In the end, Jian Ningxuan made dozens of biscuits with An Bu.

"Give it to you!" An Bu generously handed Jian Ningxuan a cat cake.

Jian Ningxuan, who played with her for one night, only received a piece of cat cake: "..."

Anbu put the biscuits into a box and sealed them, and told him: "When I'm not here, don't eat them secretly, we'll eat them together."

Jian Ningxuan: "..." Do you still need to form a group to eat a biscuit?

Seeing that he was holding the catcake cake and couldn't help but urge him, "Don't you try it? This is the matcha milk-flavored catcake I made for you."

Did it be specially prepared for him? Jian Ningxuan hesitated for a moment and put the biscuits in his mouth, and it was clattering.

Anbu opened his eyes wide and watched a circle of yellow-green light swing out from him like water waves, and suddenly dyed the gray world. Although it only took one or two seconds, it had already satisfied her.

The sweet biscuits really brought a good mood to Jian Ningxuan.

Anbu smiled happily, took a brisk step and turned toward the bathroom.

Jian Ningxuan looked at her light back, and a soft color floated between her eyebrows and eyes. If An Bu looked back now, he would be surprised to see that another layer of light pink light appeared on Jian Ningxuan's body...

The next day, she didn't have to go to class, so Anbu ran out for morning exercise early in the morning. It was only about 7 o'clock when she came back. Jian Ningxuan had not yet gotten up. She had processed the breakfast materials and planned to wait for him to get up before doing it. Then, she began her daily study, half an hour of listening practice, half an hour of foreign language reciting, and logged in to major certification forums, browsing relevant technical posts, participating in talent exchange, collecting information, and playing cross-stitch with her hands. She got up every hour to move her legs, feet and waist.

The brain and body operate in full, use multiple things in one's mind, and have corresponding learning and exercise tasks every day.

However, after Jian Ningxuan moved in, Anbu had another task, which was to feed the cat owner on time and try to make him shine and heat.

At around 8 o'clock, the sound of the door opening came from next door. Anbu just finished memorizing a foreign article, and the cross stitch on 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 Anbu adding two cross-stitch cartoon cat pillows to the sofa. It was nothing, but the problem was that the two cats, one red, black and green, and the other gray, purple and blue. Even if he had gradually adapted to Anbu's aesthetic, it would be difficult for him to accept this curious color combination.

The corners of my mouth squirmed a few times, but finally I still held back and didn't complain. Living in someone else's house, I have to respect other people's tastes at least. (An Bu: This is all a color blindness pot, definitely not her real taste...)

After breakfast, Anbu planned to go back to the 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 want to attend a birthday party. Can you accompany me?" Jian Ningxuan received an invitation from his uncle Jiancheng two days ago. He pestered him to attend, and threatened him with his own granddaughter. There was no way, so he had to agree.

Jian Ningxuan was raised by Jian Cheng. Jian Cheng asked him to attend the banquet to give him more contact with women so that he would not live alone for life in the future.

Because of his special physique and a cold and sharp personality, he is not easy to get close to, he has no chance of being a woman since he was a child. Not only women, but anyone who stays by his side for more than ten minutes will feel dizzy and blood rushing, just like a fever.

Until, he met Anbu.

"Birthday party? Your friend?" An Bu asked casually.

"No." Jian Ningxuan replied, "It is my uncle's daughter, and it seems to be named Yang Qianqian."

Since I was not familiar with it, I probably went to the procession, so Anbu nodded and said, "Okay, do I need to prepare something?"

"No, the banquet will be held in her villa, as long as the clothes are neat."

Anbu made an "ok" gesture at him.

At around 8 o'clock in the evening, Jian Ningxuan took an bus to Yang's villa with a small dress.

Most of the invitations to this banquet are peers from the same circle, the atmosphere is relatively relaxed and there are not many rules.

Jian Ningxuan got out of the car, then turned around and helped Anbu open the car door.

Anbu naturally took his arm, but he subconsciously avoided it.

Anbu: "?"

Jian Ningxuan explained: "I have a high body temperature, so it will be uncomfortable if you get too close."

"If I feel uncomfortable, I will not agree to let you move into my house." Anbu hooked his hand and held his arm.

Slim fingers, placed on the dark fabric, were as bright as white jade. The cool breath slowly penetrated into his body from his wrist, instantly stroking the restlessness on his body.

Jian Ningxuan felt calm when he saw her expression, and seemed to have no discomfort, and felt a little relieved.

The two walked into the villa together and, under the guidance of the waiter, came all the way to the garden.

In the huge garden, the lights flashed, and the long dining table was filled with food, drinks and flowers. Many young men and women in bright clothes gathered together in groups to chat and laugh. The arrival of Jian Ningxuan and Anbu did not attract much attention. Although the two looked outstanding, not many people knew them.

