Another World: That's too much. I have to start from scratch to get the contribution value.

Chapter 239 Live in the present (make up, make up like crazy, now I don’t owe it)

Power is a very useful thing in the 48th floor, and connections are also an important factor in determining whether one’s life is good or bad.

Grandma took such good care of Pu Huai just to seek shelter.

If you really want to live a better life, you either need power or strength - your own abilities are of course important, but the power of your personal network should not be underestimated.

Especially she is not alone, she still has her grandmother.

If anyone were to set up obstacles and target others within the limited scope of their power, it would be disgusting.

But if you don’t have someone to guide you, everything is useless.

So are two layers too many? No, just right.

As Pu Huai looked at it, he suddenly curled up his lips into a beautiful arc.

He leaned forward slightly, crossed his fingertips slightly on his knees, and stared into her eyes, closing the distance between them.

"Anjiu, Anjiu..." His voice was a little hoarse, like sand grinding in the ears, or like a feather brushing lightly, very irritating.

The name rolled between his lips, the ending tone drawn out, and there was actually a tone that sounded helpless and...coaxing.

thump.

thump.

An Jiu's heart seemed to skip a beat, and then quickly accelerated.

At this moment, it seemed as if everything around me had turned into blank.

All her senses were forcefully invaded by him, and she was surrounded by his scent.

An Jiu's body stiffened, and he subconsciously held his breath, fearing that he would be entangled with him...

He's still getting closer.

She saw two of herself reflected in those dark pupils, small and with pink cheeks.

…She could hardly hold her breath any longer.

Pu Huai let out a faint sigh.

Suddenly he reached out and gently rubbed her head.

"Give you 40%."

……

Anjiu rested his forehead against the cool glass, feeling the cool breeze, and didn't want to say a word.

I don’t want to look back at all.

She is still in Pu Huai's room, but she has escaped to the window.

She didn't dare go home until the heat on her face subsided.

He originally wanted to run outside, but just after he stood up and took a few steps, he was pulled back by Pu Huai.

Anjiu immediately lowered his head.

Pu Huai lowered his eyes and saw only the hairy and somewhat frizzy head facing him.

Where Anjiu couldn't see, the corners of his mouth curled up again.

"Go to the window and get some fresh air. Don't run outside."

So it became what it is now.

Anjiu put his palm against the window, feeling the coolness for a moment.

She tried her best to ignore the people behind her, to calm herself down, or to think of other ways. She tried every possible way to calm herself down quickly.

Anjiu felt grief and throbbing in his heart, something he couldn't really control...

At this moment, she heard the sound of water splashing behind her. She clenched her fingers and wanted to turn around and leave, but she was worried about seeing something she shouldn't see.

After a minute of agony, Pu Huai finished washing.

An Jiu felt relieved.

But then I heard the sound of pouring water.

——No way, you’re coming again?!

"Anjiu, come and wash your face."

An Jiu didn't even turn his head: "No need."

——How can you be so presumptuous? How can you ask a girl to wash her face?

The lazy voice came again: "You have to find another way to cool down."

"!"

Anjiu's head immediately became filled with blood.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and suddenly had the courage to fight to the death.

She turned around and stopped in front of him as she walked out.

Hold your head high and look up.

He asked word by word, "Then why did you wash your face? Is it to cool down as well?"

She stood on tiptoe and reached out to pinch the thin strands of hair hanging in front of his eyes.

Let him look at his fingers.

"Tsk, your hair is all wet."

After doing all this, Anjiu walked out of the door with his head held high.

Behind.

There was a crack on Pu Huai's usually calm expression.

……

"Why is your face so red?" Grandma touched Anjiu's forehead, "Are you having a fever?"

"No. I was angry."

Anjiu lay down on the bed with a blank look in his eyes.

Grandma guessed: "Did you have a quarrel with Captain Pu?"

She turned over.

I don’t want to hear that name right now.

Grandma shook her head and went back to the window to continue picking out rice bugs.

After a while, Anjiu jumped out of bed to help.

"Feeling better?"

"Well...it's not a big deal actually."

Grandma smiled, "I understand. After all, you are still young, and your emotions come and go as you please. If I were your age, I'm afraid my heart would be the first to be unable to bear it."

Anjiu smiled faintly.

The two chatted casually.

Suddenly, she heard the sound of the iron door next door being locked. There was a pause, and then she heard Pu Huai calling her name.

Anjiu looked at her grandmother, but before she could say anything, her grandmother waved her hand and let her go.

When I went out, I saw Pu Huai had empty hands.

"Not to..."

"Yes, but I have to go downstairs first."

An Jiu thought he was talking about the Cailutong shop, but she never expected that Pu Huai actually took her to the first floor.

Looking at this familiar direction, An Jiu's heart beat faster: "Captain Pu, you are not going to the supermarket, are you?"

Pu Huai nodded, "There are many styles here, and the price is nearly half cheaper than Cailutong."

—No, that's not what she meant.

But when she saw Pu Huai scanning the code skillfully and taking a step closer to her before the staff member spoke, indicating that they were together, An Jiu finally understood.

Pu Huai is not a sixth-class citizen at all!

And because of Xiao Miao's incident before, the cautious preparations she made actually paid off!

When they got inside, An Jiu couldn't help but tug at his sleeve. When he lowered his head, he asked, "What class of citizen are you?"

Pu Huai looked at her quietly, his deep eyes seemed to contain many emotions.

"It's all in the past, it's not important. Live in the present."

Answering a question that is not related to the question is also an answer.

"Try to pick a larger bucket, preferably one with two handles."

In the Japanese magazine area, two people were picking up and putting down things back and forth.

Pu Huai said he wanted to buy a bucket that could hold a lot of water and that was easy to carry.

It will be convenient to transfer at that time.

"There are universal wheels under this barrel!" Anjiu pointed to a milky white barrel high up.

Pu Huai was tall, so he reached out and took it down.

This one is different from the others. It has a thick texture and is convenient for taking and filling water. The most important thing is that it has four universal wheels, so it can be operated whether it is towing, dragging, pulling, or even placing wine.

The only drawback - Anjiu stood on tiptoe to look at the price tag - was that it was too expensive.

"It's just a bucket, but it costs 500 contribution points? Who would buy it?"

They may not even be able to make back the money they spent on the barrels!

"I think there are other options that are a quarter of the price."

"No, just this." Pu Huai made the final decision, "What else is missing at home?"

Anjiu automatically added the word "you" in front of the word, which made it sound better.

She shook her head to indicate that she lacked nothing.

As he walked towards the cashier counter, Anjiu saw something out of the corner of his eye. He thought it looked familiar, so he looked at it a few more times.

——Wait, why does this look so similar to the big cup that Pu Huai gave me!