Chapter 324

"Don't forget to take anti-inflammatory drugs. It's better to combine internal and external use." He reminded me that it's hard to see her face hurt. How could it hurt so much? A young and lovely face suddenly turned into a panda face. It's a headache, alas.

"Oh..." Jiaming came in with a bottle of iced mineral water from the refrigerator.

Summer Yang saw, and unhappy, "you take medicine with ice water?"

"On such a hot day, of course I drink ice water."

"No, go and pour hot water. You must use hot water when taking medicine."

"But..." you care too much, uncle.

"No, but!"

Jiaming obediently poured a cup of hot water and said with a smile, "it's too hot. Cool for a while." With that, she was blowing. She didn't want to drink hot water.

Summer Yang sat on the bed, looked at her without saying a word, holding a tablet computer, just looking at the web. He wanted to find out what happened to the five students who attacked Jiaming at night.

Su Jiaming wants to go to bed after taking the medicine. "Wait a minute..." Xia Yang suddenly stops her and kicks her quilt down. "Don't sleep here. Sleep on the sofa. There's a smell of Medicine on your face. It smells terrible."

Ah? Jiaming's jaw almost fell down. "What did you say?" She's really not sure what she heard, how this man acted earlier and later.

Summer Yang white her a look, word by word to repeat the times: "sleep on the sofa, smell dead."

Smelly man, dead devil, you don't have such a black belly! Jiaming opened her round eyes and shook her face muscles. The tingling made her tears twinkle. "President Xia, I didn't sleep well last night, and I mopped the table during the day. I have no credit, but I also have hard work... You can sleep on the sofa, or I can sleep in the guest room."

Summer Yang do not want to lose control in the middle of the night when to kiss a bruised and full face of ointment, low roar: "call you sleep on the sofa to sleep on the sofa, how so much nonsense!"

"You..." Jiaming pouted and moved her lips, but she didn't say anything about her resistance. She turned and jumped into the sofa wrongly, hating herself for being useless.

After sleeping in the middle of the night, Yang feels thirsty and wants to drink water. He habitually turns on the bedside lamp. Ah, what an amazing scene. As soon as his throat is tight, he unconsciously swallows his saliva. The Adam's apple is sliding in his throat, and the dry heat is moving in his body.

Su Jiaming is sleeping soundly. Her quilt has already been kicked by her. Her dress and pajamas rub against her waist. Her waist is as slim as willows, her abdomen is flat, and her two white thighs are thin, straight and long.

Her upper body is slightly sideways, and her shoulder strap is sliding down. Her skin is as creamy and fragrant as crisp. She is still alert. She has a small chest wrapped in it, but it is enough to make men spurt blood.

Summer Yang takes a deep breath and tries to calm himself down, but the scene of the warm night with Jiaming jumps into his mind again

"That's killing me!" With a low roar, he turned around and walked into the bathroom, turned on the tap and kept splashing water on his face. He felt that he couldn't hold down the fire, so he simply turned on the shower and took a cold bath.

Cool down the summer Yang while wiping his hair, while pressing the remote control to turn down the air conditioning for a while, to see if you dare not cover the quilt to seduce people.

"Mom..." Jiaming murmured, turned over and held the quilt in her arms.

Xia Yang shakes her head helplessly. It's clear that she is still a child. She must be homesick if she stays in this foreign country alone.

All of a sudden, summer Yang has some compassion, for such a child, he really hard heart.

In the morning, Jiaming wakes up, yawns and stretches. When she sees that the bed is empty and the quilt is folded into dried tofu, she estimates that Xia Yang must have gone out.

Hum, he has a conscience and didn't wake me up.

Jiaming puts on a T-shirt and jeans, and walks out of the room with the floor plan given to her by Xia Yang. It's funny that you have to take the floor plan at home, or you will get lost. What a strange family it is.

She came to the laundry room and threw the dirty clothes into the washing machine. She washed her pajamas, the clothes she changed yesterday and the clothes Yang washed in summer.

When she came to the kitchen, she saw the smoke coming from the casserole and the fragrance coming from it. When Jiaming opened the lid of the casserole, she saw that Qingshui Xiaomi was rolling tightly. It turned out that she was cooking porridge. It turned out that she was cooking porridge at this ratio. She quickly closed the lid.

Just as she was thinking about it, the sound of twisting the door lock came out of the door. Jiaming immediately picked up the mop and pretended to work hard to pull it up.

In summer, Yang was wearing a simple sportswear and just went to the gym.

"Are you back?" Su Jiaming deliberately gasped, "hey hey, I'm mopping the floor. Look, the whole restaurant and kitchen have been mopped. I'm so tired." She vigorously retracted the mop and scratched water marks on the clean floor tiles.

Summer Yang looked at her, expressionless, turned to the room, he just came to see what Su Jiaming was doing.

Jiaming, relax and say hello to you. You don't appreciate me. Do you look down on me?! I look down on you!

She cleaned up the mop and went to the balcony to dry the clothes.

