Daddy, don't flirt

Chapter 326: Precious and Beautiful.

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. Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

Sure enough, she finds it.

A few words "Director 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 clear.

The handwriting engraved with the knife on it shows how angry the owner is, as if venting all her fury to it.

"What are you looking at?" Before he knew it, Dan has already climbed over the wall and came behind her.

For fear that he would see it, Jamie rushes out.

No longer hesitating, Dan chases her immediately.

Today is Friday. Almost all the students in the school have gone home. Some of the students who stay at the school are all on the third grade, struggling for the graduation exam next year.

The night is dim, and it is December, and the wind blows on your face as if someone is scratching your face with a blade.

Jamie is not a strong woman. He catches her at the middle of the playground and finds her almost out of her breath, gasping with her cherry mouth.

However, Dan is still calm and relaxed, as if he was walking in his garden just now, his feet not rushing, and heart, so pleasantly tranquil.

"What are you running for?" Dan slightly curled his lips, his eyes illuminating the street lamps around the playground, bright like stars, soft and charming light shining in them.

Jamie gave him her rolled eyes, "Exercise after a supper." After saying that, she was breathing hard with her hands on her knees, gasping and blaming herself in heart for this toil!

Seeing that she was really uncomfortable, Dan shook his head with lovable despise, stretching out his hand on her back to gently pat her.

Finally, Jamie finally eases up his breath, but her face gets red by the cold wind, her body not warmed up from the running just now, but cooled down by the wind instead.

Her period hasn't left yet, she almost forgot.

Dan frowned slightly, untied the off-white scarf around his neck and wrapped it around her neck, softly reprimanding, "Why don't you wear a scarf when you come out. I won't care about you if you catch a cold."

Jamie smirked while pursing her lovely mouth, a pair of charming eyes suspecting what he just said ——she would believe anything but that he would ever ignore her.

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

Sure enough, Dan doesn't take out her little paw, but instead wraps her little hands with his hands. His palms are wide and dry and warm, in sharp contrast with the temperature of her hands.

"Your hands are 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 wearing one by one.

"What are you doing?" Jamie's small face suddenly turned red, and he quickly covered his clothes, zipped up, and looked at him defensively.

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

"Yes, did you think so? perrrrvert!" Jamie's face flushes, and she stuttered such a sentence, pulling the zipper to the top, her whole body tense.

Pervert?

Dan raises his eyebrows and stares at her, takes out his hands from his pocket, reaches out and grabs her little hand so that she cannot escape, and then gently pulls her into his arms, using the coat jacket to wrap her small body.

He leans close to her and sighs to her ear, "Before I was a boss, now a pervert?"

Jamie's cold face is against his warm chest, and the whole person feels that her temperature is gradually getting warmer as if it is getting hot outside, rubbing against the woolen sweater on his overcoat, soft and comfortable.

"Do you want to know, what is a real pervert?" Dan continues, and then reaches out his hand to cup her face, beautiful black eyes looking straight into hers relentlessly.

Jamie is about to say no but is suddenly sealed by his lips, and swallowed everything she wanted to say.

This is in the school, why is he so bold?

She is now so afraid of being seen by others, can't help feeling nervous, and even her heart gets over- speedy. She stretched out her hand and punches his chest.

While kissing Jamie, Dan freed up a hand and grabbed both of her hands, and with his forehead pressed against her forehead, gently and finely tosses his lips around hers.

In a few seconds, her nervous heart was calmed a lot, and she starts to respond him timidly.

Under the light, the two are kissing so ecstatically that they seemed to be coated with a blur of dazzling light, like a dream.

"Who are the two on the playground? Which class? Openly kiss so boldly! I will report such a demerit!" Like a quack squeezed out of the duck's throat, a cry interrupts the lingering kissing people.

The two separated immediately and looked at the person who came.

"Holy! why is this old woman still in this place?" Jamie looked at the obese figure running towards them in the distance, somewhat speechless.

This old woman was her former director Wang, known as the Destroy Nun, and now she has become a Beijing roast pig.

God, she can see them so far, her eyesight is really good.

Director Wang started running, the fat on her body trembled and he was particularly happy.

"Let’s get off, it won’t be good to be caught by her." Jamie grasped Dan’s hand, seeing that the director has already run towards them from the stairs over there. It would be so embarrassing to be caught off guarding doing such thing.