Chapter 325

Jiaming is still squatting, but she can't smile. She stands up silently, turns around and walks out of the study with a rag.

Summer raised a frown, so she would not be too severe some? He came out and saw Jiaming cleaning the sofa, polishing the leather sofa. This sofa has been for some years. The leather is covered with a light layer of putty, just like the furnishings in the old photos. Even if it's polished, it can't cover up its rustic atmosphere, which is very inconsistent with the bright and clean windows in the home.

Jiaming goes to the sink on the balcony to wash the dishcloth. She rubs it hard, and the water splashes on her face. She instinctively closes her eyes. It's so lovely. She puts her hand on her forehead and wipes off the water and sweat.

Xia Yang is a little distracted. He hasn't seen a woman so seriously for a long time. It's five years. Yes, it's five years. The woman he once looked at has disappeared for five years. He knows that she's living well now. He's very relieved.

After washing the rag, Jiaming goes back to the living room to clean the sofa. The place she wiped is oily and slippery, and the place she didn't wipe is dry and dusty. She can't be lazy.

Suddenly, with a hiss, Jiaming looks at the scene in front of her. What? The leather sofa is broken.

Is it true that, as he said, I would sabotage? Am I really stupid? Yes, yes, I'm just a wild child who has no one to manage and teach. My mother doesn't want me, and my school doesn't want me

Thinking, Jiaming's face wrinkled into a ball, flat mouth, a sour nose, eyes began to shed tears.

Summer Yang see, light clouds said: "broken just right, I'm thinking of a new one, later Accompany me to the furniture market."

"Ah?" It's incredible. I'm scolded for breaking the record box, but I'm ok for scratching the sofa? One is a worthless plastic box, and the other is a valuable leather sofa. The devil's idea is really different from that of ordinary people.

Summer Yang stares at her one eye, "ah what, still don't go to wash dirty face clean?"

"Oh..." no words, his rhythm is so strange, who can keep up with it? Who can keep up with who is my idol!

Ready to go out, Jiaming or that dress, simple white T-shirt and denim hot pants, looks so cheap and out of fashion.

"You have nothing else to wear?" Summer Yang frowned and asked, T-shirt is T-shirt, young people love to wear, but these hot pants are too short, T-shirt down, with no pants, that pair of thin white legs so exposed to show people, no!

Jiaming looked at herself and shook her head innocently: "most of my clothes are in the bedroom. It's so hot that young people wear them like this."

Young people wear it like this... Isn't it obvious that he is an old man! Summer Yang is not happy again, turned back to the bedroom and took his sports pants, "first change into these pants, just match with your T-shirt."

"Do you want a ride?" Jiaming said with a wry smile. She took her pants and compared them. They all came to her chest. "It's too big..."

Summer Yang said: "wear, first go to the mall to buy clothes for you."

"You pay?"

"Well."

"Well, ha ha." Jiaming swept away all the sullen, without saying a word, put on his sports pants, he bought her clothes, made a lot of money.

Jiaming tightened her belt and said, "summer Yang, your pants are too big. I can wear one leg." She swung the bottom of her trousers like a sleeve.

Summer Yang caught her feet, will be too long pants rolled a few folds, "this is not good."

It's good, it's good, I can barely walk after half rolling, only he said.

Driving Jiaming to go shopping together, the little girl was very happy and hummed along the way. In fact, she was lovely when she was good and obedient. He looked around alertly, maybe something might happen at any time.

As soon as she arrived at the mall, Jiaming immediately chose a small floral skirt and put it on. She turned around in front of the fitting mirror and said, "isn't it good-looking?"

Summer Yang took a look, in fact, little girl's figure is very good, concave and convex, very even, wearing a floral skirt of her age, very good-looking, but, his wife dressed so fancy, what do you want to do?! With a straight face, he said: "it's hot these days, and it's cool soon in autumn. What kind of skirt should I buy? No good

"Ah?" The smile on Jiaming's face immediately came back, and she felt her skirt.

Summer Yang casually took a pair of long black jeans, or straight tube, "this one!"

Jiaming said contemptuously, "what do you wear?"

"You wear it!"

Jiaming opens her mouth and whispers, "earth is not rubbish. Do you have to stipulate what I wear?"

"What did you say?" Summer stares at her.

"Nothing..." Jiaming reluctantly took her pants in.

When she came out again, the little girl's face didn't have the joy of wearing a floral skirt. She pouted and said to him, "how is this?" Just now I looked at the list price. It's very expensive, 50000 yen. But it's a high-grade product. The model is good, the texture is good, and the clothes are not bad.

"It's very good. That's what students should wear!"

When she paid, Jiaming was sad and not cute at all. Xia Yang missed her smile just now. She was bright and energetic, so he said, "add that skirt."

Jiaming was happy, "really?"

