The Almighty Men’s Clothes Boss is a Girl

Of course, the speed of heating the milk was very fast. Ji Xuan quickly walked out with a full cup of hot milk, and then gave it directly to An Chen.

Milk was something An Chen didn't like very much, and hot milk was even less popular.

He thought about taking the milk directly downstairs so that he wouldn't have to drink it. Ji Xuan couldn't see it from above anyway.

But now Ji Xuan was standing in front of him, not going back to the kitchen to continue processing things, as if he wanted to watch An Chen finish the cup of hot milk with his own eyes.

An Chen looked at Ji Xuan, then at Fu Yanxing, and found that Fu Yanxing had an expression on his face as if he was watching a show. It seemed that he couldn't escape! I wanted to drink the hot milk even though I cried.

Taking one last look at the cup, An Chen closed his eyes and drank the entire glass of milk in one breath.

"Isn't it just a glass of milk? As for drinking it so heroically? For those who don't know, you might think it's poison?" Ji Xuan took the empty cup from An Chen's hand and didn't forget to complain before entering the kitchen.

Seeing Ji Xuan walk in, An Chen turned around and faced Fu Yanxing.

"Why were you just watching the fun? You didn't know how to help me." An Chen thought of Fu Yanxing's gloating expression just now.

"Milk is good for your health, be good, let's go downstairs." Fu Yanxing rubbed An Chen's head, and then pulled An Chen downstairs.

If it weren't for the fact that he knew what was going on and Fu Yanxing dragged him up by himself, he would also have brought out the milk himself.

If it weren't for these reasons, An Chen really had reasonable reasons to suspect that Ji Xuan had negotiated with Fu Yanxing to trick her into drinking milk.

If you have something to think about in the future, you must not bring up milk, and put some drinks in the refrigerator upstairs, otherwise there will be no other way to talk smoothly next time.

An Chen really worked hard not to drink this cup of hot milk. It was a battle of wits and courage.

When they returned to the living room on the first floor, everyone was watching TV and had almost forgotten the topic. An Chen breathed a sigh of relief and got into the hanging chair.

Fu Yanxing watched helplessly as An Chen skipped the seat next to him, and then got into the annoying hanging chair.

Why are there hanging chairs everywhere? Fu Yanxing was angry when he saw the hanging chair now, because it existed in every house, and he couldn't dismantle it.

Compared to Fu Yanxing's hatred of the hanging chair, An Chen seemed much happier. The two of them formed a sharp contrast.

An Chen was so happy lying on the hanging chair, and Fu Yanxing was so angry just sitting alone. He didn't know who he was angry with.

Everyone was lying around in the living room, enjoying themselves, when An Chen received a call from Lin Han.

Lin Han had now arrived at the gate of the community, but was stopped by the security guard, so he had to call An Chen.

"Hello, I am the resident of No. 6, and he is my friend. Please let him get up, thank you." An Chen quickly explained to the security guard.

After Lin Han arrived, An Chen had already opened the door and was waiting.

"Why are you so strict? I originally wanted to come over suddenly to scare you, but who knew I was stopped at the door? There is no sense of surprise at all." Lin Han started talking as soon as he entered the door.

Everyone else laughed when they heard it. The sense of surprise was definitely gone. It would be great if people can come in, so don't talk about useless things.