After returning home, Jiang Chexin threw himself on the sofa with a thud.
A moment later, Jiang Che's heart suddenly jumped as he was lying on the sofa.
"Ahhhh... Yan, you are too powerful. Those men just banged and banged a few times, and I didn't even react, and you knocked me down. It's outrageous!"
While speaking, Jiang Chexin waved his little fist and said excitedly.
Angel Yan, who was sitting on the other side of the sofa, smiled at her compliment and said, "It's not bad."
"You must have practiced it, right? Quickly teach me! Then I won't be afraid of any danger when I go out alone in the future."
"If you don't teach me, you are too stupid to learn."
Angel Yan decisively rejected Jiang Chexin's request.
It's not that he can't be taught, although because Jiang Che is a mortal at heart, there are many abilities that she can't date.
But there is no problem in teaching her some fighting skills. For her who has no foundation at all, it will take a lot of time, and Angel Yan is too lazy to teach her.
"Hey, Yan. What you said is too much. How can you attack someone? I really want to learn. Can I take you as my teacher?"
After saying that, Jiang Chexin picked up a bottle of water on the coffee table, came to Angel Yan, unscrewed the bottle cap, and knelt down on one knee.
"Master, please drink tea...ah no, please drink water."
Angel Yan was also a little stunned by Jiang Chexin's sudden behavior and smiled angrily.
He took the water from her hand and patted it hard: "It's not impossible to teach you. First of all, you have to exercise your body well. Otherwise, even if you learn from you, it will be just a show without a good body. Don't be too late It’s fun to turn good fighting skills into gangsters’ exciting punches.”
"Uh... That makes sense. Okay, starting tomorrow, I'm going to have a good workout!"
"Well, starting from tomorrow, run ten kilometers every day. Once you get used to it, you can add other events."
"How much? Ten kilometers! You have to add other items, are you kidding me? Forget it. I still don't want to learn anymore. I suddenly feel that pepper spray is also very useful."
When Jiang Che heard the exercise plan mentioned by Angel Yan, his heart suddenly withered and he shook his head repeatedly.
"I know it, as soon as I think about it, it comes out."
Angel Yan rolled his eyes at Jiang Che and said speechlessly.
"When I first met you, I thought you were quite cold. Why are you acting like a fool now?"
"I can't help it. The things I encountered today are too big. It's hard for me to calm down for a while. Isn't it normal to be excited?"
"That's true." Hearing this, Angel Yan nodded in agreement.
"By the way, I saw a few of those people just now were motionless. Do you think they were beaten to death by you? Do you want to run away?"
"No matter how far you run, don't worry. You won't die. I'm very measured in what I do. At most, I'll just break off some bones and lie in bed for a while."
"You looked a bit handsome when you were full of murderous intent."
"oh……"
"Let me ask you, if you kill one person, you are a murderer. If you kill ten people, you are a serial killer. If you kill a hundred people, you are a special soldier. If you kill a thousand people, you are a general. If you kill ten thousand people, you are a general. You are the God of War. You have killed 100 million people, what should you be called?"
After Angel Yan thought for a while, he said leisurely: "Well... craftsman!"
Hearing this, Jiang Che was startled, then his face turned red and he patted Angel Yan.
"Bah, you dirty bitch."
"No more nonsense like you, a witch. I'm going to take a shower. I'm sweating after running for so long."
While talking, Jiang Chexin also opened his collar and smelled it, wrinkled his nose in disgust.
"Go on, go on, I just happened to do it, I will also wash up later."
Angel Yan waved his hand and sent her away.
When Angel Yan came out wiping his hair, he saw Jiang Chexin lying lazily on the sofa with a tablet in his hand.
It kept sliding around.
Her hair was a little messy, and one button of her shirt was unbuttoned, revealing half of her white skin, and the bra straps on her shoulders were also exposed.
Seeing the spring scenery in the garden, Angel Yan, who had just come out, was also slightly startled.
Seeing Angel Yan coming out and looking at him blankly, Jiang Che also realized something was wrong with him.
Embarrassed, he tightened his collar and subconsciously shrank his snow-white collar. He smiled awkwardly and said, "A person is used to it, haha..."
Angel Yan wiped his wet hair and came to sit next to her.
"I usually don't notice it, but you still have something."
Hearing this, Jiang Che rolled his eyes: "What does it mean to have something? Is it okay to have too much?"
At this moment, Angel Yan glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw a picture of a car on the tablet that Jiang Chexin had placed aside.
"You want to buy a car?" Angel Yan asked.
"Oh, I'm a poor guy. I don't have the money to buy anything. I'll just watch it and have fun." Jiang Chexin picked up the tablet and continued to play.
"It's hard to make money, and shit is hard to eat. As a member of the lower class of society, I get up early every day and work hard, and the little money I earn is just enough to survive."
Listening to Jiang Chexin's non-vegetarian words, Angel Yan's movements were in vain.
After a while, he suddenly asked: "How do you know it tastes bad? Have you ever eaten it? What does it taste like?"
"Screw you, you just ate it, and I just said it casually, why are you so serious?"
Jiang Che was very cautious and kicked Angel Yan beside him angrily.
Angel Yan seemed to have remembered something. He got up and went back to his room to retrieve something from the dark plane, then walked out holding it in his hand.
"By the way, this is for you."
Angel Yan threw a few balls of things in his hand into Jiang Chexin's arms.
"What... hmm? Money? So much money."
Jiang Chexin picked up the thing thrown by Angel Yan in his arms and took a look. He was stunned in vain. What Angel Yan threw over was actually a wad of money.
Jiang Che pointed to the money in his hand in disbelief, then pointed to himself and asked, "This...are these all for me?"
"Otherwise, is there anyone else here?"
Looking at the tempting banknotes, Jiang Che struggled in his heart for a few seconds, but finally packed them up one by one and pushed them back to Angel Yan.
"Let's forget it. Although I am very poor, I can still survive and I am not reduced to the point where I need charity from others."
Angel Yan shook his head and pushed it back.
"It's not charity, you can treat it as my accommodation and food expenses. I know you took me in and didn't think about asking me to repay you."
"But as a human being, you can't take other people's kindness for granted. What's the difference between that and a moth that only sucks blood?"
"But it doesn't take that much. It's almost more than a year's salary."
Jiang Che said with a wry smile.
"It's not much. I don't know how long I will need to stay with you, so just take it with peace of mind."
"Oh, okay, then I'll hold it for you first, and then I'll return it to you after you leave. By the way, where did you get all that money?"
If she remembered correctly, Angel Yan was completely alone when he came back with her. Now he actually made so much money, which had to make her a little suspicious. Could it be that he had come from something shady?
"You don't care where I came from, as long as it wasn't stolen or robbed. Don't you want to buy a car? You can use this money to buy it."
Angel Yan is a god and a god of technology. Money is really easy for her. There are many ways to get it, and there is no need for dark means at all.
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