Chapter 332: Brain circuit is dead
Chapter 332 The brain circuit is absolutely dead
"Chenchen." Ji Xuan called An Chen, interrupting the childish conversation between her and Ji Xuan.
"What's the matter?" An Chen's little head swished around.
"Chenchen, do you remember Mingyu?" Ji Xuan asked.
"Mingyu? Does this name sound familiar? What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, I just remembered, but I don't remember who he is."
"This name is too familiar, but I don't remember it anyway." An Chen frowned, thinking seriously.
"It's fine if you can't remember it, it's nothing wrong anyway." Ji Xuan didn't intend to remember it at first, but saw An Chen and Ling Han repeating the same conversation and remembered it by chance, so he brought it up.
"Oh." An Chen pouted Lao Gao, she was questioning her memory, the word Mingyu was too familiar, but she just couldn't remember it.
"Xiaochen, the roast suckling pig you ordered is already being prepared, do you want to have a look?" Fu Yanxing quickly changed the subject.
"Roast suckling pig? An Xiaochen, when did you order it?" Ling Han was like a shocked emoji.
"When the two of you were not at the scene, Zhou Jun still asked me if I liked animals."
"So you thought of roast suckling pig?" Ling Han continued to be shocked.
"No, I think of pigs first, and then roast suckling pig." An Chen shook his head cutely, and did not hide the two dimples on his face.
"An Xiaochen, you're out of your mind. You didn't do anything, so you roasted it for others."
"Slightly slightly." An Chen made a grimace at Ling Han.
"Want to go and have a look?" Fu Yanxing seemed to be coaxing a child.
"Are you here?" An Chen asked.
"Not here, this is a hotel, and the roast suckling pig is in the restaurant."
"That's not going, let's watch it when we eat." An Chen resolutely gave up.
"I don't seem to have eaten the dishes cooked by Chenchen yet." Ji Xuan said suddenly.
"Me neither. I'm afraid that An Xiaochen will blow up the kitchen. It seems that she hasn't been asked to make anything." Ling Han agreed.
"I won't blow up the kitchen, it's just that I may have misidentified something." An Chen's first sentence was still very righteous, but the last sentence gradually lost his voice.
"Chenchen, what are you talking about?" Ji Xuan said that he didn't hear clearly.
"Hey, by the way, Xiao Chen, Xiao Si and the others want to see you, and they are the people from the group just now." Fu Yanxing's task today is to change the subject.
"Okay, okay." An Chen nodded quickly, she and Fu Yanxing must have thought of the box of bone soup that dogs eat.
"Have I met them?" An Chen looked at Fu Yanxing and asked, Fu Yanxing was sending a message.
"You have seen it." Fu Yanxing replied.
"Oh, did you pick us up last time?" An Chen suddenly remembered.
"Last time? The time you went to eat?" Ling Han seemed to have a little impression.
"Didn't you drive away that time?" Ji Xuan also had memories.
An Chen scratched his head, as if he had brought up another matter.
"Ah, the car is out of gas." Fu Yanxing quickly took the conversation.
"There are so many people coming to pick it up!" Ling Han added, An Chen wanted to cover Ling Han's mouth right now, there are too many problems.
"You have a hundred thousand reasons, you just like a lot of people." An Chen started bickering with Ling Han again.
Ji Xuan and Fu Yanxing were helpless again, An Chen and Ling Han really used bickering as a daily routine, and they could childishly chatter about any topic.
But this bickering ended quickly, because there was a knock on the door.
"Go and open the door." An Chen jumped onto Ling Han's back, like a little koala.
Ling Han didn't say anything, just carried such a "little oil bottle" on his back to open the door, and it was Si Yi and the others who knocked on the door.
An Chen: Today is June 1
Fu Yanxing: Wish me a happy holiday
An Chen: You got the order wrong, right?
Fu Yanxing: A box of chocolates
An Chen: Happy Children's Day!
Chenchen: I'll give you two boxes, and say something to all the cuties.
An Chen: This one is free, Fu Yanxing will be with you.
Fu Yanxing, An Chen, Chen Chen: Happy Children's Day, babies!
(end of this chapter)
