When I opened my eyes, my fox became a sick villain

Chapter 201 Extra Story - The Little Master and the Cold Monster 9
The next day, Yan Muqing went to the barracks to make an appointment.

When Jiang Chenglan saw him, he was a little stunned, "Why are you here?"

The young man raised his chin and said, "Of course I'm here for the job. My father said you are short of manpower here, so he begged me to come."

Jiang Chenglang obviously didn't believe this, not to mention whether His Majesty the Demon King would beg for someone, even if he begged, he shouldn't beg such a clueless little idiot to come over.

But this was an order from above, and Jiang Chenglan had to obey, so he nodded, pointed to the desk beside him, and said, "You sit there."

Yan Muqing beckoned, and a few attendants brought in the task that Yan Chenjue had arranged for him - a large pile of memorabilia.

Jiang Chenglan looked at the thick notebook and asked, "Are you sure you're here for the job? Why do I feel like you're here to add work to the barracks?"

Yan Muqing bared his teeth and said, "No, I am efficient in handling things, and these are all a piece of cake. Leave all the accounts you have to me, and I promise to complete them."

Even though Jiang Chenglan knew that Yan Muqing had been learning the handling of government affairs from His Majesty the Demon King for the past six months.

But these... are too many.

But in order to prevent Yan Muqing from losing face, Jiang Chenglan had no choice but to hand over the simplest accounts to Yan Muqing and let him finish it before dark.

Yan Muqing looked at those accounts and said: "You really underestimate me, I will let you see my ability today."

After finishing speaking, the boy rolled up his sleeves and began to review.

Jiang Chenglang shook his head with a smile, and sat down at his desk, busying himself with his own affairs.

Although it was said that he came to serve in the military camp, Yan Muqing came with a memorial, and at noon, someone came to deliver meals.

Jiang Chenglan looked at it, but still shook his head, thinking that these food deliverers could also handle that little account. I really don't know why Yan Muqing came all the way to this place.

The meals were delivered in two portions, and the attendant said, "These are all prepared by Princess Yao, one is for His Royal Highness, and the other is for Vice General Jiang."

In this year, Jiang Chenglan has become a lieutenant general from a major general with no reputation, so the meals are naturally prepared for her.

Jiang Chenglan nodded, "Thank you, Princess, for me."

The servant nodded and stepped back.

After dealing with it all morning, Yanmu was so hungry that his chest stuck to his back early in the morning, so he got up quickly and opened the food box excitedly.

Yan Muqing was pleasantly surprised: "Chenglan, you are really lucky, my father made this."

Just by smelling the fragrant smell, Yan Muqing knew that it was Yan Chenjue's handicraft.

Jiang Chenglan was also a little surprised. He opened the food box and took a look. Although the dishes were ordinary, they were exquisitely prepared and tasted very good.

The boy held the food box and ate at the same table as Jiang Chenglan.

Seeing Jiang Chenglan take a bite, Yan Muqing asked her proudly: "How is it? Is it delicious? My father's cooking is the best."

The taste is really delicious. Jiang Chenglan thinks that her mother's cooking is unmatched by the entire monster clan. Naturally, there are many monster clans who have unique tastes and are not good at making mortal food.

But His Majesty the Demon King's craftsmanship is really better than her mother's.

Jiang Chenglan nodded sincerely, "It's delicious."

Yan Muqing smiled and ate it, as if he made the dish that was praised.

Seeing Yan Muqing eating so happily, inexplicably, Jiang Chenglan felt that his appetite had also improved.

Therefore, she ate more than twice as much today as usual.

Now she spends most of her time dealing with military affairs, and seldom needs to use up her physical strength to wield a sword, so Jiang Chenglan even doesn't need to eat.

It's a good day today, and I eat a lot.

After eating, Yan Muqing put down his chopsticks without Jiang Chenglan's reminder, and continued to review the memorial before going back to the case.

Jiang Chenglan was a little surprised, and said, "I've been busy all morning, don't you want to take a break?"

The young man shook his head and said: "No, I have to finish these memorials as soon as possible. I promised my father. If I don't finish it, he won't let me come here."

"..."

For a moment, Yan Muqing realized what he had said, and wanted to explain something, but felt that he was completely exposed, and there was no room for explanation.

