Taking space to escape famine, Sister Wan killed everyone along the way

Chapter 165 He May Have Fallen in Love with This Girl

"Does that world really exist? Have you been there?" Situ Nanyao asked softly. He now suspected that Awan was from that world, otherwise why would she be so different from the people here.

Qin Wanwan was startled when she heard this. She didn't answer directly, but continued to look through the clothes. She replied, "Do you think I've been there?"

This answer can be regarded as a positive response to the fact that the world really exists.

Situ Nanyao replied without thinking: "I think you have been there!" I even suspect that you are from that world.

Qin Wanwan's hand paused slightly, but she quickly recovered and turned to look at Situ Nanyao with a cynical smile on her face, as if he had told a joke. "Then I have been there!"

Seeing her like this, Situ Nanyao suddenly doubted whether his idea was right. But soon, he felt that what he thought was right.

In fact, it doesn’t matter which world Awan is from, as long as she is Awan, it is right, and he will keep this secret well, not let anyone know, and not give anyone the chance to hurt Awan.

"Hey? Found it!" Qin Wanwan suddenly exclaimed in surprise, interrupting his thoughts.

Following my gaze, I saw Awan holding a set of tattered coarse cloth clothes. The clothes were almost torn into strips and looked dirty.

"How could such a high-end store have such dirty clothes?" Situ Nanyao felt that it was a little unreasonable.

Qin Wanwan took the dress and looked it over, retorting, "How is it dirty? This dress is made with this kind of workmanship. It just looks worn out. I thought I couldn't find it. I didn't expect this store would actually sell it!"

There are thousands of people with different preferences. Some like beautiful women, some like handsome men, some like anime, some like games, some like characters on TV, and of course some like to play beggars.

What she was holding in her hand was the most beautiful piece of clothing in the entire room—beggar’s clothes!

"Come here, come here! This beggar's clothes seems a little small. Let me try it on for you." Qin Wanwan held the clothes and gestured back and forth in front of Situ Nanyao, with a confused look on her face.

Situ Nanyao also cooperated, walked over to her side and stood there, letting her play with it.

"It seems okay. The width is definitely okay, but it's a little short. But the clothes are so tattered, it seems normal for them to be a little shorter."

Situ Nanyao: "That's normal. How many people fleeing famine these days are dressed properly? It's good enough to have clothes to wear."

Seeing him being so cooperative and uncritical, Qin Wanwan wanted to laugh. "You're a dignified prince, but you're asked to wear beggar's clothes, and you don't resist? And you're still cooperating like this. Tell me, are you being decent? Are you a decent prince?"

"Of course it's serious. I'm the real prince, not a fake. But as for this beggar's clothes, I don't wear them because I have no other clothes, I wear them mainly to save my life!

If that crazy woman hadn't bitten me like a mad dog, I wouldn't be in such a miserable state.

But in the final analysis, I still have to thank that crazy woman. If she hadn't sent assassins to hunt me down, I wouldn't have been saved by you twice, I wouldn't have activated the space, and I wouldn't have a close friend like you."

More importantly, he probably found his other half ahead of time.

"That seems to be true. Okay, then I'll admit that you're a legitimate prince. Now we've found our clothes and shoes. Let's go upstairs and take a shower. I'll teach you how to use the water heater."

I looked at the time and found that it took me another twenty minutes to choose clothes. Time really passed like flowing water in the blink of an eye.

This time, the two of them didn't waste any more time. Qin Wanwan roughly explained to him how to use the things in the bathroom and then walked out.

The bathroom Situ Nanyao used was the guest room's, and it was different from the one Qin Wanwan usually used. After teaching, he put the necessary things in it. Qin Wanwan then returned to the master bedroom, took a quick shower, set the alarm, and then dived into bed and fell asleep.

After walking all night, it was equivalent to playing for a whole day. No, the flow rate in the space was three times that outside. Even though staying in the space would eliminate some of the fatigue, she still felt her eyes sore.

Half an hour later, Situ Nanyao, who had just finished taking a shower, quietly poked his head out from behind the door in his bathrobe. When he found that there was no one in the room, he walked out.

Thinking of Awan's tired look when she left, he roughly guessed that she must have gone to sleep. Thinking of the girl's chattering lips, mischievous appearance, cynical smile, and serious look, a gentle smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He thought that he must have liked this girl, perhaps it started from the first time he saw her and found her interesting, or perhaps it started from when he investigated this girl, or perhaps it was because she saved his life twice, or perhaps it was because of her open-mindedness and uniqueness.

Feelings are something that is hard to explain. Some people may not develop feelings even after spending ten years together, while some people fall deeply in love after just one meeting.

Isn’t this the situation with my parents?

He didn't know what was going on, but as he thought about it, he imagined the scene of the two of them living together in the future. The corners of his mouth were even wider than before. Suddenly, he came back to his senses and slapped himself fiercely. "What are you thinking about? You beast! The little girl is only fourteen years old. You have to wait until she reaches the age of marriage."

No, to be precise, wait until the girl has feelings for him!

It was very uncomfortable to have wet hair. If he was at home, there would definitely be a servant holding a turban to dry his hair, and he would just sit there and enjoy it.

But just now Awan told him that there seemed to be something called a hair dryer, which was used to blow dry hair, and that thing was placed in the drawer of the bedroom.

He walked towards the bedroom where the bathroom was, walked to the table where the hair dryer was placed, opened the drawer, took out the hair dryer, plugged it in, turned on the power, and the wind started to blow.

He turned on the cold air and started blowing it on his hair. When he came out, he had already wiped his hair with a dry towel. The dry towel was very absorbent. After wiping it once, the hair that was dripping water just now was no longer dripping.

The hair dryer was not very loud and the wind was very gentle, but despite this, his hair was dried in a short while. If it weren't for his refreshed scalp and the fragrance, he would have doubted whether he had just washed his hair.

Now he really felt that the past ten years had been wasted. Did he still think it was comfortable to lie in a wooden barrel while servants poured hot water for him? Did he still think that putting some flower petals in the barrel would be good for his skin? Did he still think that wiping his hair twice with clean water would make it clean?

No! Compared to water heaters, shower gel, shampoo, conditioner, hair dryers, and hair dryers, those are nothing!