I Just Hope to Spend a Leisurely Life in the Second Dimension

"Miss Anastasia, I don't know if I should say something."

"But it doesn't matter, Julius."

"This is the third pair of chopsticks, Miss Anastasia, after all, they belong to someone else..."

"Crack!"

What answered him was a crisp cracking sound.

Yep, another bad pair!He consciously shut up and handed over the new chopsticks again.

This time, Anastasia didn't answer, but gave Sima Weizhi a hard look not far away who was making faces at her.

"You don't feel ashamed?"

An Shu, who accepted the toast from others, took the time to turn around. He was annoyed and funny at the behavior of her who was already a wife beside him. He stretched out a hand to straighten her face, and looked directly at her.

"Chirp~ Brother An Shu, be good, don't make trouble!" The little girl shook her head and shook off An Shu's hand, then leaned over to leave a faint lip mark on his face, and then continued to ignore him.

An Shu had no choice but to smile and nod to Anastasia over there, as an apology for her.

Then he raised his wine glass, and another noble old man whose name he couldn't remember came over!

Anastasia wanted to force herself not to look at her. She picked up a mouthful of food, but before putting it in her mouth, she felt the provocative look in her eyes, and lost her appetite in an instant.

"No, I'll go and have a look! Julius!"

"Okay, miss!" Julius didn't care, just replied with a sigh.

women's war...

The two were not far apart, so they did what they said, and she picked up a glass full of cider and walked over, "Brother An Shu, congratulations! You have married a 'good wife and loving mother' like Sister Weizhi!"

The pronunciation of the last four is lower, and it is read out word by word!

An Shu expressed his understanding and was very polite. Just as he was about to say thank you, the little girl next to him stood up first, hugged An Shu and smiled in protest, "Of course! Thank you, Miss Anastasia, for your blessings!

But I don't know if it's because I didn't treat her well. If Miss Anastasia has any dissatisfaction, take it out on me and don't make trouble with my chopsticks!

Also, I should be my sister! "

Seeing her pissed off face, An Shu tactfully pulled the little girl down, "I'm sorry, Miss Anastasia, Weizhi has caused you trouble!"

"It's okay, it's okay!" Hearing An Shu's formal apology, she hurriedly waved her hands and smiled, putting on a magnanimous look.

Toasted him again, then turned and left.

"Is it interesting?" Watching her leave, An Shu turned to look at the little girl, and grabbed her pretty face again.

"Well, Brother An Shu, can you save me some face?"

"You want to save face? Didn't you feel ashamed just now?" An Shu said so, but he still let go.

"Hey~ Anyway, I'm happy to see that guy looking depressed!"

"You two..." An Shu wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the next voice.

"Unwoven sauce! Mr. An Shu!"

"Hey! It's Emilia sauce!" The little girl didn't want to listen to An Shu's preaching, so she ran away and went to find Emilia who was wearing a windbreaker.

"Weizhichan, you said you wanted me to be a bridesmaid, I was ready, and then you suddenly said that the wedding is just a simple operation..."

"hey-hey……"

An Shu listened to the conversation over there, the corners of his mouth twitched, he had to blame himself for this matter, he said to hold a Chinese-style wedding, the two of them have no elders, and their hometown is not here, half of the Japanese-style wedding has no priest to preside over it. A western style without priests and religion!

Let's take the sedan chair to carry the bride. There are so many people at the scene, if you walk slowly, you may have to go until dawn.

And there are no customs in local weddings, it is simply a banquet for relatives and friends.

So the bridesmaids and groomsmen are simply avoided.

But listening to Emilia's tone, there was no blame, but a sigh of relief.

After all, she was more or less inferior because of her appearance, which can be seen from the fact that she did not take off the magic cloak imposed by Roswaal to hinder cognition.

But where did the silver-haired Hitomi-chan and the two maids go?I haven't seen it since I came here, did I sit on the outside?

"An Shujun, long time no see!"

A crisp sentence came through with the fragrant wind, waking up An Shu who was in a daze.

"Priscilla?" An Shu frowned, "I remember I didn't call you here!"

"Does An Shujun not welcome concubines? Unexpectedly, An Shujun's wife is still friends with that half-demon!" Priscilla was not angry, and covered her smiling face with a fan.

beep--

An Shu tapped his finger on the table, a little annoyed, "Watch your words!"

The faint sound of finger joints colliding with wooden boards reached Priscilla's ears, but it was no less than thunder. She wiped the sweat from her forehead, raised her wine glass and toasted An Shu, seemingly inexplicably happy.

"An Shujun is really masculine! I am so fascinated by my concubine! I thought An Shujun would be very quiet, but it happens that I prefer the former one. An Shujun, you must be a concubine. !"

Say it, she nodded with a smile, turned around and left, proudly like a peacock that keeps spreading its tail.

"This guy is really narcissistic..." An Shu muttered, there was nothing he could do about the girl who posted upside down.