Jiang Chenglan didn't care much, and he could probably guess what happened.

She gave Yan Muqing a step, and said, "Just let me see if you have made progress these days."

Hearing this, the young man's mood that had been depressed just now rose instantly, "Just wait until your jaw drops!"

In the middle of the afternoon, Yan Muqing put down the brush in his hand with a snap, and stretched crookedly, "I'm so tired..."

Halfway through the conversation, Yan Muqing wanted to show himself as if he had strength in front of Jiang Chenglan, coughed lightly, and changed his words, "I'm done, so I'll just say it, it's a piece of cake."

Seeing his proud look, Jiang Chenglan couldn't help laughing, "It's amazing."

Hearing this praise, the boy said against his will: "It's not that great!"

But no matter in his heart or his expression, Yan Muqing's whole body was filled with 'I'm the best, I'm too good'.

In order to show that he didn't create something out of nothing, he even showed the ledger to Jiang Chenglan for inspection.

He said: "This is the first time I've seen this, and I don't know if it's done well, so you can check it out."

But in fact, only he himself knew that he had to go through the books once, except for this simple account book, which he checked twice before he gave it up.

Jiang Chenglan shook his head, looking very sure, "There is no need to check, I believe in the ability of words."

Although Yan Muqing was happy to hear this, but after checking it hard twice, Yan Muqing still forced the account book to Jiang Chenglan, "Anyway, it's the first time, I always have to read the account book. watch."

Seeing that he insisted on this, Jiang Chenglan didn't say anything else, and reached out to take over the ledger and read it again.

"Well done, nothing wrong with it."

Yan Muqing heard the answer she was satisfied with, touched the tip of her nose, and said with a smile: "I only read it once, I didn't expect that your work here is so simple."

Jiang Chenglan looked at him for a moment, as if he could see his little thoughts, but he didn't expose his intentions, he just laughed and said: "Not really, it's very simple for Yanyan, maybe it's not for others. No, not everyone is as good as Yan Yan."

These words are most in line with Yan Muqing's mind, the young man raised his chin and said: "It's still early, what work do you have that I can do, I will help you."

Seeing his expression of 'I must help you', Jiang Chenglan agreed, took out a few ledger books and handed them to Yan Muqing.

"These books are more difficult to understand. If there is anything you don't understand, just ask me."

Yan Muqing nodded, rolled his eyes, and said, "I want to watch by your side. If there is anything I don't understand, I can ask you directly, okay?"

Jiang Chenglan turned his head and glanced at the desk that was originally assigned to Yan Muqing, it was only three feet away from her!

But looking back, seeing the bright eyes of the young man, Jiang Chenglan could only nod his head in agreement.

Upon hearing this, Yan Muqing quickly helped her pack up her things, moved the futon, and sat down next to Jiang Chenglan.

Jiang Chenglan was a little helpless, "Do you want to sit so close?"

The desk is quite wide, enough for three people to sit down, but Yan Muqing is almost glued to her body.

Yan Muqing pursed her lips, a little unhappy, staring at her with a pair of fox eyes.

There was no other way, so Jiang Chenglan could only shake his head and said nothing more.

Ever since Yan Muqing sat down, those eyes had hardly stayed on the ledger, and they would look at Jiang Chenglan's face from time to time.

It has to be said that Jiang Chenglan's face is very three-dimensional, and from the side, it can be seen how tall her nose is and how deep her eyes are.

Yan Muqing thought to herself, obviously the godmother is not a good-looking one, but Jiang Chenglan is well-born and beautiful.

Jiang Chenglan patted the account book in front of Yan Muqing, and asked, "Is there an account book on my face?"

Yan Muqing was stunned for a moment, regained consciousness, her face was flushed, and said: "I just... saw something on your face, do you think I want to stare at you? I don't want to!"

Jiang Chenglan touched his cheek subconsciously, but he didn't seem to have touched anything, so he said, "What's on it? Get it off for me."

Her face slowly approached, Yan Muqing watched Jiang Chenglan's face approaching continuously, until it was close at hand.

Yan Muqing's throat rolled up and down, and his heart began to thump for no reason. He felt that his hands and feet were a little out of control.

He obviously wanted to move, but he couldn't move no matter what.

