I bought my broken TV ten years ago and put it on the chest of drawers in the living room. I haven’t watched it for a long time. Now I only listen to the news occasionally while eating.

The small sofa where Amy is sitting is located directly opposite the chest of drawers. There is no need to turn sideways when watching TV, but because the TV is placed too high, she has to raise her neck to see the images on the TV clearly.

"What a small and old TV." Amy complained, "You can find better ones than this in the garbage dumps in America."

The time now is around 19:20, and all TV stations are broadcasting the News Network.

"There's nothing interesting about News Network." I took two large 2.5-liter bottles of Pepsi-Cola and 6 cans of potato chips out of the room and placed them on the small dining table in the living room.

Seeing the table full of unhealthy food, Amy's eyes shone strangely.

"It doesn't matter what TV you watch! What's important is that you must turn on the TV. This is in line with the etiquette of eating potato chips! Come on, give me the potato chips! I want a Coke too!"

On the small sofa that could only accommodate one person, Amy sat cross-legged on the sofa cushions. Pink and white striped knee-length socks were exposed under her pearl white dress. The soles of her two little feet were facing each other, and she put one hand on her head.

The pose above is not very star-like, but it has a fun and cute look.

It would be nice if her character was more cute.

I found a disposable paper cup used for entertaining guests, poured 3/4 cup of Coke and handed it to Amy's hand, and unpacked a can of potato chips. Amy couldn't wait to snatch the potato chips away from my hand.

As if I would compete with her to eat it.

The background music of the Xinwen Network was "Dengdingdingdingdingdingdingding--", and the male host in a suit said: "Now is the international news section."

Amy was so excited that her whole body trembled, her hair in twin ponytails shook like waves, and even the sofa beneath her shook.

She reached into the jar and took out a potato chip with two fingers. She solemnly brought the potato chip to her lips painted with bright lipstick. She paused for a second, as if enjoying the fragrance of the potato chip.

The tempting aroma came out, and then she suddenly opened her mouth and cut the potato chips in her hand in two as fiercely as a cobra, making a snapping sound.

The female anchor of Xinwen Network broadcast the report according to the script: "...US special forces are training Syrian opposition militants in Jordan..."

Amy shed tears of excitement and happiness.

Of course it was not because her motherland had trained militants, but because she finally ate junk food from her motherland that she had not tasted in 12 years, potato chips high in oil and salt.

Then he raised his neck and drank all the Coke in the paper cup.

After putting down the cup, she briefly lost consciousness, wandering like a marijuana addict. Her breathing became more and more rapid, and the flying dolphin printed on the dress seemed to be panting too.

"Is it really that delicious?" I sat on the folding chair behind the dining table, forming a scalene triangle with the sofa and TV. I didn't know whether I was watching the boring news broadcast or admiring the way Amy was eating.

Amy didn't answer my question. She took the potato chips from the jar faster and faster, and threw more and more chips into her mouth at one time. She chewed them loudly, and the chips were stained with crumbs.

There were many drops on her lips, fingers, and on the sofa and socks.

"I want more!" The blue-eyed American girl eats potato chips at a speed that even hungry North Korean refugees can't match.

"Eat slowly, no one will compete with you." I handed over another brand of potato chips.

"Are you really not going to rob me?" Amy held the potato chip can in her arms and looked at me dubiously.

"Of course not. I don't have such a strict mother like you..." In order to avoid suspicion, I didn't even drink Coke and quenched my thirst with a bottle of mineral water in the refrigerator.

Amy's tone was full of jealousy: "Huh, it's great that no one cares!"

She wiped her mouth covered with potato chip crumbs, and her lip gloss was smeared on the back of her hand, which made her look a little funny now. She was no longer a glamorous hardcover Barbie doll, but had something like a mortal.

breath.

She eats potato chips slower and occasionally chats with me.

"Why do your Chinese news programs always report on our affairs in the United States? Ah, these potato chips are barbecue flavored..."

I joked: "Because the United States is the beacon of human civilization, we try our best to introduce their successful experiences!"

Amy half-closed her eyes suspiciously, then quickly opened them again.

"Liar! How come your news makes us, the United States, so domineering, like the Nazis! Don't you have a good heart? You are thinking of competing with us for the first place in the world and one day invading our country! Oh, potato chip crumbs

It hit my gum, it hurts so much!”

Looking at Amy's greed when eating potato chips, I feel that even if one day the People's Liberation Army invades the North American continent, as long as Amy is given potato chips, she will put aside the hatred of country and family and eat them happily.

Pleasurable.

