Chapter Thirty-two: Yuwen's Uncle

  As soon as she entered the rest room, Xia Anan discovered that Yuwen Quan's gaze was intentionally or unintentionally fixed on Zhuang He, who was sitting quietly drinking cold boiled water.

  "Uncle?" Xia An'an called out to Yuwen Quan, but he didn't respond. So she took a deep breath and shouted loudly, "Uncle!"

  "Ah!" Yuwen Quan quickly reacted and looked at Xia An'an's fake angry face, which couldn't stop smiling.

  "What are you looking at? So infatuated, he's just a classmate of mine." Xia An'an pouted her small mouth and muttered "Still following me with a thick skin..."

  Zhuang He and Xia Anan recently, naturally heard most clearly, coolly glanced at Xia Anan: Little Anzi!

  Yuwen Quan did hear it, his eyes smiled into a slit: "This kid looks so familiar, hehe."

  Xia An rolled her eyes at Yu Wenquan, "Uncle, you think everyone looks familiar, don't you? You said the same thing when you first met me back then."

  At dinner time, Xia An'an stared at the full table of dishes in surprise, frozen for a long time, and finally said to Yuwen Quan: "Your son is really good - son! Not only has he become handsome, but he can also cook a table of delicious dishes."

  "Be envious, be envious." Obviously, Yuwen old man was pleased with himself, his eyes gleaming, "Or you can marry my little Sheng instead." My Knight Spirit 32.

  "Pffft! Cough, cough... Cough, cough... Cough!" Xia An'an was so startled by Mr. Yuwen that he spat out the drink that hadn't even had time to swallow onto Zhuang Xiaohe's body beside him.

  Zhuang and Ben were quietly eating, when suddenly a chopstick shook, the dish didn't even get picked up, and Xia An'an splashed a drink all over him. Ben's shocked face turned iron-green in an instant, and he was frozen in place for half a day.

  Xia An finally caught her breath and hurriedly waved her hand: "Yuwen old head, stop talking nonsense! From now on, I'll call you that all the time."

  Yuwen Quan was nonchalant and smiled: "You can call me whatever you want, anyway your mom will correct it later."

  Xia An's back suddenly felt a chill, and she fell silent. Suddenly, she thought of something - the drink from just now seemed to have sprayed onto her side!

  Her face didn't move, but her eyes did, and she saw Zhuang He's darkened face, emitting a cold aura all over his body. Xia An'an lifted her head to look at the sky, it wasn't cold today, so why did he feel chilly?

  In a helpless tone, he forced a smile and said: "Zhuang... Zhuang Xiaohe, are you okay? Otherwise, why not go borrow a set of Yuwen Sheng's clothes to change into?"

  At this moment, Yuwen Sheng walked up with the last dish and asked strangely: "What are you talking about? Why was it so noisy just now?"

  "It's nothing, little Sheng. Take An'er's classmate to change clothes." Yuwen old man replied with a smile.

  It turns out that what adults say is useful after all, Xia An'an thought silently in her heart.

  Suddenly, Yuwen Quan, who was about to pick up the dish, seemed to freeze in an instant, and everything around him also seemed to be frozen, as if - time had stagnated!

  The chain on Xia An'an's wrist emitted a dazzling light, and Xia An'an patted her chest vigorously. What just happened? Why did it feel like she was suffocating?

  "Uncle..." Xia Anan looked up, wanting to ask Yuwen uncle something, but couldn't say anything. She blinked her eyes and involuntarily muttered: "What's... going on?"

  The wall clock has stopped moving, the wind chimes in front of the window are swaying but won't fall, and the white cat at the door is still stretching its waist, yet it's as if it's a sculpture, completely motionless.