Chapter 307 Sunday
It was half an hour later when An Ming was ready to return to Fu Xuan's luxurious suite. In fact, until now he still didn't understand why Robin would specially prepare such a luxurious suite for Fu Xuan.
As for the room just now, An Ming was too lazy to care whether it was his or Huang Quan's. Since there was no information left by the robin, it would be fine to give it to Huang Quan.
"An Ming."
In the top-floor corridor of the Daydream Hotel, Zhou Ri slightly turned his overly handsome face, and stared straight at An Ming with his hawk-like eyes.
For some reason, a thousand-year-old word flashed through An Ming's mind. Logically speaking, shouldn't this be the kind of scene that happens when you reunite with your beloved after many years of separation?
"Long time no see, Sunday."
An Ming was not so stupid as to call his elder brother-in-law at this time. He and Sunday had a very good relationship in the past, but everything became different since he took away Robin's first kiss in front of this good brother.
Sunday was willing to use a powerful Taichu Youwei for An Ming, sending the bastard who defiled his sister to hell and completely destroying him along with the dead order.
It’s a pity that the will of order still remains, and Lao Ming could not die in the past.
The only thing that came true was that his sister would probably never be able to live without An Ming, the yellow-haired old man, for the rest of her life.
"Don't think that if you change your hair to black, I will allow you to be with Robin," Sunday said coldly, pushing open the glass door at the end of the corridor with his right hand, and the evening breeze from the terrace blew between the two of them.
"Why are you so tense?"
An Ming followed Sunday a few steps to the terrace, from where he could overlook most of the scenery of the Daydream Hotel. It was indeed the most luxurious hotel in Pinocchio.
"You mean, after seeing Luo Fu Taibu beside you, you still want me to greet you with a smile?"
Zhou Li was obviously very aggressive and had no intention of showing mercy to a scumbag like An Ming. He looked at him with extremely cold eyes, as if this would allow him to cut An Ming into pieces right before his eyes.
An Ming naturally put his arm around Sunday's shoulders. After all, they were good brothers when they were still in Catchpete. They had experienced many ups and downs together in Pinocchio. It was not possible for them to turn against each other just because of the robin.
Well...but the biggest possibility is that Sunday will say, "An Ming, we are not brothers anymore!" and then rub Taichu Youwei with both hands and let him crash hard.
Zhou Ri's body trembled visibly, the cold and arrogant aura in his eyes almost couldn't be maintained, and he turned his face away with slightly red earlobes.
This time it was An Ming's turn to be confused. "No, buddy, why are you being so shy? Your sister didn't have such a girlish reaction when she kissed me. It's not possible."
"Did you miss me? Let's go for a drive secretly when the robin is away."
An Ming smiled and put his arm around Zhou Ri's shoulders, shaking him a few times. Zhou Ri, who was standing beside him, looked a little embarrassed, like a shy young wife.
"I'm going to buy some food~"
March 7th pushed open the door, thinking to himself that he had to fill his stomach before falling asleep, as he didn't know how long he would dream after entering, and it would be bad if he got hungry after a long time.
Thinking this, she left the room. Just as she was about to turn around and take the elevator, she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure who looked like An Ming on the balcony at the end of the corridor.
"Strange, what is An Ming doing there alone?" San Yueqi muttered softly, with many beautiful images emerging uncontrollably in his mind.
From her point of view, she could only see An Ming hugging someone intimately.
You can't blame March Seven for having wild thoughts. You see, the number she knows now is enough to name the dishes, such as Firefly, Xuan Robin, but she didn't expect that there would be a master in Pinocchio!
As expected of the veteran actor An Ming, the suite of Lord Taibu is right next to him, but he is playing with his wife in front of her. It is really vulgar, despicable and pornographic!
Today she wanted to see which girl in his dream An Ming was still hiding.
San Yue Qi used his best stealth skills, holding his breath and moving closer step by step. Soon he would see the man's face.
"No, are you really shy?"
San Yueqi could still hear An Ming's teasing voice from a distance, and suddenly felt a little angry in his heart. He looked at the man's profile with his eyes wide open.
Sky ring, small wings, silver hair.
Wait...silver hair?!
March 7th initially thought it was a robin, which was not surprising, but when she saw that it was Sunday's face, she suddenly lost all strength and knelt down in the corridor.
It turns out...her attraction to An Ming is not even as great as that to a man!
It turns out that An Ming likes men!!!
It hurts, it hurts too much!
Turn your phone to silent mode and listen to the sound of March 7th breaking defense.
And on the terrace on Sunday, he naturally saw the figure of March 7th. A playful smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth. Of course, he did not intend to let An Ming see the cunning in his eyes.
"An Ming, I actually have something that has been on my mind for a long time."
He suddenly held An Ming's hand solemnly, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes, "Have you not discovered yet, why I don't want you to be with the robin?"
"for what?"
"That's because...I like you."
Sunday smiled and approached Anming with an affectionate expression.
"Puff! Cough cough cough ah cough!" San Yue Qi was completely exhausted and forgot about sneaking. "An Ming, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person!"
Without waiting for An Ming's explanation, San Yue Qi ran out, leaving An Ming disheveled in the wind.
An Ming looked at Zhou Ri expressionlessly, "I think it's about time we had enough fun."
"Hehe, you knew that a long time ago?"
Sunday's face suddenly melted into a mask, revealing her lovely cheeks full of joy.
If it was out of sheer mischief, Hanabi would have kissed Sunday on the face, but out of selfishness in every sense of the word, Hanabi only wanted to kiss her beloved on her own face.
"Sunday won't stand here and talk nonsense with me for so long," An Ming saw clearly early on that Sunday was disguised as Huo Huo. Otherwise, if he was really his brother-in-law, Tai Chu Youwei would have taken action long ago, and would not have stayed here for so long.
"Hee~"
Hanabi didn't care at all. On the contrary, she was very satisfied. This meant that An Ming was still the An Ming who was most familiar with her, and she could see "herself" behind the mask at a glance.
Oh no... I really want to beat An Ming to death right now, but I have an important task to do.
Hua Huo pursed her lips and looked at An Ming hesitantly. Finally, she made up her mind, stood on tiptoe and kissed An Ming's lips hard, then quickly separated.
That lively and elf-like face was now filled with the happiness of reunion.
"Now is not the time."
"But...you're Hanabi-sama's toy!"