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Chapter 591

When preparing to make another batch of late moon cakes at the weekend, Lin Xiaoxian thought carefully.

Among the three molds of "promotion", "fortune" and "happiness", both "fortune" and "happiness" are suitable for the Xia family, but the used ones can't be used anymore, otherwise they will be perfunctory.

If a person has too many girlfriends, he is either perfunctory or serious in this matter. Lin Xiaoxian can be said to be quite principled in carrying water.

Therefore, Lin Xiaoxian ordered a new mold.

At first he wanted to print the word "mother and daughter".

But after all, it's something to eat. It's always strange to eat "mother and daughter"

Therefore, Lin Xiaoxian finally chose "ping an". He got up early on Saturday morning and made 20 rose flavored ice moon cakes with the word "ping an" printed on them. After they were put into the gift box, he set out at about 9:30.

Originally, Lin Xiaoxian wanted to go at 9:30 and return at about 10:00, but in fact, it was already 10:30 when he arrived at Xia's house because of the traffic jam.

Ding Dong——

"Good aunt Xia... Good aunt Xia... Excuse me..."

When he rang the doorbell, Lin Xiaoxian silently practiced his smile and lines when he saw his mother-in-law, but when the door opened, he was stunned as soon as he opened his mouth:

"Xia... Er, Lina?"

It was not Xia Xinyao who opened the door. A lovely blonde maid appeared behind the door. She wore a black-and-white maid skirt and White Velvet stockings. She stepped on a pair of pink slippers and held a broom about her height.

It's the 8th, or Lina, I haven't seen in a while.

She looked at Lin Xiaoxian. Her big blue eyes blinked twice, and then something glittered. Cherry lips opened gently:

"Master."

“……”

Although he still doesn't get used to it, since he responded to her last time, Lin Xiaoxian doesn't show much hypocrisy now:

"Lina, is that... Xia always there?"

Lin Xiaoxian forgot one thing, that is, Xia Xinyao is likely to be in the company at the weekend. At present, he regretted that he didn't find Xia luoqiu to confirm after seeing the 8th.

"The master wants to find Mrs. Xia?" No. 8 tilted his small head and gently knocked on the broomstick handle.

"Well, the Mid Autumn Festival... I'm a little busy. I didn't come to give gifts and visit."

On the 8th, Wen Yan thought and took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet:

"Mrs. Xia works in the bedroom. The master sits first and Lina calls."

"Oh... Oh."

Lin Xiaoxian nodded. He was familiar. He changed his shoes and sat in the living room.

"Where's your teacher Monica? There's No. 7 and No. 10." Lin Xiaoxian and Monica have only one face, and No. 7 and No. 10 are only heard of.

"They are in the company."

On the 8th, Lin Xiaoxian simply responded. Lin Xiaoxian looked at Xia Xinyao's closed bedroom door on the second floor, and then looked at No. 8. The small steps were very light and the action was very quick. He took a cup and poured water. It was decent. He was indeed a very capable little maid.

"Lina, just boiled water."

Lin Xiaoxian shouted softly, but No. 8 turned a deaf ear. It seemed that he was pouring tea into the water dispenser, but he stirred it with a small spoon.

English black tea

Lin Xiaoxian said he was very particular about it. He hadn't drunk it before, so he was not polite.

After waiting for a moment, No. 8 came over with a cup and handed it to Lin Xiaoxian.

"Thank you. Put the tea table."

Lina didn't put it down and looked at him with her eyes watery.

“……”

Lin Xiaoxian is embarrassed. Is this to watch him drink?

Anyway, this is quite a nostalgic way to act as a spoiled child. When my sister was still reading the first and second days of junior high school, she would bring tea and water to my brother from time to time, and then watch my brother drink it. I had to let my brother feel his concern on the spot.

All right, then drink.

Gudong, Gudong——

"This..."

After two drinks, Lin Xiaoxian glanced at the cup. The color of iced black tea was strange, but it tasted a little like Huoxiang Zhengqi liquid.

I have to admit that this is quite different from the British black tea recognized by Lin Xiaoxian from the book. At least there is no honey, milk or sugar.

"Is this tea?"

"It's tea."

Lina answered decisively, then took off her slippers, stepped on the sofa with her little ice cream feet, knelt down beside Lin Xiaoxian, leaned slightly, and her eyes were full of expectation:

"Lina made it."

"This... Well, it's really delicious..."

Lin Xiaoxian said ha ha, feeling a little empty.

It's not because of lying about the taste of tea, but that the 8th is a little too close.

The little maid's collar was not tight enough. She leaned her upper body and knelt beside her. Yu Guang of Lin Xiaoxian could easily see the fluffy soft Nai bag.

A little white and tender meat, and even the edge of the band aid and a little powder at the edge can be seen.

A faint sweet smell, with a tender and fresh milk flavor, drifted into his nose, which made Lin Xiaoxian feel a little guilty and excited.

Eh?

Are you... Excited?

Lin Xiaoxian was a little stunned. Looking at Lina's delicate little face close at hand and the soft, tender and thin lips like sugar paper, he suddenly felt something different in his heart. He shook his head quickly, and the difference dispersed quietly.