When Yang came out of the shower in summer, he saw Jiaming clamping her pajamas, then a small white square cloth. Summer Yang silently watching her clothes hanging on the clothes drying pole, it was last night to wear wrapped chest? He thought.

Jiaming takes out his shirt, grabs his shoulders with both hands and shakes it hard. It's flat and straight, and then it's hung up. Of course, there's his underwear. It's a big one. She puts it in front of her stride and compares it. It's really big. I didn't find that his ass is that big.

On the balcony is floating his own shirt. In summer, Yang has an indescribable feeling that someone washes his clothes, which is very good.

Jiaming airing clothes back, summer Yang also Lengleng Leng to look at her, eyes on a positive.

"Cough cough..." summer Yang falsely cough a few times to cover his embarrassment, "Su Jiaming, underwear can't be machine washed, more can't use washing powder to wash, this is common sense, don't you understand?"

Jiaming argued: "why, isn't it all washing? You see, isn't it clean? " She pointed to his underwear.

In the summer, he looks straight. Where can he get dirty when he changes his clothes every day? He just leaves his underwear in the washing machine to wash with other clothes and socks. How dirty it is!

He went to the balcony, pointed to her bra, "machine wash deformation, you see you, there is no appearance."

Jiaming said shyly, "it's very old. It has no shape for a long time."

"..." summer Yang don't want to argue with her, with the tone of command said, "in a word, after all hand wash." It's not his style to discuss how to wash underwear with a child.

"Oh."

In summer Yang went into the kitchen and closed the door.

The sound of cutting came from the kitchen. Jiaming ran to have a look, but as soon as she opened the door, she yelled, "go out, what are you looking at? Close the door!" She closed the door in a hurry.

What did she see? In summer, Yang wears a green apron and cuts the meat. He looks like a housewife and a man. He is shy and doesn't let others see him cooking. Ha ha, this is too sultry.

After a while, the door of the kitchen opened. In summer, Yang came out with a bowl of porridge and threw a sentence, "drink it yourself."

When Jiaming walks into the kitchen, she has already smelled the fragrance. As expected, the preserved egg and lean meat porridge is delicious. I didn't expect that the craftsmanship of Yang in summer is not bad. She served a large bowl of fresh and chewy shredded meat. The rice porridge was smooth and waxy, and the preserved eggs were broken, but not rotten. It was delicious.

If you look at the cutting board, it's already clean and clean. The knife is as bright as new. Jiaming adores him very much. He's a master at cutting preserved eggs.

Jiaming ate porridge and ran out for advice: "summer Yang, how do you cut this preserved egg? It's not rotten to cut it so finely. There must be some unique skill, right? "

Summer Yang Leng for a while, isn't it cut the preserved egg, can have what unique move, this wench think too much, she can't do things always think others can't do? But looking at the bright eyes of Xiaoya's hair, he sold the pass, "go to the gym every day to practice arm strength. It's easy to say anything. Today I see you sleep well, but I didn't call you. Tomorrow I will start to exercise with you!"

Jiaming's face drooped in an instant. If there was any mistake, I would not have asked. I really dug my own grave!

After breakfast and cleaning up, it's time to clean the study. She wiped the bookcase with a rag and saw that the computer on her desk was on. She really wanted to surf the Internet. I don't know what Xu Ziqing is doing now. Will she be ridiculed at school? There is also the tennis league, she only listened to Beichuan said, the specific is what do not know, there must be online.

Suddenly, she accidentally bumped into something, "Bata" a very loud. She quickly bent down to pick it up, and then looked at the living room, fortunately, he did not hear, quickly put it back to be OK.

But the day failed, the plastic box broke and fell a corner.

Jiaming is biting her finger. What can she do now? What is it. Open a look, inside are some CDs, "Wow!" She lost her voice and yelled, but immediately covered her mouth. What's this, Miss Cang? I'm so ecstatic. It's not suitable for children!

"What's the matter?" The sound of summer comes from outside. Jiaming hurriedly shoves the plastic box into the bookshelf, but in a panic, not only doesn't put it in, but also drops it on the ground. This time, it's not only as simple as breaking a corner. The plastic box is aging. This second blow, it's broken, and even the CDs inside are on the ground.

Summer Yang is very distressed to shake his head, this little girl, give her cleaning also have to guard against her destruction.

"I'm sorry, I was so careless!" Jiaming quickly went to pick it up, thinking, ya really can't see, the old man also has a collection of teacher Cang's works.

When he saw teacher Cang's film, the whole person trembled and looked at Jiaming in embarrassment. The little girl was chuckling. When he saw her, she was scared to be serious.

Jiaming said, "I didn't see anything."

Didn't see your head, didn't see you say that?! When Yang Dun was angry in summer, he said: "you can't even do the most basic housework. How stupid your brain is! How do you teach at home? Are you cleaning or destroying?! Go away, you don't have to do it! "

With that, he grabbed the records in Jiaming's hand and threw them all into the garbage can with a bang.