Love Purification Agreement

"Well, I don't have any special skills. I did join some interest classes before and learned some things."

Yan Huan was wandering around the gym entrance, and unknowingly walked towards the alley next to the gym.

"What did you learn?"

"Piano, guzheng, tea ceremony, flower arrangement, art, embroidery, and more."

"Wait wait wait, stop"

Yan Huan glanced at his phone helplessly and was about to say something when he faintly heard a familiar voice from the alley on his left ear, which didn't have the phone close to it.

"Click~"

That's the sound of a lighter rubbing against the fire.

"Has it been dealt with?"

This was a female voice with a calm tone.

"It's been taken care of, Sister Tong. They decided on their own. The one we sent last night, Linmen, will be sailing on the sea for about ten days before reaching Phnom Penh. Someone will pick him up there. As for the remaining one."

This voice seemed to be from the owner of the gym. Teacher Jiao Tan had greeted him when he came.

"Stop it, don't tell me. Just deal with it yourself. Bury it or burn it. Just don't let the cops catch you."

"Okay, I'll do it, don't worry."

"Okay, go back now. Tell me if you need anything in the gym. I'm going back now."

"Okay, take care, Sister Tong."

Yan Huan stared blankly at the alley on the side of the gym. In the midst of mist, he saw the gym owner smiling and going back through the side door.

Meanwhile, a red-haired beauty with a cigarette in her mouth stood up from the wall with sad eyes and her hands in her pockets, and turned around to walk out of the alley.

The moment I raised my eyes, I saw the handsome boy who was on the phone.

The two looked at each other, and the red-haired beauty froze in place for a moment.

Her red lips opened slightly, and the cigarette she had just lit suddenly lost its power and fell to the ground.

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After a moment of silence, Yan Huan immediately withdrew his gaze, turned his head away as if he hadn't seen it, and spoke louder on the phone.

"Okay, then how about I come and talk to Sister Shiyu about the club in person later? Okay."

He turned around and was about to go back to the gym, but the sound of high heels in the alley behind him suddenly accelerated.

It was like the beating of a trembling drum in Yan Huan's heart, causing him to suddenly change from a slow walk to a jog.

But before he took a few steps, Tong Yingying grabbed his collar from behind.

A force came, and Yan Huan, whose hands and chest muscles were in great pain, was pulled back into the alley.

"Boom!"

Yan Huan leaned against the wall all of a sudden, his eyes widened, and he subconsciously hung up the phone in his hand.

Ye Shiyu on the other end of the phone blinked and showed a puzzled expression.

Yan Huan's face showed a smile of "what a coincidence" again. He looked at Tong Yingying who pressed him against the wall and said in surprise,

"Ah, Sister Tong, why are you here? What a coincidence!"

Tong Yingying didn't answer, but just looked at him with sad eyes.

After a moment's silence, she suddenly stretched out her index finger and lifted Yan Huan's chin.

She moved her beautiful face closer, examining Yan Huan's expression like a judge.

In his eyes, there was a shadow that Yan Huan was very unfamiliar with.

"Did you hear anything just now?"

Yan Huan blinked and just stared at her red lips which seemed to have a little lip balm on them.

The lipstick is sweet, but it can hardly cover up the lingering smell of tobacco.

The dry throat surged, and for a moment, Yan Huan seemed unable to speak.

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The next second, the phone in his hand that had just hung up rang again.

"Ding Ding Ding ~"

Caller ID:

"Sister Shiyu"

"Oh, this child eats so much. Come, give him some more rice."

Luoqiao District, Anle Home.

Anle's parents looked in amazement at the blonde girl across the table who was eating her rice with a spoon in her hand, with an expression of great surprise on their faces.

It's like recording a short video with a mobile phone and adding a line of colorful text.

"My daughter's classmate came home and ate five bowls of rice."

Anle also looked at Spencer beside her in shock, watching her eat up all the food on the table in no time at all.

"Hiccup~"

Finally, after finishing the last bowl of rice, Spencer put down the big bowl, patted his stomach and burped.

