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Chapter 22

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Isn't this Ai Mi 'er? Did you change into a new set of clothes today? Are you the Hundred Faces Sakura?

This time, she tied the bow around her tender neck, and the prop that held the two ponytails in place was replaced by a thin red hair tie. She wore a black dress with a gothic style, white stockings inside, and a pair of doll shoes with thick soles. There were even two silver crosses on the soles … This unusual outfit really looked like something a celebrity would do!

She also wore a pair of sunglasses to hide her identity.

If you really want to hide your identity, don't dress so dazzlingly? Speaking of which, your blonde hair is bright enough! Although there have been more and more foreigners in the city over the past few years, and people have started to get used to it, and there are no longer any inhumane and impolite behavior of watching foreign guests. But a well-dressed doll like you walking in the crowd will still attract a lot of attention!

Also, the size of the sunglasses she bought was a bit too big, and there was always a tendency for it to slide off her slightly upturned nose, and she had to use her hands to hold it from time to time.

She pushed the shopping cart with great difficulty, and looked around every few steps, as if she was afraid of being followed.

Could it be that she was paranoid because of a stalker in the US?

Finally, she stopped under the shelf that sold potato chips.

Even through the sunglasses, her blue eyes could be seen flashing with a desire for potato chips.

It was like a cat that had been starving for three days and saw dried fish that it hadn't seen for a long time.

Is it that exaggerated? Isn't potato chips a junk food invented by you Americans? You should be tired of eating all kinds of potato chips in the US, right?

Ai Mi 'er reached out to grab the canned potato chips on the shelf.

But the height of the potato chips was a bit ridiculous. Ai Mi 'er, who was only 1.4 meters tall, couldn't even reach it with her tiptoes. She desperately stretched her arms, desperately trying to reach the potato chips that were higher.

Still couldn't reach it.

She stopped to take a few breaths, then tried again with her tiptoes.

She tried so hard to make a "woo woo ~ ~" sound, but it was still in vain.

Eh, her expression is so unresigned! She sounded aggrieved and fierce, as if she was saying, "God must hate me!" Do you want to eat potato chips that much? For the sake of eating potato chips, you don't even respect God? If Satan could help you get the chips, you might not hesitate to sign a contract with Satan for the chips. Even if the world was destroyed, you would be content to sit aside and enjoy the apocalypse while eating chips, right?

But the tallymen were probably owed their wages by Wal-Mart. They must have placed the chips so high to take revenge on the company, right? This kind of children's food should be placed at the bottom!

There wasn't anyone around the snack aisle, but even if there was, the prideful girl wouldn't ask for help. The last time I tried to give her directions, she scolded me instead.

Huh? Still not willing to give up? Did he realize that he couldn't get the chips with his height, so he started to climb up the shopping cart? Did he want to use the shopping cart as a stepping stone to obtain the precious chips?

Be careful, even if you are very light, it is still very dangerous! Hey, hey, it's starting to shake! Waving her arms and twin ponytails for balance was useless! It was about to fall! It was really going to fall! You'll hit your head!

I took a big stride forward and caught Ai Mi 'er from behind when she fell.

She was very light, and her waist felt like it would break at the slightest touch. I held her waist with both hands and gently placed her on the ground like a kitten.

Ai Mi 'er was still in a state of shock, her small chest was heaving up and down, and her sunglasses were completely crooked. It was quite funny hanging on her face.

Once she recovered, she immediately broke free from my hands. It seemed like she felt very embarrassed, her face was bright red, and she had an annoying expression of "Who asked you to be nosy".

She bit her lips and looked towards me. After seeing my face, she was clearly startled.

I decided to speak first before she scolded me. At least I had to tease her a bit and teach her a lesson.

"What? You want chips? Can you tell me if you want chips? If you don't tell me, how would I know you want chips? "

Ai Mi 'er was scared by my strange words and took a step back. She must have never seen "Journey to the West".

I enjoyed the look of horror on the face of the doll, who had a terrible personality, and went on:

"It's impossible that I won't give it to you if you don't want it, but I have to give it to you if you don't want it ~ ~"

"Stalker!!"

Ai Mi 'er screamed at me.

"Who are you calling a stalker? I'm an eminent monk from the Tang Dynasty of the East!"

"Pervert!!"

Her voice was getting higher and I was a little worried that it would attract the security guards.

So I casually reached out and grabbed a can of chips from the shelf. I raised it to a position where Ai Mi 'er couldn't reach and shook it.

"Do you want chips? Miss Ai Mi 'er? "

I originally wanted to say that, but when I said "Ai Mi 'er", maybe because I'm not used to pronouncing foreign names, I accidentally lost a syllable and said it instead:

"Do you want chips? Miss Ai Mi 'er? "

I blushed, I didn't expect my English to be this bad. I can even mispronounce a name that has already been translated into Chinese.

Ai Mi 'er's face showed confusion and suspicion.

"Stalker, how do you know my real name?"

"Ah?"

"Ai Mi 'er is a stage name, only my family calls me Ai Mi!"

Did I accidentally stumble upon it? But I think Ai Mi is a good name! It's closer to a normal Chinese name, and the pronunciation is also short. I've decided, I'll call you Ai Mi from now on!

If it can make you angry, it's just what I want.

Ai Mi had a vigilant posture towards me. I saw that she could kick me at any time, so I also protected my lower body.

"You also appeared at the subway station yesterday … Did my mother send you to monitor me?"

