After the full-level supernatural being recognized by the rich family

In this way, the two spent a peaceful night in this small hotel.

It’s just that An Huaiyuan was a little picky about his pillow when sleeping, and he tossed and turned that night and didn’t sleep well. Chi Xiaoxun, on the other hand, slept through the night.

When he got up in the morning, An Huaiyuan was already awake and was leaning against the head of the bed watching TV with the volume muted.

Even An Huaiyuan himself could not have imagined that the atmosphere between him and this strange kidnapper could achieve such a strange balance and tranquility.

It was as if he had never been kidnapped from the beginning to the end, and he just shared a room with a young man he didn't know for one night while out traveling.

Chi Xiaoxun stared at his phone, but couldn't find it after searching for a long time. He simply asked, "Master, what time is it now?"

An Huaiyuan replied: "Eight thirteen."

Chi Xiaoxun took a while to react and then sat up instantly.

"It's already eight thirteen?! Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, the person who picks you up will be here soon."

He hurriedly got up and shook the quilt, picked up the phone that fell from the quilt, and sent a fourth anonymous text message to Zhong Yao.

'XX Hotel, 206.'

Zhong Yao, who received the message, had just arrived at the village entrance. She turned on the navigation and found that it was only 400 meters away.

After memorizing the route, Zhong Yao put his phone back in his pocket and walked towards the village carrying the bags of clothes and shoes.

Chi Xiaoxun dived into the small bathroom of the small hotel, and after a few seconds he stuck his head out and asked:

"Master, did you wash your face and brush your teeth after getting up this morning? I see there is a comb in this small bathroom, do you want to comb your hair and tidy it up? Do people of your age pay a lot of attention to first impressions?"

An Huaiyuan was stunned.

First impression?

What this means is that the person he said would come to pick him up is not someone he knew before?

An Huaiyuan became more and more confused.

What on earth was this young man trying to do? He went through so much trouble just to find someone he didn't know to save him?

If he wanted to repay a favor, then since he already knew all this, how could he really feel any gratitude towards this 'lifesaver' who was arranged in advance?

Not showing disrespect to this person is already a sign of good upbringing for him at his age, how can he possibly be grateful to him?

"No need." An Huaiyuan said.

Seeing An Huaiyuan's refusal, Chi Xiaoxun said no more and closed the bathroom door again.

Three or four minutes later, Chi Xiaoxun simply tidied himself up, wrapped himself in a quilt and prepared to wait at the door.

The room in the small hotel was very small, only enough to accommodate two beds, a narrow corridor and a tiny bathroom.

Therefore, when Chi Xiaoxun walked to the door, he inevitably saw the TV on the wall.

He paused and gave An Huaiyuan a thumbs up.

An Huaiyuan: "What's wrong?"

Chi Xiaoxun: "Master, I had a stereotyped impression of you before."

An Huai didn't understand what he wanted to say: "Hmm?"

Chi Xiaoxun looked at him sincerely: "I used to think that rich people like you would only watch the financial channel on TV. I didn't expect that..."

He glanced at the TV again.

"I didn't expect you guys would watch bloody family ethics dramas."

An Huaiyuan: "...I'm just sitting around doing nothing."

Chi Xiaoxun looked down at the time again, then urged him, "Master, turn off the TV. The person who is here to pick you up is coming."

An Huaiyuan responded, took the remote control, turned off the TV, sat down on the bed to put on his shoes, stood up, straightened his collar, and finally picked up the coat on the hanger.

Before I even shook out my coat, there was a knock on the door.

Chi Xiaoxun's excitement was beyond words, and he shouted happily, "She's here!"

He opened the door quickly, and the next second Zhong Yao pinned him to the bed with the quilt.

The bag fell to the ground, and the clothes in the bag revealed a little bright color, creating an extremely strong visual contrast with the dark brown wooden floor.

Zhong Yao pressed one hand firmly on the back of Chi Xiaoxun's neck, and clamped Chi Xiaoxun's hand with the other hand. One foot was supported on the ground to maintain balance, and the other leg was pressed on his knee.

She tied her hair up casually, with a few naughty strands of hair sticking up unrestrainedly, making her look more free and casual.

Zhong Yao's lips curved, and he half-squinted his eyes and stared at Chi Xiaoxun's profile dangerously: "Did you send the text message? I'm here, and then what?"

Chi Xiaoxun: “!!!”

Noticing someone in front of him on the left, Zhong Yao looked up and met the eyes of An Huaiyuan, who was standing there holding his coat with a dazed look on his face.

When An Huaiyuan saw Zhong Yao's face, especially those clear and bright eyes, his eyes widened instantly.

His attention was completely on Zhong Yao's face, and he unconsciously loosened his hand, and the coat in his hand fell directly onto the dark brown wooden floor.

He pointed at Zhong Yao and said excitedly: "You, you..."

Zhong Yao opened his mouth.

In other words, her grandfather saw the whole process of her opening the door and pushing the man's uniform down?

"I……"

Below him, Chi Xiaoxun became even more excited.

"Wow, holy shit, you really are the boss' number one enemy. Zhong Yao, you react so quickly! I didn't even see you clearly before you pinned me down."

Cinnabar blinked her red eyes, a little confused about the situation in front of her: "Mother, who is this? Did you catch the wrong person? He is obviously red. And the old man next to him, he is also red. Eh?"

The little guy reacted on his own, "Could this old man be my mother's grandfather?"

Tourmaline's mint green eyes were full of surprise, and she added: "Mother, he is really very happy now. I can feel that he has no negative emotions at all now."

Zhong Yao frowned and looked down at him. Chi Xiaoxun under him really didn't have any negative emotions at all. He was like an excited bean worm, twisting and turning in the quilt.

"Shut your mouth." Zhong Yao warned in a low voice.

Chi Xiaoxun immediately shut his mouth obediently, knowing that some things could not be mentioned in front of An Huaiyuan.

Zhong Yao pursed his lips and looked up at An Huaiyuan, "I..."

Chi Xiaoxun interrupted her and pointed at the clothes on the ground with one movable hand: "You really bought it, Zhong Yao you are so kind. Hey, can you let me go first? I want to put on my clothes first."

Zhong Yao: “…” I really want to cover his mouth with a quilt.

Does Zhang Duo have subordinates with such eccentric personalities?

Amber twitched the corner of her mouth. It was the first time that she felt such a strong sense of powerlessness while doing a mission.

How powerless are you?

Even if the mother pressed the man there, she was afraid that the man would turn around and lick her hand excitedly.

Hei Yao turned his head and smiled: "No wonder this mission is D-, Zhong Yao, if I hadn't been with you for such a long time, I would have suspected that this was an undercover agent you planted in Zhang Duo."

Zhong Yao was silent for only a moment, then reluctantly let go of his hand as if he had touched a hot potato, shifting his focus from Chi Xiaoxun, and then stood by the bed and waved at him: "You get up first."