Come Back to Me

Chapter 481 Go Fishing (Part One)

Elsa pushed him and shouted angrily, "I've told you. Don't disturb it."

Seeing her being so irritated, he didn't know whether to cry or to laugh. He cupped her fists and coaxed her softly, "Well, I'll compensate you, but you have to go fishing with me."

Elsa glared at him angrily and shouted, "No. Don't bother me anymore." "The butterflies have already flown away. What can I do? You are too stupid to catch a butterfly for such a long time. "

"You drove the butterfly away on purpose." She was almost out of breath. It was obvious that he alerted the butterfly on purpose, but now he blamed her for being stupid.

With a helpless smile, he said, "Wait a minute. The environment here is beautiful. A few days later, groups of butterflies will fly over. Can I compensate you then?"

After he finished speaking, he stopped laughing and looked at Elsa seriously. Elsa was about to lose her temper, but when she saw his sincere attitude, she knew that anger was useless. In the end, she just glared at him, turned around and walked forward angrily.

Seeing this, Bob strode to catch up with her, grabbed her wrist and said guiltily, "Are you angry?" After saying that, he even wanted to laugh at himself. It was obvious that she was angry.

"Let go of me!" Elsa struggled angrily. He frowned and pulled a long face, but he was patient to lure her, "If you want butterflies, there are a lot of them in the suburbs. If you like fishing, you can go fishing in the suburbs. In this way, you can just go out for a walk. Why don't you do it with one move?"

Elsa was stunned for a moment and tightly grasped the word "Butterfly". She raised her head and her attitude was not so tough. Once again she began to hesitate. In fact, fishing... She wanted to go fishing at the beginning, but she didn't want to go with him. But butterflies were different. Wendy said that she would take part in the design competition recently, and her initial idea was to use butterfly as a

reference. But she had a professional habit, or could be said to be a kind of professional disease. She had to find a reference object when she designed a thing. She studied the specimen carefully from inside to outside, so in the past few days, she had been asking her to help find butterflies. At this time, there were very few butterflies in this yard these days. But just now, a butterfly finally flew over, and he deliberately drove it away.

When Elsa thought of this, her chest was as hot as a ball of fire. She glared at Bob. He frowned and couldn't help saying, "What's wrong again?"

Looking at the nonchalant face of Bob, Elsa gnashed her teeth with hatred. She had learned to be smart these days. Anyway, she would suffer losses every time they quarreled and fought, so she didn't care about it at all. *

"Let's go. There are all kinds of butterflies in the suburb. I'll compensate you double." After saying that, he still frowned. Now it was just a butterfly, but she hated him so much. It seemed that he could only obey her.

Elsa shook off his hand, but suddenly she was a little reluctant to leave. Of course, she didn't want to leave because of the butterfly. If she refused Bob, she really couldn't capture the butterfly, let alone all kinds of butterflies.

With a darkened face, he said helplessly, "Let's go. Why are you so stubborn? I've told you that I'll compensate you."

Elsa looked at him with hesitation, and her anger dissipated a lot. Finally, she nodded with hesitation. It was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to go to the suburb to catch butterflies. Besides, if Wendy won the big prize in the design competition, she would definitely owe her a great favor. Then she would use this excuse to ask for help from Wendy and find a suitable job for herself.

Holding Elsa's hand, Bob walked ahead and didn't notice what was on Elsa's mind.

"Do you want to change your clothes?" He came to the door and asked.

Elsa shook her head, but soon nodded. She was wearing a dress now, so it was definitely not appropriate for her to go fishing in the suburb. He frowned and said, "Let's go!" Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

"No, I'm going to change my clothes!" After saying that, she got rid of his big hand and ran back to the room. After changing into a sports suit, she ran back to the storage room. Bob, who was waiting outside, frowned and followed her in confusion.

In the storage room, she squatted on the ground and stirred the stuff casually. It seemed to be very interesting. Her happy look deeply affected Bob. He also smiled, and suddenly had an unprecedented sense of happiness.

"Don't you want to go out? There is only one afternoon left. I don't know how long it will take for me to take you out next time. " Standing next to Elsa, he said seriously. Elsa was still flipping through the things on the ground without raising her head. She said excitedly, "No, I have to make a fishing rod by myself to catch a big fish."

"Do you want to catch a big fish with that vulgar thing?" He didn't know whether to cry or to laugh. Elsa sensed the irony in his words. She raised her head and glared at him angrily, "That's why a fool would spend so much money on a fishing rod."

Hearing Elsa's words, Bob frowned and didn't understand what she meant. Seeing that he was dumbfounded, she looked at him with disdain and said, "The fishing rod sold in the market are all made with ordinary materials. It's not good. It's impossible to catch a big fish. You can't trust others casually."

"That's not true. But before the fishing rod you made is useful, the hook fell." "Don't worry. I know how to make it. If I fail for the first time, I will succeed for the second time. You don't have to watch me. "

Elsa said angrily. He couldn't help laughing, squatted down and took the thing in her hand. "Learn it yourself!"

She opened her eyes wide and looked at him as if he was a monster. With a serious look on his face, he looked particularly bewitching. A strange feeling flowed through her heart. In fact, although he was a little old, his appearance was not that bad. It should be described as handsome.

"Do you want to do it?" She looked at him curiously fiddling with the things. Bob didn't reply, so Elsa was a little angry.

"Who cares?" Elsa said angrily and turned her head away.

"Shut up!" He scolded her in a serious and cold voice, Elsa glared at him with dissatisfaction. He didn't say anything and kept silent. His silence always gave her a strange feeling. She didn't know how to express that feeling, but in fact, she didn't hate it.

After two hours, Elsa excitedly picked up the fishing rod and walked out. Seeing that she was as excited as a child who was about to get candies, Bob smiled dotingly.

In the suburb, birds were singing and flowers were fragrant, mountains and rivers were beautiful, and the vast lawn was covered with jagged rocks. A burst of clear air came to her nose. On the lawn, Elsa, who saw the river from a distance, couldn't help running towards the river, and behind her was Bob, who was walking slowly, with a wooden bucket and a fishing rod in his hand.

Sitting on the shore, Elsa couldn't wait to bend down, her head almost falling into the water. When he saw her dangerous action, he was frightened to death. He rushed over and pulled her up, let her sit straight, and said with a little blame, "Pay attention to security!"