Aspire For Love Wistfully

"Awake? Are you hungry? I asked Su Ming to buy you something to eat. You eat for a while and then go home. Your mother has made a lot of delicious food for you. "

Jiang Yao didn't open her mouth. She looked at the food on the table in front of her and smelled that the fragrance was from Jingyuan, the restaurant she liked.

"Don't you eat it?"

"You eat, dad has a little thing to do. After a while, we'll go home together. Oh, by the way, did you tell Yanyan that girl, let her eat at home together."

Jiang's father answered her as he dealt with his own things.

"She has arrived."

Jiang Yao opened the bag and took out the food. Because she was hungry, she didn't care too much. Pick up a piece of brown sugar Ciba and put it into your mouth. Chew it slowly and swallow it into your stomach.

After a few mouthfuls in a row, Jiang Yao was almost full. There are still some dishes inside. Without moving, Jiang Yao finished the brown sugar Ciba.

She tied the bag and took the last piece of Ciba in the bowl to Jiang Fu.

For the chopsticks suddenly stretched over, Jiang Fu Leng for a while, looking up at his daughter. She looks a little uncomfortable, but a little awkward.

"I don't want to eat it. You can eat it. Just wait. Dad will take care of it."

The reason why Jiang Yao gave it to him was that he should have been hungry after working all afternoon. He knew how hard it was to work on the mountain of documents, so he took one and the last one.

This brown sugar Ciba is not only her favorite food, but also his favorite.

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She didn't take it away because Jiang's father said he didn't want to eat. Instead, she kept the posture still. Jiang's father had no choice but to smile. It's lovely that Jiang Yao cares about her, hehe~

"Dad, eat, eat."

A piece of ten centimeter long Ciba was divided into two bites by him. As a result, he choked because he ate it too quickly. Jiang Yao reluctantly patted him on the back to help her.

He quickly ran to the water dispenser to get him a glass of water and fed him himself.

"Slow down, can't you? Who robbed you?"

Jiang's father coughed and laughed. The smile on his face couldn't be restrained.

"It's funny to laugh, huh."

Jiang Yao snorted, turned away, sat on the sofa, picked up a magazine and read it. Ignoring Jiang's father's intention, Jiang's father sat on the chair and continued to do his own business with a helpless smile.

After reading magazines for a while, Jiang Yao gets up to make a cup of coffee and plays with her mobile phone while drinking. Because she is not very interested in these fashion magazines, it would be much better to be Shen Yanyan.

On her mobile phone, Jiang Yao idly rummaged through her circle of friends to see where they had gone to play, what they had eaten, what cosmetics to recommend, or what good-looking clothes they had.

For the first time, she felt what she was doing and did nothing.

I feel bored after reading too many of these things. I just want to put down my mobile phone and hear a voice. It's a picture sent by Shen Yanyan to her. Above are some of the meals that have been prepared, looking very appetizing.

Maybe it's because the pixels of the camera are good, and the technology of the photographer is good. So it makes people feel hungry and want to eat.

She took a sip of water and swallowed it together.

Shen Yanyan usually not only eat, shopping design, clothing, but also a long-standing hobby, that is photography. And because of photography, she also made a small sum of money, and specially invited her to a big meal, which she still remembers.

Especially when she won the prize, she took her camera everywhere and took pictures everywhere. After several times also won a few awards, but the back seems not so keen.

The passion for shooting gradually dissipated and disappeared. However, occasionally I see some pictures she takes, which are rarely sent out, or are not satisfied and deleted.

Up to now, Shen Yanyan still keeps her photos in her camera, and only her photos have not been deleted.

"Let's go, Yao Yao. Dad's finished."

When Jiang Yao was lost in thought, Jiang's father finished his work, and her voice pulled her back. She black screen, picked up the bag on the side.

Jiang's father walked in front, took Jiang Yao's bag from her hand and held it in his own hand. The whole movement is like flowing water without any discomfort.

Jiang Yao didn't care, because when she was with Jiang's father in the past, he took the bag, and she was used to it. Out of the door of the office, some noticed that people on their side were very surprised, probably because of what he was holding, her bag.

"You all go home early and have a rest."

Jiang's father was seldom in a good mood today, so he said something casually, which scared them out of their wits. Because Jiang's father had never shown such a situation before, everyone thought that he was evil.

He didn't respond. Jiang's father felt embarrassed. Maybe he couldn't get their response, so he left with a calm face. When he appeared angry, they recovered and said in unison, "Mr. Jiang, go slowly."

Jiang Yao was holding a smile until she came to the elevator.

Along the way, Jiang Yao was very happy because of this. At first, Jiang's father had nothing to do, and then he let it go. It's rare for her to be so happy. Let him go.

When they were about to get home, Jiang's mother called Jiang's father and asked where they had been. Because Jiang's father was driving, he gave his mobile phone to Jiang Yao directly.

Jiang Yao said that she was about to arrive, and Jiang's mother urged her to turn off the phone. It was only a few minutes' journey before they arrived at the entrance of the villa.

Open the door, Jiang Yao change shoes, Jiang father stopped the car and came in. Shen Yanyan came out when she heard the sound. She was wearing an apron and holding chopsticks in her hand. She waved to her happily.

"Yao Yao, you're back. I'll cough."

Shen Yanyan vaguely said a word, and before she arrived, she began to cough violently. Her face was red and her hands were pressing her thighs. She looked very painful.

Jiang Yao looked at her speechless and patted her on the back until the bone stuck in her throat swallowed into her stomach.

"Who made you so anxious? I've told you many times not to talk when you eat. Now I know it's hard."

She couldn't help saying that Shen Yanyan had met her once or twice, but she just didn't listen.

Shen Yanyan wiped her tears, recovered her heart and lungs, and said, "I'm not happy to see you. What's the matter? Don't you think I'm ok, hehe."

Shen Yanyan is just like this. She is still suffering. Now she can say that she has a smile.