I’m Not Going to Be Bullied By a Girl

Isn't this Emily?By the way, you changed into a new set of clothes today?Are you Cardcaptor Sakura?

This time I tied the bowknot to the immature neck, replaced the props to fix the double ponytails with red thin hair ropes, and wore a black dress with a bit of Gothic style. I wore white stockings inside the skirt, and a pair of thick bottomed skirts under my feet. Doll shoes, with two silver crosses on the upper... This unusual dress really looks like a star would make it!

He also wears a pair of sunglasses to hide his identity.

If you really want to hide your identity, don't wear such dazzling clothes?Saying that your blonde hair is bright enough in itself!Although there have been more and more foreigners in this city over the years, everyone has begun to take it for granted, and there will no longer be such impolite behaviors as inhumane onlookers by foreign guests, but you, a hardcover doll, will still walk in the crowd. Very attractive!

Moreover, the size of the sunglasses she bought is a bit large, and there is always a tendency to slip off her slightly raised nose, so she has to hold it with her hands from time to time.

Pushing the shopping cart hard, looking around after walking a few steps, seems to be afraid of being followed.

Could it be that he was stalked by a stalker in the United States?

Finally stopped under the aisle selling potato chips.

Even through the dark glasses, you can see the longing for potato chips in her blue eyes.

It's like a cat that has been hungry for three days sees a long-lost dried fish.

Is it that exaggerated?Isn’t the junk food like potato chips invented by you Americans?You have long been tired of eating all kinds of potato chips in the United States, right?

Emily reached out for the canned potato chips on the shelf.

But the height at which the potato chips were placed was a little tricky. Emily, who was only 1 meters tall, couldn't reach them even with her feet up. She stretched her arms desperately to reach the high potato chips.

Still not enough.

Pausing to take a few breaths, he raised his feet and tried again.

I tried my best to make a "woo woo~~" sound, but it was still in vain.

Hey, the expression is so unwilling!Wronged and fierce, as if to say "God must hate me!".Are you craving potato chips that much?Do you disrespect your gods just to eat potato chips?If Satan can help you get potato chips, maybe you will not hesitate to sign a contract with Satan for potato chips. Even if the world is destroyed, you will sit on the sidelines and enjoy the doomsday while eating potato chips, right? ?

But the tally staff on the shelves are probably owed wages by Wal-Mart, right?Must have put the potato chips so high in order to get revenge on the company?This kind of children's food should be placed at the bottom!

There was no one next to the snack shelf, but even if there were, she wouldn't be so proud to ask for help, would she?Last time I tried to show her the way but she scolded me.

Huh?Still refuse to give up?Realizing that your height alone is completely out of reach for potato chips and starting to climb into the shopping cart?Want to step on your shopping cart as a stepping stone to your precious potato chips?

Be careful, it's dangerous even if you're underweight!Hey, it's shaking!It's no use waving your arms and ponytails to keep your balance!It's about to fall!Really going to fall!It will fall on the head!

I rushed to the front with a stride, and caught Emily who fell from behind.

She is very light, and the touch of her waist seems to be broken if you touch it lightly. I held her waist with both hands and put her on the ground gently like a kitten.

Ai Mier was still in shock, her small chest was heaving, and her sunglasses were completely crooked, hanging on her face was ridiculous.

After recovering for a while, she immediately broke free from my grasp, as if she felt ashamed, her face was flushed, and she had an annoying expression of "who wants you to meddle in your own business".

She bit her lip and looked at me, and was obviously taken aback when she saw my face.

I decided to speak up before she scolded me, at least to tease her, to teach her a lesson.

"What? Do you want potato chips? If you think it's potato chips, can you tell me? How do I know you want potato chips if you don't tell me?"

Emily took a step back in shock from my weird speech, she must have never watched "A Chinese Journey to the West".

I admired the expression on this bad-natured doll backed away by me, so I went on:

"It's impossible that you want me not to give it to you, but you don't want the reason why I have to give it to you~~"

"stalker!!"

Emily screamed at me.

"Who are you from the Western Regions calling a stalker? I'm an eminent monk from the Eastern Tang Dynasty!"

"abnormal!!"

Her voice was getting higher and higher, and I was a little worried about attracting the security guards.

So I just reached out and grabbed a can of potato chips off the shelf and shook it out of Emily's reach.

"Want potato chips? Miss Emily?"

I wanted to say this, but when I pronounced the word "Ai Mier", it may be because I am not used to pronouncing foreign names, so I accidentally lost a sound and said:

"Want chips, Miss Amy?"

I blushed, I didn't expect my English to be so poor that I could even mispronounce the names of people that had been translated into Chinese.

A look of confusion and doubt appeared on Emily's face.

"Stalker, how did you know my real name?"

"what?"

"Ai Mier is a stage name, only my family members call me Amy!"

Did it happen by mistake?But I think the name Amy is very good!It's closer to a common Chinese name, and the pronunciation is also shorter. It's decided, I'll call you Amy from now on!

If it can make you angry, that's exactly what I want.

Amy was on guard against me. I saw that she might kick me again at any time, so I also protected my lower body.

"You also showed up at the subway station yesterday... Could it be that my mother sent me to watch me?"

"Ah? I don't know your mother! Besides, who wants to spy on his daughter?"

