Chapter 252 The Little Flame in Mr. Luo's Heart

Mama Lin is going on vacation, and no one is doing anything in Zhuyuan.

Luo Tianlin has no one to take care of his life.

Xia Bohe was surprised for a moment, accepted it, and asked Mama Lin to bring the watermelon, "Then you have a good rest~"

The moment between the two of them, although they were shy, were generally fine.

Luo Tianlin is not a bad-tempered person, he is very self-cultivated and will not ask for anything indiscriminately.

As a roommate, he is very qualified.

Xia Bohe bid farewell to Mama Lin, and rushed to take a shower. Today, after a day in the sun, skin care and whitening must be arranged.

But just as she put on a giant panda mask and was about to take a sip of lemonade in comfort, there was a knock on the door.

The knock on the door is neither high nor low, but it is the type that is very rhythmic and implies Wia.

"I'm thirsty."

A low voice came from the door.

Xia Bohe looked up, and saw a tall and straight man leaning against the door with his hands folded around his chest.

He was only wearing a dark gray T-shirt, which was obviously the same as the old man's shirt she had seen before, but the pattern was stretched on this man, and there was a limited-edition style that Hermès counters did not have. With a bit of luxury, the design with wide shoulders and narrow sleeves shows aristocratic temperament.

It seems unremarkable, but it is expensive.

Xia Bohe hissed.

His eyes brightened immediately, "Honey, no, Brother Luo, what do you want to drink? Do you want to drink lemonade too?"

Luo Tianlin squinted his eyes, and the line of his jaw straightened.

In no mood.

It was clearly written on his cold face.

Xia Bohe cleared her throat, casually wiped the paper on the table to the floor, bent down to pick it up, and took a quick peek at Lin Ma's note.

[Seven o'clock in the evening: Drink white tea (I have given it to the young master tonight). 】

[Nine o’clock in the evening: Wine cellar on the b1 floor, from Monday to Sunday, I put labels on each style, how much ice to add, and wine glasses to use. 】

[Also prepare a bottle of cold water and hot water. 】

"........."

Withdraw the foreword.

Fuck.

This man is quite difficult to serve.

But looking at the open-air swimming pool outside, Xia Bohe secretly pinched someone.

The baby can still hold on.

"Cough," Xia Bohe glanced at the wall clock, "Brother Luo, do you want red wine? I'll go to the wine cellar to get it."

After saying a word, Luo Tianlin frowned even more, "No need."

"That's because the drinking water in your room is gone? I'll boil it for you."

Luo Tianlin pursed his thin lips tightly, and his black eyes deepened, "...no need."

Xia Bohe almost tore off the mask.

Lin Ma, come back and see him!

He totally despises your strategy.

"Oh," Xia Bohe patted his forehead, "Then do you want to eat watermelon? I brought it back and put it in the refrigerator. It has been chilled for half an hour. It should be just right now."

Luo Tianlin's temples twitched.

Is it the three watermelons in the back seat of the car today?

"Help me choose clothes for tomorrow's trip."

Xia Bohe blinked, "Huh?"

In the old house, their cloakroom is shared.

But last time, she was mainly concerned about her whole set of luxurious clothes and bags, and she didn't pay much attention to Luo Tianlin's wardrobe.

They seem to be suits and shirts, and the colors are also very single.

"International meeting tomorrow morning, business lunch at noon." Luo Tianlin raised his eyebrows, glanced at the little girl, "Go to the city hall in the afternoon. Black suit, white shirt, and choose matching cufflinks and tie for me."

Xia Bohe breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out to be the case, "Okay."

Luo Tianlin turned back to the study with a blank expression on his face.

There is only one wall between the study and the dressing room.

When he looked up, he could see the little girl wandering in front of a row of closets, her fair and clean face showing a little tangled or amazed expression from time to time.

The slender arms struggled to hold two or three suit hangers, and the hem of the overcoat hung down between her legs.

She obviously couldn't reach the top tie grid.

Stepping on the tiptoes of the pink wool slippers, revealing the white and thin ankle, and the pink and tender half sole of the foot.

Luo Tianlin narrowed his eyes.

Seeing her busy back and forth for him, the anger he had been holding all day dissipated.

But the evil fire in my heart...has risen!