Chapter 159 I Don’t Miss You at All
When Tong Wanwan walked out of the school gate, the street across the street was still bustling with people.
Among various protective gear stores and restaurants, there is a pink shop that is very eye-catching. There are many girls coming in and out, carrying shopping bags in their hands, looking very surprised.
"When did this store open?" Tong Wanwan touched her chin, a little curious.
The 1551 system took a quick look and said, "It's been around for a while, right? Wanwan, you haven't even visited it, so of course you don't know."
"I want to go home and cook."
After all, she still has two cute little ones who are crying for food.
1551: [……]
The small system always felt inexplicably that it could hear a hint of boasting in the host's ordinary words.
When she walked to the opposite street, Tong Wanwan realized that the life-size virtual projection standing in front of the pink shop was actually Eli, the chinchilla who had lived in her house for several months.
The virtual projection was more than a head taller than her, with blond hair and blue eyes, exactly like the major general she had seen.
If it weren't for the somewhat distorted transparency of the virtual projection, Tong Wanwan would really have thought that Eli was standing here promoting the store.
After a quick glance inside the door, she discovered that this was a military academy-branded daily necessities store specializing in small dolls, ornaments, furniture and other daily necessities related to military academy idols.
She saw not only Eli's little doll, but also those of other major generals and admirals.
However, Tong Wanwan didn't see any small items related to Elvis.
It seems that we cannot obtain the authorization for Mr. Marshal's portrait.
Come to think of it...if it were available for sale, this joint store would definitely be packed with all of Yuanshuai's die-hard fans.
I walked into the store and took a look around, but didn't find any gadgets that I particularly liked.
As she turned to leave, Tong Wanwan suddenly caught a glimpse of a black, casual, imitation-embroidered knitted hat from the corner of her eye. At first glance, the hat looked simple, but then she noticed a small, cute lion pattern on the lower right corner of the folded brim.
What is particularly coincidental is that in order to highlight this small design, the background image is white, which has a strong visual contrast with the black - a little white lion printed on the hat.
When she came to her senses, Tong Wanwan had already reached out and taken the round-top knitted hat from the shelf and put it on to try it out.
There was a mirror next to her. She leaned over and looked at it carefully. She felt that this hat was the type that would become more attractive the more she looked at it.
Perfect for pairing with oversized sweaters and jackets.
"Yiyi," Tong Wanwan summoned the small system in her mind, "Help me take a look, does this hat look good?"
1551 nodded repeatedly: [Beautiful! Very beautiful! It suits Wanwan very well!]
Tong Wanwan blinked, "What if Mr. Marshal is wearing it?"
For some reason, when I saw the hat, I thought it was very suitable for Mr. Marshal.
If you pair it with a fluffy towel...
Just imagining these scenes, she couldn't suppress the urge to curl up the corners of her mouth.
[…So Wanwan wanted to buy it for that guy?] The system immediately shrank. [His words…are just average. Not everyone can pull off a hat like this.]
Tong Wanwan paused.
Yi Yi changed her mind too quickly.
She selectively ignored the following sentence, "Then I'll buy this."
Before going to check out, she also picked up a white knitted hat with the same pattern but opposite colors and took it home.
When Tong Wanwan returned to the villa at around seven o'clock, the housekeeping machine had already followed Daya and Savannah's instructions and prepared a home-cooked meal according to the simple recipes set by Tong Wanwan in the system.
Sometimes the brother and sister are so well-behaved that they don’t seem like normal children.
They knew that if they didn't eat on time, Tong Wanwan would worry about them.
But if Tong Wanwan came back late and they had already finished their meal, they would feel it was too much to leave her alone in the restaurant to finish dinner.
Therefore, they came up with a solution that would have the best of both worlds:
If Tong Wanwan wasn't home by dinner time, they would ask the housekeeping machine to help with the cooking. When it was time for dinner, Daya and Savannah would eat half their fill and rest for a while before continuing to eat when she returned.
This way, I won't be hungry, and I can spend more time with Sister Wanwan...
After dinner, Tong Wanwan spent some time with the brother and sister who had turned into cats, then carried the shopping items back to her room and carefully put them away.
And for the first time ever, he sent a message to Mr. Marshal before eight o'clock.
This time, she attached a selfie of herself wearing a knitted hat.
If it is any other gift, you can give it as a surprise.
But if it is underwear such as ties, hats, shoes, and clothes, you should first ask the other person whether they like it.
Otherwise, the surprise will turn into shock, which is not good.
Normally, Mr. Marshal responded to messages very quickly.
But this time, she waited for nearly ten minutes and did not receive any message from the man's computer.
For the first time ever, Tong Wanwan did not cut the page to do other things.
Instead, he stared at the chat box between the two without blinking.
Mr. Marshal, are you busy now?
She poked at her chat box and suddenly felt that posting her own photo with the question "Does it look good?" was a bit narcissistic.
Tong Wanwan frowned, hesitated for a moment, and planned to withdraw the three words first.
However……
In a moment of quickness, my fingertips slid across the screen and touched the "Video Invite" function.
"Beep—initiating a video chat invitation to the other party."
Tong Wanwan: “!”
Before she could react, the optical computer made another "beep" sound, and the next second, a translucent human-shaped projection gradually appeared.
Tong Wanwan was stunned.
Even his pupils suddenly shrank.
She saw Mr. Marshal, who had just connected to the video chat, was very close to her.
It was like really standing in front of her.
And...it was obvious that the silver-haired man came out of the bathroom in a hurry.
The man who usually buttoned his shirt meticulously to the top and wore a straight military uniform was now hastily putting on a white bathrobe with its collar wide open.
There are crystal clear water droplets, sliding from the chin across the slightly rolling Adam's apple, along the slender neck, all the way into the bone pit deep in the collarbone.
A thin bathrobe could not hide the man's well-proportioned yet explosive body and muscle lines that were as perfect as a god.
The bathroom is just a short distance away.
The door was wide open, and hot air could be vaguely seen coming out of the bathroom.
But...it's inexplicable.
It's clearly a virtual projection, so I can only see it but not touch it.
Tong Wanwan unexpectedly felt a warm breath.
The room was very quiet.
She even heard slightly disordered breathing.
For a moment, she couldn't tell whether it was Mr. Marshal's, hers, or both of them.
(End of this chapter)
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