Jian Ningxuan has been abroad in his early years, and due to his profession and personality, he rarely attends such banquets. However, as long as he reports his surname, I believe most of the people present will be attracted by it. The Jian family has great influence in both the political and business circles, and has strong financial resources, which is enough to be among the top-notch families in China. However, Jian Ningxuan's father is low-key and not as ostentatious as his uncle. The relationship between the two fathers and sons is not good, so few people hear about Jian Ningxuan's name.

At this moment, a burst of applause came from the crowd, and tonight's birthday star Yang Qianqian appeared.

Yang Qianqian is about twenty-four or five years old, with a wavy curl of ears, a pair of silver-edged pearl earrings on her ears, and a small champagne-colored dress. She is petite, pretty and charming, and her voice is also very sweet.

Anbu's attention was not on her, but looked at the woman standing beside her. She was the eldest lady Yuan Shishi, who snatched Xin Yan's ex-boyfriend. If it weren't for Xin Yan, she might have forgotten this person long ago.

However, there was no communication between them, so Anbu did not take her to heart.

"Are you hungry?" Jian Ningxuan's voice came into An Bu's ears with a hot voice.

An Bu's ear tip moved slightly and looked at Jian Ningxuan in a little surprised. Was it her illusion just now that she actually felt a hint of heat?

"What's wrong?" Jian Ningxuan was inexplicably seen by her.

Anbu hooked his hand at him and signaled him to lower his head.

Jian Ningxuan leaned slightly and approached Anbu.

"Tell me in a low voice, is that Miss Yang beautiful?" An Bu asked with a bright look.

Jian Ningxuan looked cold and didn't expect her to let him come over mysteriously just to ask him such a boring question.

He was about to stand up straight, but Anbu grabbed the tie and at the same time he handed his ear to him with his face and urged: "This question is very important, please tell me quickly."

Where is this problem important?

Jian Ningxuan: "...It's okay, it's not as beautiful as you."

A warm breath came to her face, sweeping across her cold skin like a feather.

Not an illusion!

His breath really makes her feel the temperature!

Anbu's eyes flashed, and the dead heart in his body seemed to be beating.

The next second, she looked at Jian Ningxuan as if she found that her family had turned into a salted egg superman, full of surprises and doting.

Jian Ningxuan: "..." Is she so happy to praise her for being beautiful? Maybe she can often praise her in the future... I suddenly feel like I have gotten to Anbu's cute point.

Just as the two were immersed in the opposite imagination, another noise came from afar.

The two of them looked at the noise at the same time, and saw two men and three women walking in front and back into everyone's sight. The atmosphere in the garden was instantly detonated because of their arrival.

"Oh my God, it's Ji Siqi!"

"There are also Hua Ao and Liu Wan'er."

"Ji Siqi's male companion looks familiar?"

"What are you doing? You don't even know Mr. Shen!"

"Mr. Shen will also attend such a banquet? Miss Qianqian has such a great face!"

"Wait, who is that in the end?"

"I'll go! It's the goddess Bemura! The wound on her face has healed?"

Everyone was talking excitedly, and their eager eyes were all focused on these late-arriving guests.

Anbu's face had no fluctuations, but he just glanced at Mr. Shen. They met at the training center yesterday. They were the brother of the newly promoted student Gu Le. His driver even hit her car and turned around and wanted to send him the bill.

At this time, Anbu had long forgotten that Ji Siqi, Liu Wan'er and others had conflicts with her. She never wasted her memory space for irrelevant people and things. After all, she had too many things to learn and remember every day.

But Bemura, she remembered that after all, she had been hyping up the bus rescue incident, using this to portray herself as a goddess of bravery and earned a lot of popularity.

This banquet gathered Anbu's indirect enemies, competitors, and fake substitutes. She was surrounded by foreign enemies and had conflicts, and she herself was unconscious.

Jian Ningxuan looked at Bei Mengla coldly, and anger surged into his heart. The girl beside him was injured in saving people, but no one knew about it, but the woman used this to gain fame and raise her own value. It was really despicable.

Anbu seemed to have some awareness, turned to look at Jian Ningxuan and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Jian Ningxuan unconsciously held An Bu's hand.

As the skin contacted, a trace of heat quickly rushed into Anbu's wrist, and at the same time, the vitality value rose rapidly at a rate of 5 per second.

10 points, 15 points, 20 points...it only stopped until 80 points.

An Bu was stunned and watched Jian Ningxuan's hand holding his wrist motionless.

After a while, she held Jian Ningxuan's hand in her back and said in a pilgrimage tone: "Mr. Jian, from today on, I will definitely worship you like a cat god."

Jian Ningxuan: “…”
Chapter completed!