"By the way, how did you get rid of the bodyguards?" I changed the topic.

"You don't have to worry about this kind of thing as a male servant, just serve me quickly!"

Amy's so-called "service" is just asking me to refill her cup with Coke whenever her cup is empty.

I saw her eating and drinking speed dropped significantly.

"How's it going? Are you tired of eating it? It's actually not that delicious."

"Nonsense, nonsense! Even if I eat for a whole day, I won't get tired of it! I'm just a little full! Moreover, when I think that I am holding something that my mother has forbidden, even if I don't eat it, I feel very happy in my heart!

Very high!”

What she said may be true. Amy, who was wearing lip gloss, covered in potato chip crumbs, and completely disregarding her celebrity status, looked much happier than usual. She had a smile on her lips and a blush on her face, as if she could drink Coke.

As if drunk.

"Hahahaha, I'm eating potato chips! I also drank a lot of Coke! Mom, just watch from the other side of the Pacific Ocean! If you can, fly over here! Are you too busy with work? Hahahahahahaha!"

Amy raised her paper cup with joy and shouted loudly in the direction she thought was the United States.

Then she put another potato chip in her mouth and ate it very slowly. I thought she was a little tired of her taste. God knows whether she really liked eating potato chips or she just wanted to resist her mother's rebellious mentality.

Gradually, she stopped watching TV and instead slowly chewed potato chips while staring in my direction.

That look seemed like he was trying to extract drugs like heroin from my body.

I was stared at by her, and at the right moment the extension phone on the table rang.

I didn't answer it immediately. Instead, I got up and went into my father's study. After closing the door, I picked up the phone host.

"Hello?"

I thought it was a call related to online store business.

I never expected to hear Pentheus' voice coming from the other side of the receiver.

"Lin, is Miss Emily at your place?"

"She is here with me."

Anyway, she drank the Coke she needed to drink and ate the potato chips she needed to eat. Even if she is picked up by Pentheus now, Amy will not suffer a loss.

Pentheus was silent for a while, and for a while there was only the annoying sound of electricity in the receiver.

"Lin, if it's convenient for you, please help us take care of Miss Emily for one night."

Eh? Are you really relieved? If Amy's mother knew that she was alone in a room with men, she would not hesitate to lay off all of you bodyguards!

"Lin, Miss Emily has been under a lot of pressure recently. She just had a big fight with her mother on a video call, and the filming didn't go very well. I think if she can release some pressure with you, it will be good for her.

It’s good for health.”

It sounds like Pentheus deliberately let down his guard, giving Amy the opportunity to escape to me!

"Okay, okay, just think of it as doing good deeds like Lei Feng." I agreed, "But I will only take care of this little girl for one night. You can take her back to me as soon as possible tomorrow morning."

Pentheus responded and said: "Lin, although in my opinion, you are a rare and good man..."

Get rid of the word "male" for me! Just praise me as a good person! Don't make me get goosebumps, okay?

"...but I'm still a little worried. I suspect that when Miss Emily comes to your place, she wants to do other things besides eating junk food."

"Ah? What else does she want to do?"

"She can do everything her mother forbids."

"What about?"

Pentheus coughed lightly, "Lin, did you know? Miss Emily is still a virgin."

Eh? A 12-year-old girl is a virgin. Does it need special explanation in the United States? You American imperialists are really promiscuous!

"Lin, you must have observed women's breasts on the street, right? Even through clothes, men can estimate the size of women's breasts..."

Pentheus, you changed the topic a little quickly! I don’t even understand what you are going to say!

"Because I'm gay, I don't look at women, I only look at men. Every time I subconsciously stare at the men's buttocks, estimating their size..."

Damn it! Don't tell me such disgusting things! What the hell is your ability? "Looking at dicks through clothes"? Use this skill on your peers! Don't use it on me, a staunch heterosexual.

On your body!

"Lin, I've seen you many times. Although you wear pants every time, I can still estimate your approximate size with my eyesight, unless you hide your socks in your underwear to increase your male confidence.

Habits of the heart.”

I don’t have that habit! Putting socks in underwear is something Xiaoqin used to do when she pretended to be a boy!

"So I came to the conclusion: Your size does not match Miss Emily's. They are completely different models. If Miss Emily has sex with you for the first time, she will probably bleed to death, or even endanger her life!"

"

Are you worried about this kind of thing? No? How rebellious does Amy have to be to retaliate against her mother with such things? She is still a little girl who smells like milk, right? A 12-year-old is basically in the sixth grade of primary school in China

It’s just my grade, are you actually worried about a primary school student pushing me down?
To be continued...