Summer Yang took out the card and handed it to the cashier, "I cheat you a little girl?"

"Ha ha, thank you..." Jiaming happily took his arm and shook it in a coquettish way, "you are so nice."

Summer Yang unconsciously smile, looking at her sweet laughter, his heart is also blooming colorful flowers, let his pet happy, he is also very happy.

In the home center of the shopping mall, I chose a set of combination sofa, and I chose a jumping Turquoise at Su Jiaming's request. Summer Yang is very suspicious of the beauty of this set of sofa, but she likes it, and he doesn't care so much.

In fact, it's just a set of sofa. He only needs one phone, and most of them are people who help him buy it. But he has the fun of choosing his own. He wants to experience it slowly.

After paying and leaving the delivery address, he took Jiaming to lunch.

"What would you like to eat?"

"Will you please?"

"Nonsense!" Summer Yang Bai her one eye, come out with me still need you to pay? You look down on me!

Jiaming had an excited smile on her face. She clapped her hands and said, "yes, I want to eat roast eel." She said, pointing to the restaurant across the road.

"Good."

Seeing that he nodded, Jiaming was so happy that she turned and walked to the opposite side.

"Hey, there's no red light yet!" Summer Yang chagrined to remind her, but her foot has stepped out of the sidewalk, head-on to a car, because of the last few seconds of green light and drive very fast.

Xia Yang's reaction is very quick. He grabs her hand and jerks it back. Jiaming is scared and loses her soul. When she is pulled by him, her head hits his chest, "ah, it hurts!" She cried, summer Yang body is hard everywhere, hit her bruised place good pain.

Summer Yang said loudly: "dare to shout pain? If I don't hold you, you won't even have a chance to cry. Su Jiaming, don't you look at the traffic lights when you cross the road? "

Jiaming covers the corner of her eyebrow like a child who has made a mistake. "I'm wrong. Thank you for helping me. I'm sure the little girl will make a promise to repay the benefactor's kindness."

Summer Yang can't help but "Puff Chi" a smile, just rise of anger instantly turned into a soft around the finger, she this is what words, isn't already agreed with each other. His big hand is still holding her small hand, "go, now the red light."

Jiaming also smiles and is held by him obediently. His hand is so big that she can wrap her whole hand. It's like being protected. It's really nice.

If you put aside those messy things before, if they are just ordinary lovers in love, Jiaming thinks it will be very happy. She is his wife and he is her husband. They go shopping, eat and watch movies together. It's not a happy thing.

Jiaming sandwiched a piece of fish fillets, dipped in sauce, handed to the summer Yang mouth, "come on, taste it, open your mouth."

Summer Yang with open mouth to eat fish fillets, he saw next to a pair of young lovers are also so feeding each other to eat.

"Is it delicious?" Jiaming asked with clear and transparent eyes.

It's delicious, crispy, fragrant and slightly spicy. It's good to eat occasionally.

"Average." He said that interest is not great.

Jiaming pouts her lips and eats by herself. Forget it, don't force him. Old men are always very picky.

At this time, came a mother holding a child, is looking around for a seat.

Near noon, the fast-food restaurant is often crowded. Fortunately, they arrive early to get seats. Young mothers are not so lucky. Now the company has a long line, let alone seats.

Jiaming quickly and politely stood up, "Auntie, sit here, we're going to have a good meal."

"Well, thank you, little girl. There are so many people. The child likes to eat, so he has to bring her with her father."

The young mother is very beautiful. The little girl in her arms is about four or five years old. She is very pink. It's really lovely.

"Auntie, how old is your child?"

The young mother covered her mouth with a smile, a little embarrassed, "four years old... Alas, when I have a child, I will be called aunt. In fact, I prefer to be called my sister, and I'm not a few years older than you." She sneaked up to Jiaming's ear and said, "this child is out of plan. I gave birth at the age of 20."

Jiaming also smiles. She is only twenty-four years old. Her aunt really calls her elder sister She immediately changed her tongue and gave a sweet cry.

Young mother happily teased the child, "Niuniu, call little sister quickly, thank you for giving us the seat."

"Thank you, little sister..." the little girl was very sweet.

Summer Yang sat opposite, drank a mouthful of sake, silently looking at the opposite.

The young mother suddenly said to him, "Hello, sir, do you also bring your niece to eat roast eel? Hehe, now children and big children like to eat, and I like it very much. "

The atmosphere froze on the spot. Did you bring your niece to roast eel? Does it have to be a niece? Can't girlfriends? Can't a wife?

Summer Yang face, stare at the young mother for a while, stood up a pull Jiaming, words did not say a word to pull her away.

Jiaming put her hand in front of her forehead and said apologetically, "elder sister, he has a strange temper. Don't blame him. Goodbye, Niuniu. Goodbye."