Hitting Up The Big Leagues with a Green Tea Personality

  Chapter 312 Brother Luo, my respect for you has been updated

   glanced at the clock, seven o'clock in the evening.

  Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room, the setting sun gradually shrouded the orange glow.

  The man is sitting on the sofa in the living room, his shirt has not been changed into home clothes.

  It seems to have just returned from the company.

  Today, she did stay at Qin's house late. She was invited by the old lady Qin to have lunch. She practiced in the space again, and by the way, she was able to catch a wave of old ladies’ favorability before returning home before dinner.

  Xia Mint spoke slightly, "Brother Luo, have you eaten dinner?"

  Luo Tianlin raised his eyes and scanned her.

  The little girl is wearing an ink-colored T-shirt and jeans from the G family. She has a long waist and long legs. From a distance, she looks like a clothes rack, beautiful and beautiful.

  There is a kind of lightness of a deer when I walk.

  But as soon as she saw him, her slender neck shrank, as if he would treat her.

   Luo Tianlin raised his eyebrows and pursed his lips, "Have you eaten?"

  The old man kept asking, but did not answer her question.

   But he looked resentful, and 80% didn't eat it.

  However, antiques are definitely more important than men. There is no doubt about this.

  Xia Mint carefully hugged two large boxes of gifts, “Brother Luo, then I’ll go and put the gifts that Grandma Qin gave me first, and I’ll come down to eat with you later.”

  After finishing speaking, she cherished and looked cautious, as if holding the most precious thing in the world, passing by Luo Tianlin on the sofa.

  Not a trace of nostalgia.

   Luo Tianlin: "…………"

  When Xia Mint went downstairs again, he saw the man with a darker face.

  She didn't think she was wrong.

  Love is precious, and the price of freedom is higher. If it is gold, both can be thrown away.

   To put it in a more popular way, love is thrown every day and every month for half a year. As time increases, it gradually depreciates, but antiques are more valuable as they are hidden.

  However, this kind of thought she was sure of was shaken when she walked to the restaurant!

  On the table, there are already home-cooked dishes with three dishes and one soup.

   "Brother Luo, did you order a takeaway?" Xia Mint felt that she was really a bit scumbag, making people wait, and she didn't say a word.

  But when she saw the man's face sinking down again, she suddenly squeaked in her heart.

   "Brother Luo did this?"

  She blurted out.

  Luo Tianlin just stood up, "Mother Lin is not here."

  This is the default.

  Xia Mint opened her mouth and glanced at the dining table again. Tuna sashimi, baby vegetables in soup, Kung Pao chicken, a pot of chicken soup, swallowed.

  The Luo family man is too reliable, right?

  He can cook, and he looks delicious.

  Such a comparison, she is like a scum when she comes home late.

  She called last night and told him that she would be back at noon today...and the result has been delayed until now.

  "Well, Brother Luo, shall I serve you rice?" Xia Mint obviously had a pain in his conscience.

  She lowered her head to blame herself, and looked at his small appearance with a little horror. Luo Tianlin caught everything in her eyes.

  His dark eyes glanced at her small neck, "Yes."

  Xia Mint dogleg immediately went to get the bowl.

  But people went to the kitchen for a long time and didn't see him back.

   Luo Tianlin raised his eyebrows, "How many meters?"

   "Well, how did you know, Brother Luo?" Xia Mint's voice came softly.

  Luo Tianlin was slightly startled.

  Half the price, a dinner plate was delivered.

  One small rice ball, two small rice balls...nine small rice balls.

   "666, it's not enough to represent my respect for you. Brother Luo, the nine-five-year-old man deserves you."

  "……"

   Luo Tianlin was stunned for a while, the stale air in his chest instantly solidified.

  He really doubted whether the little girl was at least twenty years younger than him.

  Naive.

  But it was childishly attached to the apex of my heart!

  (End of this chapter)