Pampering Handbook of Rich Flowers

Chapter 81 One Shirt For One Kiss

Chapter 81 A shirt for a kiss
At this time, Luo Chaosheng finally succeeded in rescuing his fried eggs.

He sandwiched them between slices of bread, and added slices of ham and corn kernels on top of each other.

In order to understand the tiredness, he put some tomato slices on another layer.

After the ingredients were prepared, he took the seasoned salad dressing and squeezed them to the edge of the side bit by bit.

A tempting sandwich was made and he put it into the smart baker.

After 2 minutes, Luo Chaosheng took out the formed sandwich and put it on the silver plate already set on the dining table.

Delicious looking, the layered sandwich sits quietly on a silver round dinner plate.

The bread slices become softer after being baked, exuding a faint milky aroma, which is more attractive with the aroma of ham and fried eggs.

He poured two more cups of fresh milk and put them next to the dinner plate as food supplements.

There are very few Chinese restaurants in France. He is obsessed with cleanliness and doesn't like to touch things that have been handled by others. Therefore, during the five years in France, his cooking skills have become more and more sophisticated.

A meal is made, although the ingredients are simple, but it is full of color, flavor and taste.

Mr. Luo has deliberately cultivated his table manners, so his table arrangement is comparable to that of a five-star hotel, very elegant.

He has already taken the first step in grabbing a person's stomach, and now he is short of the second step, letting Qingqing come over to taste the fruits of his labor.

It is strange to say that Wen Qing is not a bedridden character, but today she has not left the room for a long time.

Luo Chaosheng decided to wake her up, but the bedroom was empty.

Facing the empty room, Luo Chaosheng froze for a moment.

Did she run away while he was making breakfast?
It's a little too heartless.

Luo Chaosheng's eyes were slightly cold.

However, his face darkened for a moment, but a weak questioning voice suddenly came from the direction of the bathroom.

"Alo, did you come in?"

Wen Qing wrapped herself in a wet towel, carefully picked the door frame of the bathroom, and only opened a crack to shout in a low voice.

Luo Chaosheng's room was very large, and there was a decorative wall between the private bathroom and the bed, so she couldn't see what was going on there, and could only judge from the sound of footsteps that someone should have entered the room.

It turned out that the little girl was still there, but she just went to the bathroom.

Luo Chaosheng's coldness subsided slightly, and he walked to the bathroom door.

"what happened?"

Guessing what might be wrong with Wen Qing, Luo Chaosheng asked.

Wen Qing hid her whole body behind the bathroom door, revealing a pair of helpless almond eyes through the crack of the door.

Luo Chaosheng looked at her in confusion.

Wen Qing faltered and said: "There are no clothes in it that I can wear..."

Luo Chaosheng paused slightly, this time he reacted quickly, and directly understood what kind of situation Wen Qing was in.

After thinking about it, he smiled.

Luo Chaosheng pursed his lips, stopped walking towards the bathroom, and instead took a step back.

He encouraged in a gentle tone: "It's okay, Qingqing, just come out, everyone has met each other honestly, you don't have to be too rigid."

Wen Qing: "..."

At this time, there was only a bath towel on her body, which was still long enough to cover her body, and it could cover the top but not the bottom.

Even if she managed to let it take care of her up and down now, she still showed her two long snow-white legs, which would disappear if she moved a little.

In addition, the bath towel was already wet, and it fit tightly to her own body curve. At first glance, it seemed like she was playing: wet, body, temptation, temptation.

Be damned honest.

this body?go out?

Wen Qing had a wooden face.

The picture was so beautiful that she didn't even dare to think about it.

"Alo..."

There is no way, there is a need for others, Wen Qing lowered her body in a timely manner, and her voice was so soft and soft that it could almost make people's bones crisp.

In terms of acting like a baby to Luo Chaosheng, Wen Qing can say without exaggeration that she is a professional.

"I need clothes, can you get me your clothes?"

Wen Qing asked softly.

Luo Chaosheng leaned against the decorative wall with a relaxed face, thinking about it for a second, and then said to her with a smile.

"Qingqing, I'm a businessman, and businessmen like to exchange at equal value. Since you want my clothes, what do you want to exchange with me?"

Wen Qing: "..."

mix!Egg!
Where did the poor little girl who hugged her and apologized yesterday?

How did he become the unscrupulous businessman in front of him who took advantage of the fire!

However, no matter how unhappy she is in her heart when she asks for something, Wen Qing's superficial skills are also very good.

If she didn't have any clothes, she would rather live in his bathroom for the rest of her life than step out of this door.

So he could only show weakness to Luo Chaosheng through the crack of the door: "Then, what do you want?"

