CEO's Reborn Wife

Chapter 222: Chapter 230: Handsome to 2.8 Meters

A face covered with sunglasses, a mask, and a scarf—it was James Black who had wrapped her up so tightly that not even her hair was much exposed.

Jane Sampson secretly thought that with her ugly getup, she probably wouldn’t even be recognized by her grandparents if she stood right in front of them.

”Don’t take it off,” James Black instructed, and after taking Jane’s hand again, he added, ”Let’s go.”

Jane hid her pout beneath the mask and with her other hand, she pulled out her mobile phone from her pocket. She used the mobile phone screen to check her disguise, then simply snapped a couple of selfies and uploaded them to Moments, typing a line with one hand.

The aesthetic of a certain someone is truly awesome!

Expression [Crying, Crying, Crying.]

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She had just posted to Moments when James Black’s reprimand floated to her ears, ”Walk properly, don’t play with your phone!”

”Okay,” my daddy Black!

Jane Sampson’s response was as clever and cute as a three-year-old’s, with a crisp and vigorous voice—of course, it would have been more convincing if the eyes behind her sunglasses weren’t rolling.

Until visiting here, it was hard to imagine that in a corner of this city, unlike the high-rise skyscrapers outside, unlike the bustling streets, there lay a hidden treasure of the city.

As Jane Sampson ventured deeper into the tourism zone, swathes of desert gradually spread before her eyes. The sun’s rays were so scorching at noon that not many people were in the zone at this time.

Every corner here, every moment, every beam of light—random photos taken with a mobile phone were all stunningly beautiful scenes.

Jane herself didn’t realize when she regained the freedom of her other hand, but by the time she came to her senses, her phone was filled with many photos, including both scenic shots and selfies.

”It’s a pity I didn’t bring a camera on this outing,” Jane murmured as she put her sunglasses back on and once again noticed people passing by holding either ice cream or cups of orange plastic filled with some beverage. It was something she hadn’t seen elsewhere and looked very refreshing.

But it was ice-cold.

Jane sighed inwardly and gave James Black a wistful glance—if only he hadn’t come along.

Eat ice cream!

Drink cold drinks!

It must have been the wealth of emotions in Jane’s gaze, for even through the sunglasses, James Black seemed to understand what was written in her eyes.

”Want a drink?” James Black asked.

Jane restrained herself somewhat, ”Do you know what they’re holding in their hands, the cups of orange stuff?”

”Tangerine-flavored juice, it’s a local specialty. Chilled, it tastes pretty good, quenching thirst and providing relief from the heat,” James Black apparently knew what it was.

Jane could tell from his tone that he must have tried it before.

”Wait here for me,” James Black said, looking toward a shop not too far away. It was a bit distant and not on the way to where he had planned to take Jane later.

Upon seeing Jane nod, James Black headed straight for the shop, and Jane swore that his retreating figure was simply dashing!

She sneakily snapped several photos of James Black’s figure running to the shop, selected the two best shots, and immediately uploaded them to Moments.

At this moment, the height of a certain someone seems to reach a striking six feet nine!

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In the photos, the direction James Black ran was toward the shop with the desert behind him, and the sun hanging at the mountain peak. The light hitting his figure was quite flattering.