fang Yan smiled and walked over, then moved a stool over and sat down.

The scene fell silent instantly.

Fang Yan was still wondering why she had fallen silent as soon as she arrived.

I looked up.

Cynthia and the others are staring at him.

A dangerous glint flashed in Cynthia's eyes.

Garchomp kept fiddling with its scythe.

The atmosphere seemed a bit strange.

Fang Yan asked timidly:

"Should I not have come here either?"

No one answered the question about dialects; the atmosphere just started to relax a little.

"Is it really not going to work?"

We will continue to work towards the dialect.

"Laji~"

No, you can't!

"Do you want to listen to our kids' conversations?"

Fang Yan nodded repeatedly upon hearing Cynthia's words.

"Alright, fight me. Defeat me, and I'll let you join."

Garchomp suddenly stood up.

"Kah!"

Come and join me in a big battle!

Gengar, who was watching Kairoos make a fool of himself from a distance, suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

He glanced back, then turned away from Fang Yan.

You can't see me, you can't see me.

Fang Yan stood up and took out his phone.

"We have guests. I'll go check on things in front first. You two chat."

After saying that, he turned around without the slightest hesitation.

After Yan left, Garchomp sat down.

Gothic Boy and Miss Skirt both laughed.

"Kah!"

Even my mother can't beat him.

Then the women began to whisper among themselves.

The wind in the backyard would occasionally carry out the silvery laughter.

Returning to the dialect mentioned earlier, it describes a lonely figure lying alone on a chair in the rest area.

She shed tears alone.

Fortunately, a few customers came in and bought some Pokémon eggs, and the heavy feeling in their hands made Fang Yan feel a little better.

After seeing the guests off, Fang Yan lay down again.

I was thinking about what I should eat tonight.

Fangyan lies quietly in the rest area, waiting for guests to arrive. Sometimes it will answer the phone in the breeding room and record the requests.

At the same time, laughter could be heard coming from the backyard.

Fang Yan continued writing with her pen.

Poor working class!

Fang Yan sighed inwardly.