Jiang Chenglan waited for a long time, but the man didn't move at all, so she turned her head and faced him, "What's wrong?"

The boy's gaze shifted from Jiang Chenglan's cheek to her lips.

Jiang Chenglan's lips are thin and beautifully shaped.

For some unknown reason, Yan Muqing felt that he was uncontrollably leaning over and kissing her on the lips.

Jiang Chenglan's eyes widened suddenly, apparently startled by the sudden kiss.

Yan Muqing kissed her lightly, and was immediately pushed away by Jiang Chenglan.

"Yan Muqing! You!" Jiang Chenglan looked angry.

But Yan Muqing sat in a daze, as if she wanted to speak but was too nervous to say a word.

Jiang Chenglan said in a deep voice: "Don't come here tomorrow, or arrange another workplace for you, in short...don't come near me."

Originally, Yan Muqing felt a little guilty. After all, he kissed him inexplicably, but he didn't realize it, let alone Jiang Chenglan who was kissed.

However, after hearing her words, Yan Muqing only felt that the sky was about to fall, and he was in a daze.

Is he... rejected?
Yan Muqing's eyes gradually turned red, and the original guilt was gone, replaced by grievances and sadness.

"Why?" he asked.

Jiang Chenglan frowned, and wanted to ask him, 'Don't you know why? '

In the past, it was fine if he liked to mess around. She didn't care if he kissed her on the face or anything, but his mouth didn't work.

Jiang Chenglan couldn't say why it couldn't be done, but...it couldn't be done!
But Yan Muqing didn't give up on this question just because she didn't answer, and asked persistently: "Why? Why?"

Jiang Chenglan was a little annoyed by his question, and said: "Yan Muqing, why do you think this is? You are young and like to mess around, but I am not the object of your messing around, you'd better recognize this."

It was clear that she was one year younger than Yan Muqing, but she spoke as if she was very old.

Yan Muqing was even more wronged, "I didn't mess around!"

His voice was weak, and there were tears in his eyes.

Jiang Chenglan hated seeing him cry the most, and also couldn't see his pitiful appearance, but this matter couldn't be compromised, so she simply turned her eyes away and didn't look at him, "Your behavior is nonsense, do you know etiquette? "

But the young man said in a low voice: "What etiquette? Why don't I understand etiquette? You are my unmarried wife, why can't I kiss you? Jiang Chenglan, tell me why? Are you..."

He choked up a few times before continuing, "Do you hate me?"

This is the result he fears the most, even if there is such a possibility, it is enough to scare him.

Yan Muqing didn't even dare to think about what Jiang Chenglan would do if he hated him.

However, Jiang Chenglan didn't say that, she just sighed and said: "Yanyan, you don't understand, the marriage contract between us is not our will, it's just the wishful thinking of our mothers, there is no need for us to follow such a policy engagement."

But Yan Muqing only insisted on one question, "Do you hate me?"

Jiang Chenglan was helpless, feeling that this kid would not be able to pull back even a few cows when he became stubborn.

She could only answer according to his question, "I don't hate you, Yanyan, but I don't have that kind of relationship with you, nor do you treat me."

Yan Muqing raised his head, his eyes were already very red, he stood up slowly, kicked over the desk, and said, "Why do you say that? Why do you think you are not, and neither am I? Jiang Cheng Lan, you are an idiot!"

After saying that, the boy turned around and ran out.

Jiang Chenglan stood up, belatedly recalling the meaning of those words that Yan Muqing said just now.

Did he mean that he liked her?
This... how is this possible?
Ever since Yan Muqing left, Jiang Chenglan had been sitting in the same place, she couldn't figure out why Yan Muqing liked her.

At night, Jiang Chenglan didn't go home to eat, so Jiang Qibai brought the food box over.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw the desk that had been kicked over, and there was still sitting there stupidly, seemingly in a trance.

It was rare that Jiang Chenglan was so undefended. She grew up with Jiang Mingyun in the barracks, and she was very vigilant. She had never been like this. Jiang Qibai had already entered the door, but she didn't notice it at all.

Jiang Qibai stood at the door and knocked lightly.

Only then did Jiang Chenglan come to his senses in panic, "Mother? Why are you here?"

Jiang Qibai raised his hand and said, "It's so late, why don't you go back...for dinner?"

(End of this chapter)