Xia Bohe was sitting in front of the small dressing table in the bedroom, putting on a mask and sending WeChat messages to Xia's family.
She habitually put both her legs on the chair and put her hands around her knees.
This is a habit she developed in the small rental room before, because the space is small, not to mention the sofa, even the second chair cannot fit in the room.
The only small table board that can be used as both a dining table and a dressing table is tightly placed between the wall and the small bed, and its size is only two cubits wide. As for the matching chairs, she had to rent them out for the landlord to match.
The landlord also saved money, found a fairly complete set of old chairs with broken legs thrown away by neighbors in the neighborhood, sawed the four legs barely to the same length, and brought them to her for use.
As a result, the chair was several sections shorter than the table, and it was very uncomfortable for her to put her legs on the ground when she was eating and putting on makeup, so she simply sat on the bed with her knees hugged for more time.
After a long time, it is inevitable that she will not sit like a lady when she is alone.
"Well... you're back." Xia Bohe looked down at her feet that were stepping on the chair, and rubbed her arms against the edge of the makeup table, trying to cover her unsightly appearance.
Luo Tianlin belongs to the third generation of a wealthy family. When he was born, the Luo family was already one of the best big families in the circle.
He was educated by elites and cultivated by upper-class etiquette.
The so-called match what one likes is to synchronize life, work, aesthetics, conduct, etc. with the other party as much as possible.
She is so unladylike, if he dislikes her, he may not say it, but he will definitely leave a shadow in his heart.
Xia Bohe lowered her face in annoyance.
She thought he also got off work at six o'clock on weekends, and it would be after half past six when he got home.
but-
She wanted to put her feet down silently, but she didn't even look up, she could feel a hot gaze on her feet.
She could not help shrinking her toes.
Just after taking a bath, she also applied a thick layer of green tea-flavored skin care lotion. The tea fragrance is clear, lingering in the air, delicate and clean.
As soon as Luo Tianlin stood outside the door, he saw her sitting posture.
Like a baby curled up, the slender back draws out a beautiful smooth arc, the swan neck bends down, the small chin rests on the delicate kneecaps, and the hands wrap around a pair of straight crossed slender legs.
The curtains were not drawn in the room, and the gauze-like sunlight shone on her back, even her slightly crooked ball head was dyed with a golden light.
Seeing him, the little girl flinched, even refusing to raise her head.
There was a faint fragrance of tea on her body, the tenacity of green grass and the dustiness after dew, but she didn't dare to look at him or meet his gaze.
She was also very happy shopping yesterday.
In the morning, because he said he would use a massage chair, she stayed happily.
But now, Luo Tianlin frowned and looked at the mobile phone in his palm unexpectedly.
Coincidentally, a voice note of Mao Ruimin popped up.
He paused and clicked on.
"Explain what!? How did I commit crimes to raise a prodigal child like you who pissed me off! If I had known earlier, I would have thrown you away, debt collector!"
"Where are you now! School! You come to the hospital now, your father and I were almost killed by you!"
Luo Tianlin's face quickly darkened.
Xia Bohe immediately took advantage of him to look at the phone, put her legs flat on the ground, straightened her back very ladylikely, and put her hands on her legs.
Seeing cheap husband's gloomy expression, she immediately blinked her eyes.
"Brother Luo, please give me your mobile phone... I told them that I will get the crew's money right away, and the massage chair can be replenished for them."
She was scolded for buying him a gift.
Was he moved
Does he repent and blame himself
Should he ask her to return the product, and then say it's okay, and stick to her family first? !
Return Returns!
Xia Bohe looked at him in a spirited manner.
"You want to buy it for your younger brother?" Luo Tianlin raised his eyebrows, his voice a bit deep.
Of course Xia Bohe didn't want to.
But she can do math problems, return a massage chair worth more than 100,000 yuan, and buy a massage chair worth 5,000 yuan for Xia's younger brother.
Although it looks like she lost 5,000 yuan, she actually wants 100,000 yuan back!