Hitting Up The Big Leagues with a Green Tea Personality

Chapter 455: There’s a big fire stove holding her (pk additional update)(l)

Translator: 549690339

When she woke up the next day, her eyes were still red and swollen. She quickly put a tea bag on them.

In the dining room, Mrs. Lin had already prepared breakfast.

“Mrs. Lin, hmm, my eyes are swollen. Can you cook an egg for me? I want to roll around and see if it’ll be better.’

Shiba was a little embarrassed.

Mrs. Lin’s smile was a little complicated. you didn’t sleep well on your first night, did you? ” she asked with heartache.

She was already prepared. She turned around and took out the eggs from the kitchen.

Even Xia Bo was surprised. She touched her swollen eyelids. Did Mrs. Lin hear her crying yesterday?

Mrs. Lin, I didn’t make any noise yesterday, did I? ”

Mrs. Lin lived on the 24th floor.

This was a high-end residential area, the sound insulation couldn’t be that bad, right?

And this system, it couldn’t be that unreliable. Yesterday, she had cried so hard in the system that it shook the heavens and the earth. There were a few small scenes where she had cried her heart out.

It would be so embarrassing if Mrs. Lin heard her crying!

“No, I didn’t,” Mrs. Lin denied flatly.

Shiba immediately heaved a sigh of relief and rolled the egg on her eyelids.

young Madam, ” Mrs. Lin hesitated, ” did you have a nightmare last night? ” She couldn’t bear to hear her crying.

Xia Bo he’s hand, which was rolling the egg, immediately stopped. The corners of her mouth were filled with a bitter smile. yes.

It was simply a collection of nightmares.

I’m in a small, dark room, and I can’t get out. I’ve lost a lot of things, a lot of people …

She kept crying and crying.

Mrs. Lin couldn’t bear to hear that. are you feeling better now? ‘

After her young master came yesterday, she stayed on the 24th floor and didn’t dare to come down.

But from the sound, it seemed that the crying had become much softer.

Shiba blinked. yeah, I think there’s a big stove next to me. Soon, it was so hot that I was sweating all over. It didn’t seem so dark anymore, and I didn’t feel so sad.”

Speaking of which, she also felt that it was very strange.

She yawned and stretched. Then, she picked up the milk on the table and took a small sip.

“I felt very comfortable when I woke up today. The bed was a little hard, but it seemed very warm.”

Mrs. Lin’s eyes flickered, but she hesitated.

Big fire stove, that’s young master, right?

However, she was just a helper and could not rashly comment on the master’s family matters.

When the swelling in her eyes was almost gone, she quickly finished her breakfast.

After thinking about it, he even used his alternate account to report his safety in the Luo family’s WeChat group.

[I had a good night’s sleep at the new place yesterday Grandpa, mom, and dad, don’t worry has everyone had breakfast?]

In an instant, the other members of the Luo family replied.

Only Luo tianlin’s profile picture did not pop up. He was probably busy.

Just as Xia Bo was about to send him a private message to ask if he had eaten breakfast when Mrs. Lin was not around, Lin Qi knocked on the door and wanted to take her to the recording of ‘farmland’.

On the top floor of the company, Luo tianlin pursed his thin lips tightly as he read the news that the young lady had sent to cover up the situation.

He was so angry that he almost laughed.

She was crying so much, yet she was sleeping so well?

She lied without even thinking.

He narrowed his eyes and sent a message to Mrs. Lin: [ give her a warm glass of milk every night from now on. ]

In an old public house, Zhao Zhenzhen summoned the novel.

She could read every page of the novel and know all the plots that would happen.

But .

“How did this happen?”

[ went ]

Zhao Zhenzhen turned to the next three pages, and each page was filled with large clusters of asterisks!

Only a few lines of unimportant descriptions of the environment showed the text.

[you do not have access to this section. ]

[ you can only read the paragraphs that are related to you. ]

“What? These are not my scenes? I’m the female lead! Shouldn’t it have the most pages? There’s so much blocked text, it’s way longer than the protagonist’s length, okay?” Is this author an idiot?!