Chapter 39

Slim grey jeans with white sneakers, a white round neck T-shirt and a black leather jacket.

With long blond hair and shawl, his smart eyes were full of laughter, his little face was ruddy, stared at Tracy without talking, and shook his hand around.

Emma is more mature than before today. She comes to Tracy to go shopping with her. I'm not afraid he won't agree. She has her own tricks. Just act like a spoiled girl and grind him.

This move has been tried from small to large. Tracy is most afraid of trouble. Generally, Emma agrees to everything as soon as she pesters him.

You are the four young ladies in the future. You always sell cute with me. Is that good.

Tracy couldn't laugh or cry. He really had no resistance to this trick.

She rubbed her head and pinched her little baby fat face.

The soft and smooth little face turned crimson in an instant. Tracy looked away and said, "OK, Emma. But first, it can't be too late. You have to go back to spend Christmas with your aunt."

"Yeah." little Emma raised her arms and cheered. After a fierce battle for half a morning, she finally got Tracy.

Then he grabbed Tracy's clothes and jumped up. When he was soft, his lips touched Tracy's cheek.

Tracy looked at her funny. She was only more than one meter four. She had just reached his arm position. It was really difficult for her to make such a move.

"Let's go. Um... I'll take you to eat first." he said, taking Emma downstairs.

On the first floor, he said hello to the oncoming Uncle Wang. Without taking the driver and bodyguard, he took Emma to the garage.

His cartoon Ferrari enzo is worthy of being a girl killer, and Emma's eyes were immediately attracted.

She walked around the car and looked at it for a long time. Then she reluctantly turned to Tracy, bit her lips, looked pleading in her eyes, and said softly, "Tracy, shall we drive this car?"

The child's voice, which had not changed, and some pleading tone made Tracy numb all over.

No bird.

If the car wasn't too "high-profile", it must be his first choice. She scratched her head in distress, but with Emma's look of pity, Tracy couldn't bear to refuse and nodded.

"Tracy, you're the best." Emma winked at him and immediately pulled the co pilot's door.

"Don't worry," he reminded Emma, pressed the car key, and the door opened like a feather for a lifetime.

"Cool." Emma picked her eyebrows and smiled and went into the car. She touched here and looked there. She couldn't put it down.

Emma liked his car very much. Tracy couldn't help teasing her: "if you like it, you can take it."

"Really!" Emma exclaimed at Tracy's words. But thinking that he didn't have a driver's license, Tracy was obviously teasing her. His excited little face immediately collapsed: "Tracy, you're too bad. I don't want to talk to you."

"Hahaha, wait until you're 16." Tracy couldn't help laughing.

Emma glared at him angrily, put her hands around her chest, hummed and turned her head.

"All right, sit down and fasten your seat belt." Tracy stopped teasing her and started the car. The roar of the engine was deafening.

The car drove out of the garage, bypassed the front yard, and didn't start accelerating until the door was fully opened.

The paparazzi waiting outside the door saw the car and took action immediately. Tracy was in a good mood. He stopped the car, put down the window and shouted to the paparazzi who came up immediately: "I'll go to Wilshire Avenue with Emma today. If you have the ability, come after me."

With that, he stepped on the accelerator and the car went out on the road.

Leaving a group of paparazzi who flinch at his tail light, some people shout bad luck, and some people don't give up trying to press the shutter quickly at the disappearing pink shadow.

"Damn it. Tracy is too naughty."

"Yes, how can our car catch up with Ferrari?"

"Stop talking and tell your colleagues that they should go to Beverly shopping center."

The paparazzi discussed it and immediately began to contact other colleagues.

More than ten minutes later, Tracy parked her car in the underground parking lot of the shopping center and took Emma to find a place to eat.

The Christmas atmosphere here is very strong. Santa Claus in all kinds of costumes can be seen everywhere, greeting pedestrians and giving all kinds of small gifts.

The crowd surged in the streets, mostly a family, two adults and several children.

Tracy looked at little Emma and smiled. I'm taking the children out to play.

"Merry Christmas, Tracy."

"Hi, Tracy, nice to meet you."

Passers-by recognized him from time to time along the way, greeted him, and he returned politely. Everyone is very polite and won't bother him too much.

Tracy's presence here is not surprising. This is the largest department store gathering place in Beverly Hills. Many big stars will choose to shop here.

Of course, if you don't like the price, you can choose to go to Rodell street.

Tracy took Emma to a Mexican restaurant. As soon as she was full, Emma couldn't wait to take Tracy to the shopping center.

Eating is not the point. Shopping is what Emma wants most. She is growing up. Her clothes and shoes are out of date too quickly. Some of the clothes Tracy bought with her last time are small.

Out of the restaurant, came to the door of the shopping center. Before entering, the phone rang. Tracy took out her mobile phone and looked. It was a text message from Natalie.

"When are you coming? I'm at Beverly Hills Hotel 2013."

Tracy scratched her head in distress, took Emma into the shopping center and replied to her.

"I'm taking Emma shopping. I'm afraid it'll be late."

"Emma?"

"Emma Roberts, you know, one of my sisters."

"Where is it?"

"Beverly mall."

"OK, you wait for me."

What? She's coming. Tracy was stunned when she looked at the message.

But the sudden pain in his waist immediately revived him.

Looking to the left, Emma was staring at herself angrily.

"Why pinch me?"

"Say, which goblin hooked your soul away." after coming in, Emma was happy and excited. She immediately took him into HM to the women's clothing area, looked after her favorite clothes and wanted to ask Tracy's advice, but Tracy kept playing with her mobile phone and ignored her, which made her very angry.

She tried to sneak a peek at the contents of her mobile phone. However, Tracy herself was very tall and held her mobile phone in front of her eyes. She couldn't see it at all.

If he hadn't pinched his soft meat, he would have ignored her again.

"Hey, hey, a friend of mine." Tracy reacted very quickly. She was embarrassed to smile. Looking around, she found that she was in HM store. Her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled and opened the topic: "what's good here? Go to Chanel upstairs."

"Hum." Emma was still unhappy and turned away.

"It seems that there are several new bags on the market, which are quite good. I think you should like them."

"Really?" Emma's eyes lit up at the word.

When they were discussing Chanel, there stood a smiling staff member with a dark face.

"Cough, Mr. Li." she couldn't help but interrupt them at the exit.

Tracy turned her head and saw a work dress, a work card hanging, her hair curled up, and her meticulous red hair. "Oh... Well, wrap up the clothes Emma just looked at, and give me two pairs of pants, casual, whatever."

After hearing this, the sister smiled happily and narrowed her eyes, "OK, Mr. Li. Are you cash or credit card?"