Daddy, don't flirt

It turns out that the thing in Jamie's kitchen that looks like salt is sugar——both white, so how is he to blame?

"..."

Fortunately, the following dishes are all normal, neither too sweet nor too salty, but Jamie doesn’t think that they were made by Dan. It’s so possible that 80% of them were made out quite normal just because he accidentally confused the sugar and salt again…

After the meal, Jamie packs her things, returns the keys to the property center, and leave with Dan.

It’s only six o'clock in the evening and a waste of time to go back like this, so she suggests getting off the car and go shopping in the nearby commercial street.

Strolling around, the two couldn't help but walk to the high school they had both attended before. This high school is particularly famous in City A and is an institution of high level.

She stretched out her hands and patted on the edge of the wall, calculating the height of the wall and the probability that she could climb over it.

When she was in high school, she would often climb up and then get out from this wall with Wendy, and then run to the commercial street over there to eat delicious food they enjoyed.

It's a pity that she can't go back anymore, but the memories become more and more precious and beautiful.

She was thinking about it, but her body suddenly vacates, and her whole person was higher than the wall.

Looking out from here, she can see an old tree by the wall. She was a little surprised. Why is this tree still here?

"Go quick onto it! I can barely stand you weight." Dan's low urging sound came from below. She stops hesitating, holding the wall with adept, and then lifts her petite body up and then down, over it as light as a feather.

Before Dan comes over, she quickly runs to the tree, looking for something.

Sure enough, she finds it.

Wang, Jamie is going to kill you" are engraved on the tree trunk. Although many years have passed, the traces remain unchanged and are still very

how angry the owner is, as if venting all her fury

you looking at?" Before he knew it, Dan has already climbed over the

would see it,

longer hesitating, Dan chases

home. Some of the students who stay at

night is dim, and it is December, and the wind blows on your face

of the playground and finds

relaxed, as if he was walking in his garden just now, his feet not rushing, and

for?" Dan slightly curled his lips, his eyes illuminating the street lamps around the playground, bright like stars, soft

that, she was breathing hard with her hands on

his head with lovable despise, stretching out

by the cold wind, her body not warmed up from the running just now, but cooled down by the wind

left

frowned slightly, untied the off-white scarf around his neck and wrapped it around her neck, softly reprimanding, "Why don't you wear

lovely mouth, a pair of charming eyes suspecting what he just said——she would believe anything

right." Jamie says, putting his cold little hands into Dan's coat pocket, and approaching him

little paw, but instead wraps her little hands with his hands. His palms are wide and dry and warm, in sharp contrast with

so cold! How much have you put on yourself?" He frowned, stretched out his hand and unzipped her top, and counted how the pieces of clothes she was

suddenly turned red, and he quickly covered his

the expression on Dan's face was incomparably innocent. He looked at her, "To find out how much have

and she stuttered such a sentence, pulling

Pervert?

her little hand so that she