God Invasion: It's awesome to save the world with five problematic girls! Chapter 921 259: Once Tasted, Forever Craved (Part 3)

anwhile, ow Jiang, baring her fangs and claws, looked at the Little Thumb in front of her, muttering to herself,

"This guy has been staying in front of and not leaving, ow! Darn, surely a spy sent by the Evil God!"

In front of her, Little Thumb watched ow Jiang lying on the sofa, doing "performance art," and felt increasingly abstract,

"You, um..."

"Don't co over, ow. I, ow Jiang, am not just any ordinary being!"

"..."

Hearing this, Little Thumb suddenly felt the wrinkles of her cerebral cortex relax as if she was strolling through an endless field...

You know that feeling of redemption?

Anyway, looking at ow Jiang in front of him, he suddenly felt Yan Huan was quite pitiful.

"What's wrong, Little Thumb?"

At this mont, An Le, hearing the commotion outside, walked out curiously.

Dumplings... Spicy Dumplings!

Initially, ow Jiang still thought of "not disgracing her mission," but seeing An Le walking out of the room toward her, she really wished she could perish together with the Holy Relic beneath her,

"Yan... Yan Huan, sorry, ow! My mission..."

Just as ow Jiang closed her eyes, ready to face death, Yan Huan's voice gently flowed from behind her,

"An Le, you play with ow Jiang first, I'll handle the ingredients."

He smiled slightly, already standing by the foyer.

Turning her head, An Le was just about to nod and smile in agreent, but seeing Yan Huan's hand seemingly inadvertently touch the small bag she had placed on the foyer,

The bag wasn't zipped up, perhaps due to the excitent when coming in.

And seeing Yan Huan's actions, ow Jiang's eyes instantly lit up,

"It's a diversion tactic, ow!"

Earlier, Yan Huan noticed that An Le seed intentionally hiding sothing.

Now that ow Jiang's side was a deadlock, he would break the stalemate here!

Don't bla , An Le...

It's not my intention to pry into what you want to hide, but given the situation, you'll have to bear with it for now...

"Bang..."

After saying that, Yan Huan inadvertently knocked over the small bag.

Seeing this, An Le's expression instantly turned frantic.

She opened her mouth, and her small face turned visibly red,

"W-wait, Xiao Huan!"

But by now, it was too late.

Yan Huan watched in surprise, and An Le cried out in shock...

From the opened gap of the small bag, two boxes of well-sealed plastic boxes slowly fell.

"Thud... Thud..."

The light sound of the boxes hitting the floor ca as they rolled on the ground twice, allowing Yan Huan to see them clearly.

Each box was marked with three large numbers at the top,

"0.01"

And below that, it was labeled,

"Ten pieces per box"

The whole room fell into silence instantly.

Yan Huan looked blankly at the boxes lying quietly at his feet, then turned to look at An Le standing frozen in the living room.

Feeling Yan Huan's gaze, An Le seed to co to life bit by bit.

The next mont, Yan Huan saw the unmistakable flush gradually spread across her fair skin.

"Sizzle! Sizzle!!"

Like a rocket fuel igniting, ready to launch, departing from Earth.

Over there, Little Thumb sighed, showing a speechless expression, then quickly instantaneously moved back onto An Le's shoulder.

Seeing this, ow Jiang seized the opportunity, pulled the Holy Relic behind Spencer, and moved it to a safe place.

"..."

This crisis seed to be resolved and dispersed by Yan Huan and ow Jiang's joint efforts.

Aside from An Le, everything was alright.

At this mont, An Le, her face burning red, her two eyes spinning like mosquito coils, walked toward the foyer in a daze.

Lowering her head absent-mindedly, picking up those two little boxes, she revealed a smile more wretched than crying to Yan Huan,

"So... I'll be going now, Xiao Huan... See you at school tomorrow... hahaha..."

"..."

Seeing this, Yan Huan finally snapped out of his shock.

He swallowed hard, watching An Le turn her head blankly to go open the door, then pulled her back.

"Huh?"

The next second, before An Le recovered her senses, Yan Huan lifted her into his arms and headed towards the living room.

Feeling the weightlessness, An Le instinctively hugged Yan Huan tighter,

"Xiao... Xiao Huan..."

"You did it again, didn't you? Hiding sothing, not telling?"

"Bang!"

The next mont, Yan Huan threw her onto the sofa, causing An Le to whimper.

Being treated so roughly, she didn't feel uncomfortable at all; instead, her breathing got a bit hurried, and hidden in the black hair, her dodging eyes hinted an anticipation...

"N-no, I'm just worried Xiao Huan might think... I'm such a... frisky girl..."

Saying so, An Le awkwardly covered her face with her hands, mumbling,

"Clearly, it was the first ti doing such a thing before; it's only been a day without seeing Xiao Huan, and being alone at ho, I'm always thinking of Xiao Huan... Can't help but want to co see you..."

"..."

Damnit!

Don't use such an earnest expression to say such tempting words!

Yan Huan gritted his teeth, feeling like an electric current was running all over him.

He took a deep breath, leaned down slightly, looked at the girl on the sofa, soft like cotton candy and jelly, gritted his teeth, and whispered,

"Just saying it like this is enough."

Upon hearing, An Le shivered slightly.

She spread her fingers a bit, revealing her glowing eyes through the gaps,

"Really? Even if I finish these two boxes in half a month, Xiao Huan won't think... I'm strange?"

"Of course... huh?"

Half a month?

Just as he was about to agree, Yan Huan froze slightly.

He first struggled to take back so rationality from Little Yan Huan, recalling that half a month is about 15 days.

Then he looked blankly at the two boxes labeled "10 pieces per box," which had fallen onto the sofa when An Le was thrown onto it...

Is this right?

Yan Huan didn't understand, but felt deeply shocked.

He blinked, watching An Le pursing her lips beneath him, seemingly expecting Yan Huan to erupt and engulf her the next mont.

Hiss...

Could it be that reproduction didn't harm ?

Perhaps reproduction actually saved ?

"Ding dong～"

Just as Yan Huan mused about these things, his doorbell rang unexpectedly.

Both Yan Huan and the already moved An Le were stunned.

An Le pursed her lips, and protectively sat up straighter.

Yan Huan also slowly got up, looking toward the door and asked,

"Who is it?"

"Who is it... your boss!!"

It was Tong Yingying's voice!