Fantasy Westward Journey My Items Can Be Realized

Chapter 189 flower shop opening

This time Dad went out to work and earned more than 2000 yuan. He stuffed all the money he earned into red envelopes, and he even took some money out of his own money, but he was still very happy.

The youngest son also has a girlfriend, who looks so virtuous, anyway, she is much more pleasing to the eye than the eldest daughter-in-law.

Watching his father drive away, Zhou Jiaming took his second daughter to the house in the city through another exit.

After entering the room, there is no need to hide anymore, I took out the Qiankun bag and put in some souvenirs my mother had prepared.

Then, holding Pan Geyan on the left and Gao Xiaoyu on the right, they crossed the fixed teleportation array in the transfer station together and returned to the villa in Guancheng.

Pan Geyan looked at the two red envelopes in Gao Xiaoyu's hand, and said enviously, "Look, how much money is inside."

Going back this time, she can only get acquainted with Zhou Jiaming's family as a god-sister, so she is naturally quite envious of Xiaoyu's treatment.

Gao Xiaoyu also took out two red envelopes, and she counted the red envelopes given by her father, and it happened to be 3399, and she could see the long-lasting meaning.

The red envelope given by my mother was even thicker. The stack of red notes was exactly 1 yuan, with a brand new one yuan on top.

Then the total amount of this red envelope is [-] yuan, which naturally means that it is one in a million.

Seeing Pangeyan's envious eyes, Xiaoyu handed her the ten thousand and one red envelope, "Why don't you take this?"

Pan Geyan shook her head and said, "Forget it, Mom gave it to you, I will eventually..."

Zhou Jiaming hugged her Pan Geyan and said, "It's okay, I'll find a way to explain it to them in the future."

After all, Xiaoyu kept the money, and now it represents the approval of her family.

After staying at home for a few days, I feel comfortable in the villa again.

After returning from his hometown, it was night again, Gao Xiaoyu checked the time, Zhou Jiaming was still comforting Pan Geyan.

She went out to buy vegetables and cook.

Coaxing Pan Geyan well, Zhou Jiaming also returned to the workshop where he hadn't been in for a long time.

Log in to Fantasy Westward Journey, brush up the dungeon missions for a while, and spend some free time at home these days as a teacher and a treasure map.

Pan Geyan was beside him watching him play the game.

It wasn't until Xiaoyu came back from shopping that he went down to cook with her.

Zhou Jiaming took the opportunity to show some flowers, carnations, lilies, and most of them were peonies.

Even Zhou Jiaming got two more red roses and golden orchids, and he put them away specially.

Those flowers that can be obtained by catching ghosts were randomly put into the storage bag.

After clearing only one copy, I heard Xiaoyu calling him to go down for dinner.

Zhou Jiaming hung up the game, and when he went downstairs, he saw Xiaoyu bringing the noodles made by Pan Geyan.

That style is still the one my mother used to make, tomato and egg noodles.

It seems that when I went home this time, my mother also handed over some local dishes from the family to Xiaoyu.

"That's right, I can make my family's special pasta." Zhou Jiaming praised.

"Mom taught me a lot, making dumplings and making noodles. I will make them for you next time." Gao Xiaoyu was also very happy.

Pan Geyan also said: "I can also make dumplings, pancakes, and vegetable boxes."

In the past few days at home, apart from the two more formal reunion dinners, Zhou Jiaming was invited to cook them.

At other times, it is my mother who brings Xiaoyu and Pangeyan to prepare these special hometown delicacies in the kitchen.

"Are you used to eating?" Zhou Jiaming asked.

He was also afraid that the two girls would not be used to that kind of diet, after all, his hometown still mostly eats pasta.

"Get used to it." Gao Xiaoyu said.

"It's okay." This was Pan Geyan's answer. She was still used to eating rice, and she felt as if she hadn't eaten without rice.

"Don't keep remembering what I like to eat, you can cook what you like, I am very casual."

"Stop talking, let's eat." Pan Geyan took the initiative to serve everyone a bowl of noodles.

"It smells so good. Miss Xiaoyu has already been passed down by my mother. This taste is the same as what I eat at home." Pan Geyan tried it first.

Seeing that she was able to get used to it, Zhou Jiaming began to eat noodles happily.

I have to say that the noodles made by Gao Xiaoyu are really delicious. Zhou Jiaming also eats a lot now, and he ate three bowls by himself.

Fortunately, they are already familiar with his appetite, so they intentionally cook a little too much, otherwise it is really not enough.

I didn't go far after the meal, so I wandered around in the small park at the door to digest food.

Zhou Jiaming returned to the workshop and began to complete the tasks he had left behind in the past few days.

It wasn't until after nine o'clock in the evening that he washed and walked into Gao Xiaoyu's room.

Zhou Jiaming couldn't stand it anymore looking at the delicate body of a beautiful woman who had been washed clean and soft like jade.

Unexpectedly, Xiaoyu said: "You should go to Yanyan's room first. She is a little sad that she didn't get the red envelope today. I'll just wait for you."

"This..." Zhou Jiaming saw that the cute Xiaoyu was so thoughtful in everything now.

Kissed her on the face and said, "Okay then, wait for me..."

Zhou Jiaming, who was about to go to another bedroom, suddenly turned around and asked Xiaoyu, "Why don't the three of us just live in one room."

Xiaoyu's face was red, the three of them together, that kind of thing is still very shy.

But she still whispered: "Well, if Yanyan wants to, I have no problem."

Only then did Zhou Jiaming happily enter Pan Geyan's room.

With the passage of time, that favorability is now getting higher and higher, and even Pan Geyan's favorability for him has exceeded 1500.

The soft and wide duvet covered her body, with a faint and familiar body fragrance. Xiaoyu slept close to his body, with one hand on his neck, sideways, her slender legs intertwined with him, The girl's skin is delicate and smooth, like satin, giving people a very good touch.

Yanyan always slept sideways with her back facing him, and she used his left hand as a pillow to press her under her body as usual. With her fingers, she could feel her light breathing, and with a slight movement, she could touch the girl. Lips parted in deep sleep.

It is difficult to escape from such a state of entangled limbs, but Jia Ming has finally been tested for a long time, and gently withdraws his hands, squirms, and quietly removes Yanyan's hand.

He put on a pair of trousers, tucked up the quilt for the girls who were still sleeping on the bed, kissed them lightly on the forehead, then pushed the door out and walked onto the balcony.

Dawn broke and the sun was shining. Jia Ming, who was preparing breakfast for his second daughter, also made plans for today.

The flower shop that has been in preparation for Pan Geyan for a long time will also officially open.

(End of this chapter)