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Chapter 592 He is a beast (20)

He had already read this book, but because of this annotation, he couldn't help but continue reading it.

When Yan'er came over, she happened to see him frowning and looking at something, and she was very obsessed with her eyes.

After she got closer, she realized that it was the annotation paper she wrote before and then missed.

She searched for a long time but couldn't find it. She originally wanted to wait for two days to continue looking for it, but she didn't expect that she had been discovered by An Sijian before she finished her work.

His face turned slightly red.

Ansjian had already noticed her when she came in. She just wanted to see her reaction, so she didn't make any moves. Unexpectedly, after waiting for a while, she just blushed slightly and did nothing else, and she couldn't help but feel regretful.

He also wants to...

What are you thinking?

A scene flashed through my mind, and Ansjian couldn't remember what he was just thinking about.

"Is there anything wrong?" Ansjian asked, turning around at the same time.

Yan'er listened to the voice and quickly said, "I want to measure your size. Mrs. Teacun said that this will help you make the most suitable clothes."

“Isn’t anyone possible?”

"Needle, Needle Girl said she didn't look good and wanted me to embroider this time clothes on her behalf."

"What about you?" An Sijian asked, but this time his voice was too ethereal, and Yan'er didn't hear it clearly for a while.

"What did you just say?" Yan'er asked.

Ansjian shook his head: "Since you want to measure it, then come and measure it."

Yan'er carefully approached, but for the next second, she was stunned.

How should she measure it?

Suddenly, she remembered that she didn't even hold a tape ruler and just came over with her hands. Would she have to measure him with her hands?

Seeing that she had not moved, Ansjian asked, "What's wrong?"

Yan'er hurriedly shook her head and threw away the thought in her mind: "Sorry, I forgot to bring the tools. Please wait a moment, I'll get the tools first."

As he said that, Yan'er ran out and even hit Mr. Panzi flying outside.

She hurriedly said sorry, and she left without even picking up the plate that was knocked away.

Yan'er, who returned to the room, locked the door hard, leaned against the back of the door, and covered her chest.

It was thumping here, jumping fast and fast, as if it was about to jump out of his chest, and it took a long time to calm down.

She could still feel her cheeks getting hot.

The cold water fluttered on his face, making sure his face was not so red, and Yan'er went out.

She had been delaying a lot of time, so she had to find the teapot butler and get a soft ruler from him.

The teapot butler was in the kitchen, and he was preparing a sweet afternoon tea with his wife of Tea Cup.

Today's afternoon tea is more than before. It seems that the amount of two people is calculated accurately, and even the knife, fork, water cup is prepared.

When Yan'er came here, they were placing the plate together to decorate the plate more exquisitely.

"Teapot Butler, can you give me a soft ruler? I need to measure the size of his clothes for the owner." Yan'er said, and raised the paper and pen on her hand, as if it proved that she was not lying.

The teapot housekeeper looked at it and felt puzzled: "Has no one sent it just now? I have already sent it to you."

Yan'er: "Ah?"
Chapter completed!
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