With the lessons learned from asking for gifts on New Year's Eve, Wen Qing could imagine with a strand of hair that what Luo Chaosheng wanted her to exchange for equivalent value would not be as simple as money.

Luo Chaosheng smiled and said, "It's not what I want, it's what the customers want."

He said: "One kiss for a shirt, let me sleep in the arms for a night and change for a pair of pants. The price of conscience is fair and reasonable, and it's not a loss if you start with it."

Luo Chaosheng lazily leaned against the wall, looked at Wen Qing with smiling eyes, and said lightly, "Qingqing, what do you need?"

Wen Qing: "..."

She needs a new boyfriend.

Woohoo, where is the gentle, caring, understanding, clear and peaceful Aluo who is as clean and clear as a white lotus in the flourishing age?
Who is this man in front of him who exudes the aura of a profiteer and a black belly?who is it?
Haruko Wen Jiaqing, who is almost never short of money, did not remember that there is still a thing called bargaining in the world.

She was unwilling to pay too much what Luo Chaosheng asked her for, so she began to think of ways to reduce her needs.

Wen Qing sneaked a peek at Luo Chaosheng's figure outside the door.

He is much taller than her, so his shirt should be able to wrap her legs around her knees, right?
can you?

With the mentality of taking a gamble, Wen Qing whispered: "I want a shirt."

Luo Chaosheng was not surprised by this result, but still kindly reminded her: "This customer, once the products in this store are sold, they will not be returned or exchanged, and the price may increase at any time. Are you sure you only need one shirt?"

Wen Qing knew about his behavior. In terms of sales behavior, this was called induced consumption, and it was a basic skill that every successful salesman must master.

Wen Qing is already a mature customer, of course she knows what she really needs, so she rejected Luo Chaosheng's reminder on the spot.

"I'm sure, just a shirt, go and get it."

Luo Chaosheng's face remained unchanged, and he walked towards his cloakroom unhurriedly.

The Luo family's house is very large, it is a three-story duplex villa, with five rooms on each floor, everything from daily living to fitness and entertainment.

His cloakroom occupies three of these rooms.

Luo Chaosheng went straight to the smallest room, opened the door, and found his junior high school uniform jacket in the corner of the closet.

Qingqing only said that she wanted a shirt, but didn't say what style she wanted. As a meticulous and conscientious businessman, he just took a size that was similar to her current figure.

Is there a problem?no problem.

Three minutes later, Wen Qing stared in dismay at herself in the bathroom mirror, who had changed from wet, seductive, to subdued, seductive, and covered her face silently.

so bad!Really too bad!
No wonder he said no refund or exchange!

God knows where he got such a small piece of clothing. Her upper body happened to be a loose fitting size, which just wrapped around her upper body.

As for other places...

Messy in the warm wind.

Luo Chaosheng stood outside the door with a smile and arms crossed, waiting to watch the show.

"Qingqing, can I come out?"

Wen Qing: "..."

She gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, and told herself over and over again that people should bow their heads when they should be under the eaves.

Trying to suppress the irritability surging in her heart, Wen Qing said depressedly: "I might still need a pair of pants..."

Luo Chaosheng couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

Wen Qing covered her face in grief and indignation.

Luo Chaosheng did not intend to let her go, and said in a leisurely manner: "I'm sorry, this customer. Affected by the economic crisis, the prices of our products have temporarily increased. A pair of pants is currently priced to sleep with one night and a kiss. Excuse me. Do you still want to buy it?"

Wen Qing clenched her fist angrily: "Yes!"

Profiteer, profiteer!
It is because there are always such opportunistic capitalists who take advantage of the fire in the world that there are economic crises again and again.

Anger is anger, she is afraid that he will raise the price again, and the speed of compromise is very fast.

Luo Chaosheng laughed, went to the previous cloakroom again, found out his school uniform pants and gave them to Wen Qing.

When Wen Qing tidied herself up and came out of the bathroom with a blushing face, Luo Chaosheng looked at her in a daze for a moment.

The style of school uniforms for junior high school students is gender-neutral, so there is no sense of disobedience in wearing his uniform on her body.

The jacket barely fit, and the trousers were slightly long. Wen Qing rolled up the trousers and rolled them around her legs, revealing a slender ankle, as white as frost and snow.

The little girl has just taken a bath, her skin is still slightly pink due to the water vapor, and the school uniform on her body is very old-fashioned. At first glance, she looks clean and tender, as if she has returned to the many times that accompanied each other. Year.

Luo Chaosheng was slightly dazed.

Wen Qing also had some feelings when she put on this suit in the bathroom. Although the two had never been in the same school at the same time, she had always been his nominal junior.

