Chapter 90 Mr. Luo's Rhythm Is Not Right

When Luo Tianlin's figure disappeared, Xia Bomo immediately rolled up her sleeves, opened the refrigerator, checked the stock, and placed an order for fresh vegetables.

That's right, she's going to cook.

To subdue a man, you must subdue his stomach.

Although the method is old-fashioned, the routine has been passed down for thousands of years and will never fade, which means it is useful!

Xia Mint hummed a song, 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, packaged and eaten cold.

She's going to make a high-protein workout meal.

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

Defrost the chicken breasts in the microwave, sprinkle with salt, massage with pepper, and fry them in a frying pan until the aroma overflows, and the surface is golden brown.

Add spiral pasta, anti-aging radiation broccoli, mushrooms, plus a round spoon of seasoned mashed potatoes and seaweed salad.

"I'm so good."

It took only thirty minutes for Xia Mint to finish it.

Such a good wife and mother, she is almost in love with herself.

These nutritious and common ingredients are all for cheap husbands to eat.

As for herself... well, thawed thick cuts of rare sirloin snowflake steak of m12 grade.

In her previous life, she remembered that a small piece of this kind of top steak was priced at four figures in a western restaurant, and even the moonlight was not enough for her to eat a piece.

"hiss."

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

But halfway through, she stumbled on the long skirt that got in the way.

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

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

"Your pub closed for me..."

She was humming a little tune while cooking, and she was very happy.

When Luo Tianlin walked to the entrance of the stairs, just hearing this sentence, Jun Ting's mouth twitched involuntarily.

As he approached the kitchen between the glass covers, his normally cold brows also paused.

The little girl is wearing a black daisy dress today, the skirt extends to the ankle, and a pure white T-shirt on the upper body. It looks clean and has a little girl's unique elegance.

But at this moment, she lifted most of her long skirt, not only revealing a pair of straight and slender legs that were covered in snow and frost, but also highlighted the small waist that was hidden under the loose T-shirt.

And she herself seemed to be unaware, with her little snow-white feet, stepping on the spotless beige stone bricks.

The brick surface may have just been wiped by my aunt, and it reflects brightly.

He lowered his eyes, and could almost faintly see the pale pink of the bottom of her skirt reflected on the stone bricks...

Luo Tianlin paused his fingers slightly, and closed his black eyes.

"ah!"

But Xia Mint just shoveled the steak and threw it into the pot, when he turned around, a shovel almost hit him on the chest.

Terrifying, terrifying.

She backed away in fright, but slipped.

Luo Tianlin opened his eyes, sighed slightly, and stretched out his hand to support her small waist, which was about to fall, and brought it in front of him.

She took out the oil shovel in her hand and threw it into the sink.

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

A faint scent of pine and cypress poured into her breath, full of male tolerance, but filled with aggression that cannot be ignored.

How long has this man secretly watched her?

Sticking out her tongue, Xia Mint lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembling.

As if she had just recovered, she took a shy step back, opened the distance between the two, and said in a tender voice, "I was going to call you."

Between her steps, the supple skirt that was tied around her waist was already shaky, as if several daisies were rippling in the wind.

Luo Tianlin glanced at it and withdrew his gaze, but quickly glanced over again.

The little girl didn't even know it, she walked barefoot to the other side of the Nakajima stage, and bent over on tiptoe to pick up the things on the stage.

The pink of the reflection of the stone bricks is more clear.

Luo Tianlin frowned, took a step forward, wrapped her arms around her waist, gently lifted her under her arm, and lifted the little girl to the Nakajima stage where the small bottle of Bai Yanglan was placed.

Xia Bohol was stunned, her face froze and slightly red.

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

What is he doing, bringing her to the table, is he going to eat her rhythm on the spot?

But now there's only half an hour left, is he too fast? Not very good Ako.

Xia Bomin's apricot eyes that were picked at the end of his eyes were slightly misty.

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

"Put your skirt down."

Summer Mint: ? ? ?

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At the same time, the forum of Nanyuan Art School was in full swing, and an anonymous post was born.

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