Hitting Up The Big Leagues with a Green Tea Personality

  Chapter 90 Mr. Luo's rhythm is not right

After Luo Tianlin disappeared, Xia Mint immediately rolled up his sleeves, opened the refrigerator, checked the inventory, and placed an order for fresh vegetables.

  Yes, she is cooking.

  To subdue a man, you have to subdue his stomach.

  Although the method is old, the routine has been passed down for thousands of years, and it will last forever, which means it is useful!

   Xia Mint hummed, took out the frozen meat and eggs, and took out the spiral pasta.

  The white rice is too late to make. The pasta can be boiled and packaged and can be eaten cold.

  She plans to make a high-protein fitness meal.

  Boil the hot spring egg slightly, cut in half, and the heat is just right. The egg yolk inside is still tender orange, slightly semi-solidified.

  Thaw the chicken breast in the microwave, sprinkle with salt, massage with pepper, and then put it in a pan and fry it on the ground, the aroma overflows, and the surface is golden.

  Add spiral pasta, anti-aging broccoli, mushrooms, and a spoonful of seasoned mashed potatoes and cold seaweed.

   "I'm so amazing."

  Xia Mint finished, it only lasted thirty minutes.

   Such a good wife and mother, she herself is about to fall in love with herself.

  These nutritious and common ingredients are for cheap husbands.

  As for herself...well, the rare M12 sirloin snowflake steak was thawed in thick slices.

  This kind of top steak, she remembered that in a western restaurant in her previous life, a small piece was priced at four digits, and she didn’t even have enough moonlight to eat one piece.

   "hiss."

  Xia Mint swallowed her saliva, rubbed her hands, and couldn't wait to walk to the induction cooker.

  But halfway through, she was caught in the long skirt that was in the way.

  Everything that prevents her from reaching the food is an obstacle!

  Xia Mint simply lifted the tail of the long skirt in the way and tied it around her waist.

   "Your tavern closed to me..."

  She is humming a small tune while cooking, and she is very happy.

  When Luo Tianlin walked to the top of the stairs, he just heard this sentence, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

  As he approached the kitchen with the full glass cover, his always deserted brows paused.

  The little girl wore a black daisy long dress today, with the skirt extending all the way to the ankle, with a pure white T-shirt on the upper body, looking clean, and a little girl’s unique elegance.

  But at this moment, she lifted up most of the long skirt, not only revealing a pair of straight, slender, snowy legs, but also highlighting the small waist that was originally hidden under the loose T-shirt, slender and tight.

  And she herself seemed to be totally unaware, with her bare feet, she stepped on the spotless beige stone bricks.

  The brick surface may have just been rubbed by the aunt, and it is brightly reflecting.

  He lowered his eyes, he could almost vaguely see the pale pink of her skirt reflected on the stone bricks...

  Luo Tianlin paused his fingers and closed his black eyes.

   "Yeah!"

  But Xia Mint had just shoveled the steak and threw it down the pot, turning around and almost slapped him on the chest with a shovel.

  People are scary, scary to death.

  She was scared back, but her feet slipped.

  Luo Tianlin opened his eyes, sighed slightly, stretched out his hand to support the waist of her about to fall, and moved closer to him.

   smoothly drew the oil shovel from her hand and threw it into the sink.

  Xia Mint blinked, feeling the warmth of a man behind her waist.

  A faint pine and cypress breath poured into her breath, full of male tolerance, but permeated with aggression that could not be ignored.

  How long did this man peek at her secretly?

   Tongue out, Xia Mint lowered her eyes, her eyelashes quivered.

  She seemed to have just recovered, she took a step back shyly, and moved the distance between the two, with a lovely voice, "I was just about to call you."

  While she walks this step, the slender skirt that can be tied around her waist is already shaky, as if several daisies are rippling in the wind.

  Luo Tianlin glanced, retracted his gaze, but quickly glanced over.

  Not knowing it, the little girl walked to the other side of the Nakajima Platform barefoot and then bent over on her tiptoes to pick up the things on the platform.

  The pink of the stone brick reflection is clearer.

  Luo Tianlin twisted his eyebrows, took a step forward, put her waist on her, and gently lifted it under her arm, and lifted the little girl to the Zhongdao platform with a small bottle of white cattleya.

  Xia Mint was dazed, her small face was dazed, and she was slightly red.

  Leave him for an hour, she is going to feed him.

  What is he going to do, take her to the table, do you want to eat her rhythm on the spot?

   But now there is only half an hour left, is he too fast? Yazi who is not good at it.

  Xia Mint's apricot eyes slightly misted from the tails of her eyes.

  The next second, Luo Tianlin's rough voice also rang.

   "Put down the skirt."

  Xia Mint:? ? ?

  *

  At the same time, the forum of Nanyuan Art School is booming, and an anonymous post is born.

  【The secret of quasi-school flowers you don't know (warning with multiple pictures)! 】

  　 Xia Xia: The author is really messing up again, I beg everyone to drop her recommendation ticket and beat her!

  　　 Luo Shao: I only have thirty minutes, eh?

  　　 Xia Xia: ...misunderstanding, husband!

  　　 (See you at 8 o'clock in the evening, la la, I’m 30 on the free list, and I’ve climbed another one, so hi! So send some small benefits to the hero to celebrate!)

  (End of this chapter)