Chapter 728: There Are Many Positions for Dogs

Although he doesn't care about money anymore, but what should be mine is mine, why should I take advantage of you?

"Don't rush, there are still many places for dogs."

He sent a tweet.

He is a diving party, this is the first tweet, I think it will definitely shock fans and mothers!

Hey hey hey!

In the mall.

Under the blessing of Sarah's ability, the three of them came to the women's clothing store on the seventh floor without attracting anyone's attention.

"Sarah, try this one!"

Dongtang Daohua picked up a set of white casual clothes, and pushed Sarah into the dressing room with great interest.

Sarah, who couldn't hold her back, sighed and chose to change into clothes.

Two minutes later.

"Why haven't you come out yet?"

Dongtang Daohua was puzzled, and walked into the locker room on his own initiative.

"Okay, so heavy..."

Sarah slumped to the ground in embarrassment, struggling to lean against the wall.

The clothes were loosely placed on the shoulders, a large area of ​​white and tender skin was exposed, and hot sweat flowed from his forehead.

"Heavy? What is heavy?"

Dongtang Daohua looked confused.

"Clothes...help me take off my clothes..."

Sarah was short of breath, looking like she was about to suffocate.

Like a drowning person, she reached out to Todo Daohua for help.

Dongtang Daohua was dumbfounded.

It's just a t-shirt and a coat, and the two together don't weigh a few kilograms. Are they almost suffocating?

"I don't want this suit!"

Sarah got up from the floor and put her apron back on.

Rejection was written all over his face.

"I'll just wear this."

She picked up the item next to her.

"Isn't this still an apron?"

"What's wrong with an apron?"

"Change one!"

Dongtang Daohua stared at her aggressively.

The oppressive feeling like the arrival of her mother instantly dispelled Sarah's aura.

"Then this one?"

"Isn't this just a belt!"

"As long as it covers the breasts, it's a very convenient piece of clothing in that respect."

"Isn't that just a pervert who just likes special play!"

"Well……"

Sarah whimpered.

Under Dongtang Daohua's eyes, she still put the belt back.

Jiang Li looked at it with a smile on his face.

To be honest, he was looking forward to Sarah wearing only one belt.

Or use it for this if you don't have a loss?

"However, my physique is too weak to wear any clothes at all."

"Well... you wait here first, I'll go to other stores to see if there are any clothes that suit you."

"I can't hold anything heavier than a paintbrush."

"……I see."

Inexplicably, Dongdou Daohua felt tired for a while, even though it was just the beginning.

"Junior Brother, take good care of her, don't let her get lost!"

"rest assured."

Jiang Li made an OK gesture.

This is said as if Sarah is a child who will run around when nothing happens.

Senior sister's maternity switch is fully turned on.

"ha……"

Sarah, who had been tossed about for a while, seemed to finally have a rest time, and sat down on the chair, her movements were very unladylike.

The apron couldn't hide anything, and as she pulled the neckline, the sides, top and grooves were exposed.

Although the dress is very sloppy, but the figure is really beyond description of a sexy.

As soon as Dongtang Daohua left, the surroundings of the two became quieter.

"You really like drawing."

Jiang Li leaned against the wall of the aisle while his eyes focused on Sarah.

As soon as she had some free time, she took out her paintbrush again.

Seeing how she raised her head to look at him from time to time, she should be copying Jiang Li's portrait.

Jiang Li didn't stop him either, he just spoke curiously.

The concentration she has when painting, and the speed with which she wields the paintbrush, are definitely possessed by ordinary painters. She must have undergone countless hard training and possess amazing talents.

"like?"

Sarah froze.

"I hate drawing...at least I used to be."

For some reason, her face was covered with a shadow, and there was even hatred in her tone.

"oh?"

Jiang Li frowned.

This is the rhythm of the story.

"Speaking of which, I don't know yet."

Jiang Li also put on an expression of willingness to listen.

"Why are you so attached to me? There are so many people in the world, is it difficult to find a model that meets your requirements?"

He also asked his own question at the same time.

Of course, there is no second handsome person like me in the world.

On this point, Jiang Li is very conscious.

It was only natural that Sarah would fall in love with him, but she was still unwilling to give up after being rejected so many times, which was really puzzling.

"Others can't."

Sarah shook her head, the fluttering of her paint-dyed hair making her sombre face erratic.

"I have a painting that must be completed. That painting is missing a crucial factor, and that factor must be made up by you!"

"A painting that must be completed?"

"Um."

Sarah nodded.

From her low tone, she gradually told her own story.

Sarah Bradley.

The girl who calls herself so now spent her childhood in bed.

She was born with a disease, and her bones are very fragile, and any movement may cause fractures, let alone walking upright, and she can't even get up and get out of bed.

At that time, she lived in a studio in the suburbs of Italy.

What can be seen in that studio is her entire world at that time.

And in her small world, apart from the canvas that covered the entire room, there was only one figure, whose back was always facing her.

That was her father, an unknown painter.

He is always standing in front of a huge canvas, splattering paint like crazy.

It was a religious painting, and the theme of the painting was the battle of Armageddon, where the Messiah burned countless demons with holy light.

He has been painting that picture, year after year.

My father never looked back at her, never hugged her, and never responded to her call even once.

In the memory of young Sarah, it is all about her father's back.

Her daily life is all taken care of by the helpers hired by her father.

Not even a face.

She couldn't remember what her father looked like at all, and she had never seen his father's appearance with her own eyes.

As if possessed by a devil, he was completely immersed in the world of painting.

"I hate that painting, and I hate painting."

Sarah lowered her head, her expression full of hatred.

"It's the painting that took my father away."

How she wished her father could look back at her and stretch out those big hands to hug her.

But not once, that kind of decent father-daughter relationship doesn't exist between them at all.

Jiang Li remained silent, but his eyes became extremely focused.

Ah, I will do nucleic acid again tomorrow, I am tired, and I will have two more.