Hoo

Don't think about sin, sin and indecency, although this guy is eighteen years old.

"Master..."

"Huh?"

When Lin Xiaoxian came back, he drank two or three mouthfuls of the already small tea cup. Seeing that No. 8 looked at him with some doubts, he quickly gave his thumb:

"Good tea!"

“……”

However, No. 8 seems to care about tea better than Lin Xiaoxian thought. She silently looked at the tea cup, looked at Lin Xiaoxian, and finally stopped under Lin Xiaoxian's belly with thoughtful eyes.

"Er... Lina, would you please call president Xia?" Lin Xiaoxian was uneasy when she stared at her eyes and tried to test her legs.

But Lina didn't go upstairs. Instead, she took the cup and went to make another cup of tea.

Lin Xiaoxian called out to the good guy in his heart. He has seen wine drinkers but not tea drinkers. Is he boasting too fake?

The delicious little maid handed the second cup of tea to the master's mouth. Lin Xiaoxian deliberately drank it slowly this time, pretending to be a fine product. After drinking it, he praised it again:

"Good tea! There is a happy joy and I feel full of strength."

But tea is good tea. Lin Xiaoxian is in a trance. He also feels that the delicate legs of No. 8 are also good legs. If you press and pinch, it should be soft

“！”

incorrect!

What's going on today

"Lina, call president Xia."

Lin Xiaoxian urged, but No. 8's eyes were slightly lost:

"Master... Aren't you sleepy..."

"That's a question. Who sent someone to stay as soon as they came?"

Lin Xiaoxian smiled, but No. 8 went to make tea for the third time after a trace of reluctance and doubt flashed through his eyes.

Lin Xiaoxian was speechless. She went to the water dispenser to stir it up. Maybe she ran out of tea and went to another room. The sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets sounded for ten minutes.

"This little guy..."

Lin Xiaoxian couldn't laugh or cry, but after all, he didn't come to drink tea. After thinking about it, he didn't wait for the 8th to toss around. He brought up the moon cake and went to the second floor. In order to prevent the opening of the door and killing, he deliberately stood a little on the side of the bedroom door and knocked on the door:

"Good aunt Xia."

Lin Xiaoxian had a clear voice and deliberately let her hear her voice clearly, so as not to rashly come out when she was naked in the bedroom, causing unnecessary embarrassment.

This has proved useful.

When the bedroom door opened slowly and Xia Xinyao's beautiful face appeared in front of Lin Xiaoxian, her purple silk nightgown had been tightly wrapped by the ribbon around her waist, with willow eyebrows and red lips slightly open, and her bright apricot eyes were full of surprise:

"Lin... Lin Xiaoxian? What are you doing here?"

"Aunt, the Mid Autumn Festival is too busy. I didn't send the moon cakes I made myself, so..." Lin Xiaoxian lifted the box in his hand and looked sincere.

Xia Xinyao seemed to have something on her mind. With a jade hand tightly holding the loose skirt, she opened the door completely after glancing at him:

"Come in and say."

"Ah...?"

Lin Xiaoxian grabbed his hair and smiled:

"It's inconvenient, aunt. If you're busy, you'll be busy first. I can put my things down and go."

"Oh..."

Xia Xinyao snorted coldly, his eyes staring like anger:

"It's inconvenient to say now? Lin Xiaoxian, you are so hypocritical to my daughter, aren't you?"

“……”

Also, last time I put on all kinds of wonderful programs in people's bedrooms, now it's really hypocritical to chirp.

In addition, Xia Xinyao has a lot on her mind. At present, she is obviously not in the mood to pay attention to these things. Lin Xiaoxian is not polite. She follows Xia Xinyao into the bedroom. After closing the door, she sees a laptop and piles of documents on the spacious dresser.

"Mid Autumn Festival..."

Xia Xinyao sat beside the bed and folded her arms around her bulging chest:

"After all this time, Lin Xiao Xian, is you really a senior three? Is it idle?"

"Okay..."

Xia Xinyao was probably going to go to the company, but she had something urgent, so she just handled it at home.

Therefore, Lin Xiaoxian found that although his mother-in-law was wearing a nightgown, she was wearing pants and silk stockings with skin color under her waist. The thin nylon yarn wrapped her plump and slender legs, and the unique texture of uniform and flawless was slightly glowing. The only pity was that her exquisite and small beautiful feet hid in light gray slippers

"You said you made this moon cake yourself?"

"Yes."

"There are many evil ways..."

“……”

"Gee, how do you open this box?"

Xia Xinyao took the box and looked through it. Her upturned legs were changed to one side. The rustling sound of silk stockings stopped in Lin Xiaoxian's ears, but somehow there was a feeling of "being amplified", which made him gradually thirsty and a little more daring. He also sat down directly beside Xia Xinyao's bed:

"Aunt, it's like this..."

When Lin Xiaoxian sat down, Xia Xinyao frowned slightly. However, because the last farce raised the response threshold, she didn't say much. While Lin Xiaoxian was teaching her to open the packing box, she smelled the fragrance of cooked Mei on Xia Xinyao and felt more and more that something was wrong today.