It's just that every time she entered school, he went to a higher level of school, leaving one after another in the school, which belonged to him, and no one can surpass it so far.

Chaosheng, the girl's dream lover of Luo Puluo, is the one who has received the most love letters and gifts among all junior high school grassroots.

He once set a record of being blocked by a little girl with more than three digits to confess his love on Valentine's Day, and no one has broken it so far.

But this person is incomprehensible. It is said that he loves textbooks more than beautiful women, so while rejecting the above crazy bees and butterflies, he set a second record that no one has broken.

Since the first entrance examination, it has firmly occupied the first place in the school list, and has never fallen once!As in middle school, so in high school.

Wen Qing can often hear other girls mention Luo Chaosheng's name with admiration, and she will be surprised at first.

Unexpectedly, the good-looking little brother next door is so good and so popular.

So much so that everyone has graduated and left school, and there are still fans who will never forget him by relying on the legend he left behind.

Later, Wen Qing asked him a question rather gossip.

She asked him, since the little girls who chased after him in junior high school all broke through the triple digits, how was it in high school, and whether there were more of them.

Luo Chaosheng told her with a righteous face at the time that high school students spend all their time and energy on studying and preparing for the college entrance examination, and have no time to think about other things at all.

At that time, Wen Qing was really deceived by him, and she was encouraged and worked hard, and instead put all her energy on her studies.

Now think about it...

Wen Qing looked strange.

She believed him a ghost!
Junior high school is so outrageous, there are probably more girls in high school.

Inexplicably, Wen Qing suddenly felt unhappy, and she didn't know why she was angry, she was just unhappy anyway.

She walked up to Luo Chaosheng who was staring at her with a straight face, and stood still.

"Aren't you going to get paid, dear?"

After the words fell, she raised her face with displeasure, and closed her eyes.

Luo Chaosheng laughed dumbfounded.

Affected by the clothes, the little girl in front of him actually looked like a child still in school, standing in front of him in a daze, giving him the illusion that he was abducting an underage girl.

Staring at her fixedly for a long while, he finally just picked up a strand of black hair hanging from Wen Qing's temples and sniffed it. When he smelled the same sea breeze as his, he slightly outlined his lower lip, and then put his warm palm on her. The top of her hair was ruffled.

"I owe it first, come over for breakfast."

Wen Qing opened her eyes blankly, unable to believe that he really let her go so easily.

Until she sat at the table, Wen Qing still had this doubt, and began to unconsciously conspire.

"Alo, you won't ask me for interest, will you?"

After hesitating again and again, she still asked nervously.

Doing business with profiteers and still owed debts, how can there be no interest charged?

She was prepared for the worst.

Luo Chaosheng was already drinking milk. Hearing this, he glanced at her indifferently, with a calm expression: "What are you thinking? Am I that kind of person?"

Wen Qing smiled purely at him, but she was silently complaining in her heart, I'm afraid your self-perception is not accurate, what do you mean you are such a person?
You are, you are!
"Save it for later."

Luo Chaosheng calmly turned his eyes away from Wen Qing.

The little girl smiling sweetly at him in her school uniform is really alluring.

Can't watch it anymore.

Looking at it again, he is afraid that he will use up these two hard-won opportunities in advance.

Luo Chaosheng lowered his eyes and focused on the sandwich on the plate, but the words Wen Qing just asked him were playing back in his mind.

Ask her for interest?

Luo Chaosheng curled his lips and bit down on the sandwich.

Qingqing, I'm afraid you don't know how many people can get rich by lending usury loans.

Opposite him, Wen Qing also took a bite of the sandwich, and the sweet smell spread over her taste buds.

The satisfaction brought by the food made her temporarily forget the unresolved business relationship with Luo Chaosheng, and began to enjoy the breakfast wholeheartedly.

In the middle of the meal, Luo Chaosheng received a call. He only hummed for the whole process, then put down the phone and smiled gently at Wen Qing.

"Qingqing, those pretty little skirts are ready, come and meet them with me later?"

Luo Chaosheng remembered what the two had said to Hershey Wen Qing, and deliberately teased her.

A pretty little skirt...

Wen Qing, 囧.

She silently swallowed the food that almost stuck herself, hummed lightly, and felt a little expectation in her heart.

And Luo Chaosheng, during those moments when she didn't meet his gaze, has been silently watching her with scorching eyes, obviously looking forward to what will happen next more than she is.

Digression: I saw a comment on an outstation when the hero and heroine were not together, saying: Wen Qing, a well-known wood in the global village.Suddenly, I felt so cute and liked this review, so I decided to write a side story for it~~ Arrangement!

 Ah, babies, I really love the tickets in your pockets~~mua~~mua~~
  
 
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