"of course--"

Amy pointed angrily at the potato chips I was dangling in mid-air.

"Of course it's because of this!!"

"Because of the chips?"

"Of course it's because of potato chips!! Because of my mother, I've never eaten potato chips since I was a child! Not once!!"

There was an expression of aggrieved, resentful, and a little exasperated on Amy's face.

Have you really never eaten potato chips?Even if it's for the health of the child, isn't this mother a bit too much?

But now that I know your weakness is potato chips, I can take revenge on the subway.

I shook the potato chip jar that was in mid-empty, and the potato chips inside made a rattling sound.

"Evil-minded guy! Don't shake the jar!!"

Amy looked like she was about to cry out of my anger.

"Do you want to?"

"..."

"Apologize to me if you want, and I'll give you potato chips if you apologize."

"..."

"There is no need to say too much to apologize, just bow your head and say: 'I'm sorry I kicked someone last time. I was completely wrong. I'm a little girl who smells like milk and is ignorant. Big brother, please forgive me'. So I accept it."

Amy remained silent, but her blue eyes fixed on Potato Chip, and the eagerness in them gave her away.

"I-I won't apologize to you, a stalker!"

Amy reached into her bulging waist pouch, pulled out a stack of brand-new renminbi with a denomination of [-] yuan, and tried her best to raise it high to make me notice it.

"This is your commission from Miss Ben! Give me the potato chips, and you can take these red banknotes!"

At least 10 hundred-dollar bills, Amy didn't look distressed at all.

Also, since the US dollar is green, is the first impression of the renminbi a red bill?

Buying a can of potato chips from me (and I am not the actual owner) for 1000 yuan is really a luxury that us ordinary people can't imagine!

There must be a limit to spending money indiscriminately!If I could meet a stupid kid like you who has a lot of money every day, I would be a millionaire if I just stand here and help people fetch potato chips!

"Quick, take the banknotes away! Don't you think it's too little?"

Amy took another stack out of her bag.

"Plus these! Change the potato chips in your hand! No matter how greedy these are, it should be enough!"

In this situation, it is frantic to want to get potato chips!

I felt that teasing her was enough, so I handed over the can of potato chips in my hand.

Amy took the potato chips with twinkling eyes, wishing she could hug her chest and give them a few kisses. The way she hugged the potato chips was like hugging the best actress in the Oscars. Academy Awards.

"I'll give you the promised commission!"

Amy poked my arm with the stack of bills.

"Then just take the commission and walk away! You are no longer worth using!"

She looks like an annoying young lady.

I didn't go to pick up the wad of banknotes.

It's not that I regard money as dung, but I know that if I take it, the disdain in Amy's blue eyes will be even stronger.

For some reason, I especially don't want to be looked down upon by this little doll.

"Why don't you pick it up? Aren't you people from the Celestial Dynasty the most greedy for money?"

I suddenly wanted to laugh, why do you, an American, call us "people from the Celestial Dynasty"? That's what we use to laugh at ourselves online.

But since when you met for the first time, you could use advanced auxiliary words like "Your sister", you must have already reached level [-] in Chinese.

Judging from her proficiency in Chinese, it is definitely not something that can be achieved by surprise study for a period of time.

I am afraid that I have been listening to and speaking Chinese since I was a child. Except that I don’t write very often, and I still write like a primary school student. I am definitely not inferior to Chinese people of the same age.

Since she is of mixed race, is there Chinese blood flowing in her body?Is the father Chinese or the mother Chinese?

"Bye bye, keep the banknotes for yourself, and put them away quickly so as not to be missed by thieves."

I turn around and leave.

"You—come back to me!"

I ignored her and continued walking.

"Miss Ben—I still have work for you!"

I was a little curious, so I stopped and looked back at her.

Amy pointed to the top of the shelf. Although she was very reluctant and embarrassed, she finally shouted:

"One can is not enough! Bring me more potato chips!!"

Angry and amused, I walked back and grabbed five or six cans of potato chips, three different brands in all, and put them in Amy's shopping cart.

Amy was content.

"You...really don't want a commission?"

"Chinese people don't eat cheap food, and we are all living Lei Feng, what's the matter?"

Amy didn't quite understand what I said, she frowned and thought for a while, then turned her head and snorted:

"It's none of your business, you go away!"

I put one hand in my pocket, turned around in a cool gesture, and walked away from Amy.

Let you American imperialists have a good experience of the noble character of our Chinese people!

Instead of paying attention to where Amy went, I started planning my dinner.

I bought vegetarian meatballs, flower rolls, and a little sauced beef.

I also bought the onions that my father ordered.

Go to the cashier and check out.

Putting all these foods in the basket, I walked through the frozen section of the supermarket comfortably while humming the theme song of "Tai Chi Zhang Sanfeng".

Suddenly I saw Amy again.

I saw that there were two large 2.5-liter bottles of Coke in her shopping cart, which made the cart even heavier, and she was pushing hard.

And aimlessly, after pushing for a while, he stopped to look around, showing a slightly sad and helpless expression.

When passing by a certain clerk, he seemed to want to ask something, but finally bit his lip hard and didn't ask.

Continue to push the squeaking shopping cart, walking proudly and alone.

Hiding behind the arrogance is a lonely expression swallowing tears back into his stomach.

Could it be... are you lost again! ?