Reborn genius girl fortune teller

Chapter 257 The Mark of a Housewife

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She also grunted, swallowing the sugar water like a gulp, and then realized that she was swallowing too loudly, which was a bit indecent, so she smiled awkwardly.

But her awkward smile, in his opinion, was really cute and delicate, like a cat's claw, scratching and itching on his heart.

"Sister--"

The voice he called her name was hoarse and magnetic, as if someone was gently plucking the strings of a fine cello with his fingers, and the lake between Yang Zi's eyebrows was rippling...

"Ok?"

She responded with a slightly coquettish tone, her voice was soft, like cotton candy, soft on Long Zhutian's heart.

Long Zhutian swallowed again.

At this time, he had a strong desire to drink her like sugar water.

only--

When he looked at her still looking immature face, thinking that she was only 15 years old now, he forced himself to control it.

He knew that she was at an inappropriate age.

Just wait.

I have waited for ten years, so what if I wait for a few more years?

Thinking of this, he slowly suppressed all his desires, and gradually recovered his normal eyes.

Seeing him putting away his hotness and lust, Yang Zimei's tension was relieved, but she was secretly disappointed.

Nima, her rippling heart is also longing for it!

On the outside, she is a 15-year-old girl, but her soul and heart belong to an older young woman.

Being alone in the room with the person he likes, sparks are sparked, and he is about to be brave and dedicated, but he turns off the fire.

She also knew that he was doing it for her own good, and that it was not easy for him.

She looked down at her still slightly green breasts, and for the first time she longed for herself to grow up and mature quickly.

The two fell silent, you took a sip, I took a sip, and quickly digested the bowl of sugar water.

The bowl was empty, the two of them had nothing to do all of a sudden, and the atmosphere was a bit strange.

"These emeralds—"

Long Zhutian shifted his gaze to the three emeralds on the table.

"I got it today by betting on stones." Yang Zimei stretched out his hand to touch the piece of violet emerald.

"Yes, what are you going to use it for?"

"I'm going to carve this piece of three-color jadeite into a statue of fortune and longevity and give it to my grandma as a birthday present. And this piece of violet, I want to make some accessories to wear by myself. For this piece of green jadeite, I'm going to make some auspicious pendants for others. .” Yang Zimei replied.

"I want it too." Long Zhutian asked for the gift directly like a child.

Yang Zimei rolled his eyes at him, thinking of his black jade pendant, which matched his temperament, "Well, I will give you a jade pendant."

"I want you to carve it yourself." Long chased the sky.

"That's natural." Yang Zimei rolled his eyes, thinking of the mahogany plaque, he took it out of the drawer, "Look, I found another mahogany plaque. Let's see what this pattern represents."

When Long Zhutian saw the mahogany card, his eyes darkened slightly, he took it, carefully inspected the patterns on it, a smile suddenly appeared in his eyes, he pulled a red rope from the side, put it on himself, and told her Said: "Come here, you wear this."

"Why?" Yang Zimei blinked and asked in confusion.

"This is the mark of our housewives. Except for you, no one else is suitable." Long Zhutian said while wrapping his hands around her slender and tender neck, and then tied a simple knot.

The housewife's mark?
Although Yang Zimei was stunned by this thunder, her heart was inexplicably happy.

He was wearing the mahogany card with the owner's logo!

(End of this chapter)