Answering the phone, Yasuwa brought it to his ear, and Haruka Sato's voice rang out.

"Is it An Hejun?"

"It's me, is there something wrong with Mrs. Sato?"

An He asked directly, and when he heard this, he was silent for two seconds and then explained in a slightly guilty tone: "That's the case, the store is temporarily closed for a while for some reasons, so it's ......"

The café is not open?

An He was surprised, but just as he wanted to ask some more reasons, the narration in his mind suddenly sounded.

[It seems that after all, I still fell into a trap, but it doesn't matter, the woman who wants to hold a private concert, why don't you want to drive a private high-end car? ] I believe that woman's steering wheel must be great to operate! Just before that, you should get a place to live, and of course, if you don't mind, you can also ...... in front of her husband's eyes]

How do you ...... when a person dies?

Anhe, who originally wanted to complain about something, suddenly fell silent.

It seems, you don't have to be alive to see it?

Shaking his head to dispel this rebellious thought, Anwa looked at his phone again, and had already guessed what the first narrator said about [Haruka Sato's conspiracy].

There is a high probability that Tachibana Zhenyi at that time noticed that he was playing the piano and thought it was interesting, so he would only say Haruka Sato, so that he could hear it in the future.

It's just that now, since the other party has already crossed paths with himself, he naturally doesn't need to let the café take the line, so he just found an excuse.

An He estimated that the closure was fake, and the dismissal was real.

Just thinking about all this, he couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

Isn't that ruthless?

Pouting, Anwa listened to Haruki Sato chatter on the phone for a long time, and finally hung up the phone after the other party repeatedly apologized.

"I've got to make money again!"

Feeling emotionally in his heart, An He threw his phone aside, lay on the sofa with his hands on the pillow and began to continue his previous train of thought.

On the side of the comics, Nadeshiko shouldn't have any problems for the time being, after all, the story outline and plot, even the character drawings themselves have been made for them, and the rest only needs to be copied.

As for the light novel, Anhe finally decided to use Sword Art Online.

As the top five best-selling Japanese light novels in his previous life, Anhe felt that it was a good choice to use it to make a name for himself.

As soon as he thought of it, An He immediately got up from the sofa and walked quickly to the bedroom.

Finding a new notebook casually, An He began to write hard at his desk.

He had read the original light novel of "Sword Art Online" once in his previous life, so with the help of [Memory Playback], An He completely copied it, and he didn't have to worry about problems like Kavin at all.

Time passed quickly, and after cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, Amamiya Saki didn't see An He's figure in the living room, and then came to the bedroom.

Seeing that An He was sitting at the desk writing something, she didn't make a sound and silently exited the bedroom.

By the time she came in again, she had an extra bowl of steaming bone broth in her hand.

"Let's have some soup first."

Amamiya Saki said, placing the soup beside Anwa.

"Wait, it'll be over soon."

An He continued to code without looking back, and he didn't put down his pen until the end of this paragraph.

Looking sideways, Amamiya Saki was sitting on the bed with her hands and legs bent over her knees, staring at herself.

Because of her movements, the two snow-white beautiful legs, as well as the beautiful scenery between the legs, are all in full view.

"Ahem, Sawu-chan, exposed."

An He kindly reminded, but hearing his words, Amamiya Sawu only blinked, and then slowly spread his legs under An He's surprised gaze.

Suddenly, the mystery was completely exposed in front of An He's eyes.

The black lace edge, with a shallow gap in the middle.

Just one glance, An He felt a hot nose and hurriedly turned his head.

Seeing his reaction, Amamiya Sawu put her legs back together, her little face was flushed, and her hands were unconsciously clasped together and said softly.

"Do you still want to see it?"

Hearing her words, An He instinctively reacted and wanted to agree, but when the words came to his mouth, the appearance of Amamiya Sawu wearing a maid costume suddenly appeared in his mind, and when he turned his head, a pair of eyes were full of hope and asked, "Can I wear a maid costume?" ”

Amamiya Saki obviously didn't expect him to ask this suddenly, and after being stunned for two seconds, he still nodded with a red face.

"Yu Shengjun is going to turn around."

She whispered, getting up from the bed and striding towards the closet.

Although she has decided to work at the café, she is still used to bringing her work clothes home.

The cabinet door opened, and seeing that Amamiya Saki had already picked up a blue and white maid outfit from it, An He also turned around, picked up the bowl of bone broth that was still steaming, and drank it.

After a few more minutes, the rustling behind him stopped abruptly.

Is it finished?

An He looked back and saw that Amamiya Saki had already changed into a blue and white maid outfit.

A pair of slender and slender legs were already wrapped in white silk at this time, the knees were slightly flushed, and a lace ribbon with white edges on a blue background was tied to the thigh of the right leg.

The long black hair was also tied into a double ponytail by her, and there was a white headband on the top of her head, which was cute with Amamiya Samist's delicate reddish face.

"Saki-chan is so cute!"

An He's heartfelt praise, Amamiya Sawu heard this, her pretty face turned a little redder, and after hesitating for a moment, she still walked in front of An He with her head down.

"I'll give you a massage."

She whispered, her hands were already on An He's shoulders, and with a slight force, the comfortable feeling instantly made An He's words come to her mouth and swallow them back.

"Hiss~"

Gasping for air, An He simply held his head high, pillowed between the two towering snow-capped mountains, and raised his eyes to stare at Amamiya Samist.

The latter blinked when he saw him, and then lowered his head.

“mua~”

One-touch to part.

An He licked the corners of his mouth, instantly felt full of blood and came back to life, and leaned down again to start writing.

Behind him, Amamiya Saki silently helped him pinch his shoulder.

Another hour passed, and he noticed that the strength of the shoulder pinching behind him was obviously much weaker, thinking that the other party had pinched the shoulder for a whole hour, An He simply put down the pen, turned around and picked it up and sat on his lap amid the exclamation of Amamiya Samist.

"That's it!"

An He said, pressed his hand on Amamiya Saki's shoulder and chuckled, "Next, I'll give you a massage." ”

"No... No, you don't. ”

Amamiya Saki still wanted to refuse, but An He was already moving.

His hands were slightly forced, and Amamiya Sawu suddenly narrowed his eyes comfortably, and An He continued to increase his strength when he saw this.

After a few more minutes, feeling that the beauty in his arms had completely softened, An He couldn't help but look at a deep snow-capped mountain canyon somewhere, and said quietly: "Shawu sauce, just pinching your shoulders is actually not so comfortable, I know a more comfortable place, do you want to give it a try?" ”