Chapter 260 The person I signed is my person

"Husband..." Xia Mint blurted out, but quickly covered her mouth, and quickly looked towards the door of the dressing room.

She was obviously relieved that only Lin Qi was there, her eyes flashed and she looked at Luo Tianlin with a little surprise, "Why are you here?"

"Soon." Luo Tianlin's dark eyes were slightly choked, and his voice was low.

is strange.

Lin Qi’s resentment is almost breaking through the sky.

She was forced to the side just now!

"If you like it, tell the housekeeper and let him decide on this year's new style." Luo Tianlin glanced at the fragments of fabric she tore off, lowered his eyelids, and looked faintly.

He has never seen such a thrifty girl.

The long skirt was torn, and I tried to wear it as a short skirt.

"Not enough money in the card?" He squinted his eyes and suddenly remembered that the girl never asked him for money this summer. Last month, he actually transferred him a sum of 666 yuan as promised.

Speaking of this, Xia Mint also remembered, and smiled brightly, "I asked the director, the scholarship money will be credited to my school card in these two days."

But she squatted again, and she secretly asked Ke Youbin about the money from the hot search last time.

He even said that the money came from Luo Tianlin privately, but he didn’t ask Zha Lang to come back later.

Hey.

"Hmm." Seeing her look like this, Luo Tianlin tried his best to recall the amount of scholarship, his brows were loose and tight.

"Mother Lin is not here today. You will cook dinner for me. After the meal, you will still have a bowl of watermelon and a pot of Biluochun. I will pay you today’s salary of Ma Lin.

Xia Mint: "! How embarrassed then?"

Lin Qi:? ? ?

Her mother is on paid leave, and the boss coaxes his wife to do housework with such shameless means!

"Boss, today, five photographers asked me for his wife’s work contact information. They all want to hire a wife to be a model. The hourly salary ranges from 1,000 to 5,000."

Luo Tianlin is cold.

was about to speak, when the door of the dressing room was knocked, "Xia Xia, it's me, Brother You. You open the door and I will take you to French cuisine."

Luo Tianlin raised his brows.

Lin Qihehe, "Madam, do you want to eat high-end French cuisine, or go home to wash your hands and make soup for the boss, do this kind of cooking and dishwashing work that is prone to long hand lines and rough skin?"

This is really a proposition.

Xia Mint's liver trembled carefully.

She gave Lin Qi a small look, and then she raised her head and blinked, and looked at Luo Tianlin obediently, "When I learn French cuisine, I can cook and eat at home without going out. Cooking is okay, at home. There is a hand cream, as long as I pay attention to maintenance, the skin will not become rough."

Luo Tianlin twisted his eyebrows, and instantly thought of Lin Ma’s hands with frostbite.

Looking at the little girl's green jade hands again, a trace of fear that he hadn't experienced suddenly rolled out of her chest.

Glancing at Lin Qi coldly, "Let Bellejoli send the chef to Zhuyuan."

Lin Qiqiang held back his admiration for his wife and nodded immediately.

And Luo Tianlin walked quickly to the door of the dressing room and opened the door with a black face.

Outside You Junhao raised his hand and knocked to the empty source. After seeing him, the smiling face wearing sunglasses was taken aback, "Mr. Luo? Why are you here?"

Luo Tianlin barely nodded his head, his eyebrows were cold.

"Especially less."

"My man, letting you take pictures is the limit."

Eat, ho.

You Junhao took off his sunglasses, astonishment and suffocation flashed in his eyes at the same time, "Your man? Xia Xia..."

Luo Tianlin narrowed his eyes, adjusted his tie with his slender fingers, and looked back at the standing little girl. He lowered her eyelids when she saw her young and innocent face, and suppressed a turbulent flow.

"I signed it."

"That's my person."

There was a bang, and with this announcement, the door closed mercilessly.

Leave You Junhao as a student, standing outside the door blankly.

(End of this chapter)