domesticated vicious dog

Chapter 82 Good things

"Da Fei must be sad to hear you say that, but he got up for breakfast at 06:30."

"It must have been forced by you..." Su Deng grumbled.

Da Fei is a Samoyed raised by Jiang's family. She gave her the name. She has pretty white hair and looks like a broom when he was a child. He likes to mop the floor with his face. The cleanliness Su Deng always avoids him.

After dawdling on the bed for a while, Su Deng got up to wash up, and left the house with a small satchel on his back.

The two families in Jiangsu lived on the top of Jingting Mountain, not far from each other. When she was a child, Su Deng often went there to play. After getting familiar with the terrain, she found a small path, which was faster and she didn't even have to pass the gate of the house.

The light of the morning brings a freshness that has not been contaminated by the secular world. On the path shaded by the trees, Su Deng walks leisurely humming an unknown song. Before walking for a long time, a Chinese-style villa emerges in the quiet mountain forest.

Under the variegated green trees, the pavilions and pavilions stand quietly, peaceful and far away, and the atmosphere of restraint and restraint is not found in the extremely luxurious European-style villas of her family.

All the way was unimpeded, entering the living room, Xia Ai saw her, and greeted her with a smile: "Little lamp is here, come in and sit."

"Aunt Jiang." Su Deng called out sweetly.

"Come and play with Jiang Zhou, I'll call him for you." After speaking, she asked the servant to go upstairs to talk.

Suddenly, a cheerful dog barking suddenly came.

The extremely fast white figure rushed towards her with lightning speed.

Su Deng was prepared, turned around and ran upstairs.

Just as Jiang Zhou came down, she hurriedly hid behind him.

"Take care of your dog."

Jiang Zhou couldn't help curling his mouth as he watched her tightening his clothes, obviously terrified, but deliberately amplifying her voice to embolden him.

"stop laughing!"

Seeing that she was in a hurry, Jiang Zhou hurriedly comforted her, "Da Fei, my sister is busy now and can't play with you, can you go down first?"

Da Fei shook his tail, gave a low "Wow" a few times, and left obediently.

Su Deng heaved a sigh of relief, rolled his eyes and said, "It's really not as good as my family's Gun Gun."

"Gun Gun is still sleeping." Jiang Zhou touched her head, turned around and said to his mother downstairs: "Mom, I took Su Deng upstairs."

Different from Su Deng's princess room full of pink bubbles and piles of dolls, Jiang Zhou's room is also warm in color, but it is simple, clear and orderly.

He took her to the writing table and sat down, and took out two plates from the side by magic, which contained corn, toast, eggs and milk.

The steaming hot air floated in front of my eyes like fog.

Surprise appeared in Su Deng's eyes, and he reached out to take it, "How do you know I didn't have breakfast!"

"Don't worry, it's all yours." Jiang Zhou looked at the girl in front of him like a little squirrel, eating bit by bit, her cheeks gradually puffed up, she was so cute.

While eating, Su Deng suddenly thought of a serious question. She glanced at the door, and then approached Jiang Zhou and whispered, "Aunt Jiang allows you to eat in the room?"

Jiang Zhou peeled the egg and shook his head naturally.

Su Deng's eyes widened, and the black eyes were round and fixed, "Then you still..."

I can't blame her for making a fuss. She once ate at Jiang's table, and said that Jiang's parents were really strict with Jiang Zhou's tutoring.

You can't talk at the table, you can't make a sound while eating, and you even have requirements on how to behave when picking up dishes, how to arrange chopsticks, and so on.

Only that time, Su Deng carefully avoided coming to their house during meal times.

It's so frustrating.

Jiang Zhou didn't respond, he still calmly broke open the peeled egg, separated the yolk inside, and put the remaining white on the plate in front of Su Deng.

"Our family has had breakfast a long time ago, and these are specially reserved for a certain little slob."

A delighted smile jumped into Su Deng's eyes, and she pinched her throat and said, "Brother Zhou, you are so kind to him..."

After breakfast, Su Deng finally asked about the purpose of the trip.Jiang Zhou mysteriously took her to his study.

After his eyes touched the huge painting on the wall, Su Deng froze in place.

"This is what my father and I got from the charity auction last night..."

It took a long time for Su Deng to regain his wandering consciousness, and anxiously whispered something in Jiang Zhou's ear.

In the evening, the sky is full of dusk.

Su Deng walked out of Jiang's gate, but Song Chen's elegant and handsome face appeared in his mind.

How could it be so coincidental?
Not long ago, she learned how to verify the authenticity of Lu Manman's "Three Jasmines". Jiang Zhou got the painting from the auction, and after X-ray scanning, it was indeed as Song Chen said.

Due to the long time, as Lu Manman's daughter, she doesn't remember whether she has the habit of drawing branches first before painting.

But all this is too coincidental.

It's like a coincidence...the appearance of the painting in Jiang Zhou's study was to prove Song Chen's words.

Su Deng shook her head and decided to put this matter aside for now. It is a good thing to find "Three Jasmines". Compared with doubting Song Chen, she is more willing to believe that they met by chance. A loving and righteous person in the homeland, especially since he saved her last time.

Thinking of this, Su Deng suddenly realized that she hadn't seen him for a long time, and she still wanted to ask him more about her mother, so she had to find a way to ask him out.

As the sun was setting, Su Deng walked into the house, casually threw the bag on the sofa, touched his stomach and shouted: "Mother Hu, do you have any cakes? I want the ones with cocoa powder sprinkled on top."

Hu Meijuan heard the voice, came out of the kitchen, and immediately ran to her when she saw her, "Oh, miss, you are back."

She looked around her, as if she was sure she was fine, she immediately wiped the water stains on her apron, took out her mobile phone, and made a call.

"What's the matter?" Su Deng was a little confused.

Hu Meijuan nodded her forehead, "Where did you go to play, my little ancestor, he disappeared early in the morning, thought you ran away from home."

Su Deng stuck out his tongue playfully, and argued: "Where did I go to play? I went to Jiang Zhou's house to look at paintings..."

"Okay, it's good to be back..." The busy tone rang, and the call was quickly connected.

"Hey, it's me."

"Miss has come back."

"Yeah, okay, then take your time on the road."

After hanging up the phone, Hu Meijuan glared at her again, "I've been looking for you all day at home, and the young master has also gone out to look for you. You child is really worrying. I'm so worried to death. I'm just afraid of you alone." What will happen to the girls outside?"

Su Deng pouted, and said indifferently: "I'm such a big man, can I still lose it?"

Hu Meijuan grabbed her hand and said: "That's not what I said. If something happens to you, the master and wife will be very sad, and the young master, you don't know. That child has gone crazy since he knew you were gone in the morning." I'm looking for you in the same way, I didn't eat lunch..."

Su Deng gradually became agitated, and interrupted her babbling directly, "Okay, Mama Hu, am I here right now? Besides, do I need other dogs to pretend to be kind?"

(End of this chapter)