She didn't know how to use chopsticks, so she used a spoon to scoop up the vegetables and eat them with rice.

It just so happens that the dishes at Anle’s house today are all delicious.

"good to eat!"

"As long as it tastes good, that's all. Come to my house next time and I'll make you Ha An Le again. Go and collect the bowls."

"Oh oh."

Anle stood up, Spencer glanced at her and stood up to help, but Anle's mother said,

"Hey, just sit there and let Anle come."

"Okay."

Then Spencer just sat down, patting his stomach and not moving.

Anle's mother blinked, then covered her mouth and chuckled.

She carried the clean plates and Anle into the kitchen, while Anle's father stayed at the dining table wiping the table.

In the kitchen, my mother laughed and said,

"These foreign kids are very direct and don't play nice with us."

"Spencer isn't from Long Country, not even from Linmen. He can't even use chopsticks."

"That's nothing. This kid is quite interesting."

Anle's mother rolled up her sleeves and said to Anle,

"Alright, alright, let your dad wash it. When you finish your homework, go play with your classmates."

Anle nodded, walked out of the room, and called to his father,

"Dad! Mom asked you to wash the dishes!"

The middle-aged man who was sitting on the sofa was about to turn on the TV when he looked back with wide eyes.

"I have to wash it again? I cooked! Let your mother wash it!"

In the kitchen, Anle's mother's voice came leisurely,

"I'm not feeling well~"

"Go to hell, you're uncomfortable every day!"

Even though he said that, the uncle still stood up reluctantly and walked towards the kitchen while cursing,

"Bring the money from now on. 50 per wash! I want to buy a fishing rod!"

"Yes, yes. Come on, I'll make you some dessert."

Spencer folded his hands, watching Anle's parents talking in the kitchen, and looking at Anle standing at the kitchen door with a smile on his face, wondering what he was thinking.

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It wasn't until a few seconds later that Anle came over and said to Spencer,

"Come on, I'll take you to see my pet reptile. There are also games in the house."

“.Ouch.”

Spencer stood up and followed Anle back to the room.

Finally, he looked back in the direction of the kitchen.

"Click."

After closing the door of the room, Anle untied the straps of her bra and placed it in the clothes basket next to her.

Then, she finally stretched out comfortably, sat down in front of the computer, and asked Spencer,

"Um, Spencer, do you want to see some reptiles?"

Spencer glanced at the gecko in the box, her face paled slightly, she took a step back and shook her head.

"do not want!"

Anle blinked and said with a smile,

"Don't be afraid, they are all very well behaved and cute~"

"I'm not scared, okay?! It's just that this is not cute at all!"

"Well, do you want to play games?"

Spencer glanced at Anle's old console. It was okay for playing galgames, but it would be difficult to play 3D racing games like the ones Spencer liked.

"Forget it, go ahead and play."

Talking so idly, she lay down on Anle's bed very naturally, folding her hands, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Well"

Anle came over and looked at Spencer, whose face had turned bad since he finished eating. He thought it was his own problem, so he explained carefully,

"There's nothing fun at my house, Spencer-san, I'm sorry."

"What are you sorry for? It's not your problem. It's just..."

As he spoke, Spencer turned sideways again in annoyance.

But when he turned around, he saw a group photo placed on the bedside.

The photo shows two very cute children, a little boy and a little girl.

The little boy was smiling, and Spencer recognized the identity of President Yan Huan from that smile at a glance.

The little girl next to her looked much more shy, compared to Yan Huan who looked at the camera confidently and made a "yeah" gesture.

She just shyly grabbed Yan Huan's clothes and looked at him.

"Eh"

Spencer, who was originally a little annoyed, suddenly became interested. She sat up, took the photo frame and looked at it carefully.

"Spencer, that's not okay!"

But this time, Anle snatched the thing back very forcefully and held it in his arms.

Spencer was not annoyed, but turned to look at Anle, whose face was flushed, with a puzzled look.

“Is it so precious?”

"Of course! This is the same as that bookmark, there's only one copy. This is the only photo of Xiao Huan and I, so..."

"You're not right. Are you all too fond of Yan Huan?"