"Ah? I don't know your mother! Besides, who would monitor their own daughter for no reason? "

"Of course it's — —"

Ai Mi was full of grief and indignation as she pointed at the chips suspended in midair.

"Of course it's because of this!!"

"Because of the chips?"

"Of course it's because of the chips!! Because of my mother, I've never eaten potato chips since I was a child until now! Not even once!! "

Ai Mi's face showed a wronged, resentful, and a little flustered.

You really haven't eaten chips even once? Even if it's for the child's health, isn't this mother a bit too much?

But since I know your weakness is chips, I can get revenge for what happened in the subway.

I shook the potato chip can that I was holding in mid-air, and the chips inside rubbed against each other and made a rattling sound.

"What a sly fellow! You're not allowed to shake the can!! "

Ai Mi looks like she's going to cry because of me.

"Do you want it?"

"… …"

"If you want it, then apologize to me. If you apologize, I'll give you the chips."

"… …"

"You don't have to apologize too much. You just have to bow your head and say, 'I'm sorry. I was wrong to kick him last time. I'm just a little girl who smells like milk and doesn't know any better. Please forgive me, big brother.' I'll accept it if you say it like that. "

Ai Mi didn't say anything, but her blue eyes that stared at the chips, and the eagerness in her eyes betrayed her.

"I, I'm not going to apologize to a stalker like you!"

Ai Mi reached into her bulging waist bag and pulled out a stack of brand new hundred-dollar bills. She raised it high to get my attention.

"This is the commission I'm giving you! Give me the chips, and you can take these red bills! "

Ai Mi didn't seem distressed at all when there were at least ten hundred-dollar bills.

Also, because US dollars are green, so your first impression of RMB is red bills?

Using 1000 to buy a can of chips from me (and I'm not even the actual owner), it's really an extravagant behavior that we commoners can't even imagine!

There should be a limit to spending money recklessly! If I could meet a silly rich kid like you every day, I wouldn't have to do anything but stand here and help people get chips, and I could become a millionaire!

"Hurry, take the bills! Do you think it's too little? "

Ai Mi took out another stack from her bag.

"Plus these! In exchange for the chips in your hand! No matter how greedy you are, it should be enough! "

In this situation, it's practically crazy to get chips!

I felt like I teased her enough, so I handed over the can of chips in my hand.

Ai Mi received the chips with sparkling eyes. She wanted to hug it to her chest and give it a few kisses. The way she hugged the chips, it was as if she was hugging an Oscar for Best Actress.

"Here's the commission we agreed on!"

Ai Mi poked my arm with the stack of bills.

"Then take the commission and leave! You have no value to me anymore! "

She had the appearance of an infuriating young miss.

I didn't take the stack of bills.

It's not that I treat money like dirt, but I knew that if I took it, the disdain in Ai Mi's blue eyes would become even stronger.

I don't know why, but I really don't want to be looked down upon by this little doll.

"Why aren't you taking it? Aren't you Celestial Empire people the most greedy? "

I suddenly wanted to laugh, why do Americans call us' Celestial Empire people ', that's what we use to laugh at ourselves on the internet.

But since you can use advanced words like 'your sister' when we first met, you must have already reached level 10 in Chinese.

Judging from her proficiency in Chinese, it's definitely not something that can be achieved by studying for a while.

I'm afraid she has been listening and speaking Chinese since she was a child. Other than the fact that she doesn't write very often and her handwriting is still like an elementary school student, it's definitely not inferior to Chinese people of the same age.

Since she's mixed-race, does she have Chinese blood flowing in her body? Is her father Chinese, or is her mother Chinese?

"Bye bye, keep the bills for yourself. Hurry up and put them away so thieves don't think of them."

I turned around and left.

"You — — get back here!"

I ignored her and continued to walk.

"I still have work for you!"

I was a bit curious, so I stopped and looked back at her.

Ai Mi pointed to the top of the shelf. Although she was reluctant and embarrassed, she finally shouted:

"One can isn't enough! Bring me more chips!! "

I was annoyed and amused at the same time, so I went back and took 5 or 6 cans of chips, a total of three different brands, and put them into Ai Mi's shopping cart.

Ai Mi was satisfied.

"You … really don't want the commission?"

"Chinese people don't eat handouts, and we're all living Lei Feng. Is there anything else?"

Ai Mi didn't really understand my words. She frowned and thought for a while, then turned her head and snorted:

"There's nothing else, go away!"

I put one hand in my pocket, turned around with a cool posture, and walked away from Ai Mi.

I'll let you American imperialists see the noble character of the people of China!

I didn't pay attention to where Ai Mi went, and I began to make plans for my dinner.

I bought vegetarian meatballs, flower rolls, and a bit of soy sauce beef.

I also bought the onions that my dad ordered.

I went to the cashier to pay.

I placed all the food in the basket, and while humming the theme song of Tai Chi Zhang SanFeng, I leisurely walked through the freezer section of the supermarket.

Suddenly, I saw Ai Mi again.

I saw that there were two large 2.5 liter bottles of cola in her shopping cart, which made the cart even heavier, and she was pushing it with all her might.

She was also aimless, after pushing for a while, she would stop and look around with a slightly sad and helpless expression.

When she passed by an employee, she seemed to want to ask something, but in the end, she bit her lips and didn't ask.

She continued to push the squeaky shopping cart, walking proudly and alone.

Hidden behind the haughtiness was a look of loneliness that was swallowing its tears back into its stomach.

Don't tell me … you got lost again!?

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