Chapter Eighty-One: Leaking Mouths

These two cities are not very developed cities, and there are long suburbs in between.

"Actually, I think it's better to ask those two people directly than you ask me here, after all, I'm not very familiar with the two of them, and I'm not the kind of person who is good at snooping on other people's privacy." Chu Xingze smiled and glanced at An Lan.

The meaning of the last sentence is obviously that An Lan snooped on other people's privacy.

An Lan's face turned red, but he said with a strong momentum: "I'm not snooping on other people's privacy, I'm just good at solving the mental illness of my subordinates." ”

"Oh, why does that mean?" Chu Xingze's eyes were full of finalists.

"You see that you don't care about your subordinates at all, what if they have some psychological disease? As a good leader, you should care about the health of your subordinates in an all-round way, you don't pretentious, and your wife will naturally do it for you. An Lan said it rightly.

Chu Xingze was pleasantly surprised by An Lan's words, your wife.

Although he was wearing a mask and couldn't see the face behind the mask, he could see that Chu Xingze's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes were full of smiles.

"Since you say that, you must be right." Chu Xingze nodded, and in his heart he didn't point out that An Lan wanted to gossip but didn't make it clear.

"No, I'm not right." An Lan also laughed softly.

"But you said if I asked them, would they?" An Lan held his chin a little helplessly.

"They won't go untwined." Chu Xingze can definitely say it.

"Why!" An Lan raised his head with some confusion.

"You are the master, they will definitely say what you ask." Chu Xingze said as a matter of course, "And what he said must be the truth, you can rest assured." ”

"Hey, this feudal society." An Lan pursed his lips, not knowing whether he was satisfied or dissatisfied.

"What is a feudal society?" Chu Xingze suddenly heard this new term from An Lan's mouth, and he couldn't react for a while.

An Lan realized that he had slipped his mouth, and hurriedly thought of a way to save it: "Well, that's it...... Yes...... That's it. ”

"Okay, that's it, I'll go first." An Lan almost ran away.

Walking to a place where Chu Xingze couldn't see, An Lan just wanted to slap himself twice, what's wrong with him? Always like to say the wrong thing.

Fortunately, Chu Xingze is not a calculating, he has to ask someone for a word, otherwise he will die.

If Chu Xingze is okay, even if he tells her in the future, Chu Xingze will not do anything to himself, if others know, he will not burn himself as a monster.

An Lan sighed as he thought.

An Lan didn't see Chu Xingze's eyes, and gradually became deeper.

Of course, her own princess herself knew very well that she had never seen An Lan so flustered, even when she was embarrassed by the people in the palace for the first time, she was just scared, and she was not so panicked on the surface.

Although she said that she didn't mind that the princess had her own little secret, when she thought of this little secret, she actually hid it from herself, and she couldn't feel happy in her heart.

And according to her own observations, the princess usually only panicked when she said a term she didn't know.

According to the information of the comfort investigation, the Anlan in the data is not the same as this Anlan at all......

Chu Xingze's face became even more difficult to look at, he didn't care if An Lan was pretended by someone else, he only loved this An Lan, but he had to hide something from this person even from himself.

"One day I'll know all your things and all your secrets." Chu Xingze said as he pushed the wheelchair back, but his face was no longer as good-looking as it was just now.

An Lan thought that he had said something in front of Chu Xingze before, but Chu Xingze didn't think deeply about this matter, nor did he pursue anything, so his heart was also a little relaxed.

Thinking about it this way, I don't think of it as a very important thing anymore, just as a mistake, and don't make it again in the future.

Walking into his yard briskly, as soon as he entered the yard, he saw Hongqiang sitting on the table and chair in his yard with a thoughtful face, not knowing what he was thinking, and even An Lan hadn't noticed it recently.

"Red Rose, what are you thinking?" An Lan asked with a grin.

Seeing An Lan coming in, Hongqiang hurriedly stood up from the bench, looking a little flustered.

"It's okay, it's okay, you can sit down quickly, I'm just curious." An Lan waved his hand to let Hongqiang sit down quickly, but of course Hongqiang didn't dare.

How could she, a slave and maid, sit down in front of her master?

"Okay, this is an order, you sit down for me." An Lan's voice became slightly serious, as if he was a little angry, and his eyes looked sharply at Hongqiang.

"I ......" Hongqiang still felt that it was a little inappropriate to sit down, and she was a little hesitant.

"If you sit down, you will sit down, where is there so much to do?" An Lan released his momentum and asked Hongqiang to sit down quickly.

In fact, An Lan was not angry in his heart, but An Lan knew that if he didn't let Hongqiang feel that he was angry, he would never sit down, because Hongqiang has always been more disciplined.

Hongqiang knew that An Lan had always been most annoyed by these vain etiquette, and when she saw that An Lan was a little angry, she also hurriedly sat down.

"Is there something wrong with Madame?" Hongqiang saw An Lan sitting in front of her, and she also had some apprehension in her heart.

Mrs. recently returned to the yard, the first place to go is the pharmacy, after going to the pharmacy first, will go to the yard to sit for a while, but the sun is relatively large, Mrs. said that she is afraid of tanning, and she does not sit much in the yard.

What's going on today?

"There's nothing wrong with me, I just want to make small talk with you." An Lan pursed his lips and smiled.

"You go to the kitchen and bring two plates of pastries, and then the pot of tea." An Lan saw that Hongqiang was so nervous, so he ordered.

"Yes." When Hongqiang heard An Lan's words, she hurriedly got up and went to the kitchen, and came back with two plates of freshly made pastries and freshly brewed Biluochun.

Because Anlan likes to eat pastries, the pastries in the small kitchen are also constant, and there is no need to make them freshly.

An Lan pinched a piece of golden silk cake and stuffed it into his mouth, feeling the sweetness of the silk, and his eyes narrowed comfortably.

"Come, come, you eat." An Lan pushed the pastry in front of Red Qiang and gestured.

Because Anlan often lets Hongqiang eat pastries, basically as long as Anlan eats pastries, he will give Hongqiang some, so Hongqiang also respectfully took a piece and bit it gently.