Liner followed him out, sat down at the dining table, and talked to him about the topic: "Why don't you have this plan?"

"Let's talk about whether I have this plan for now." Xie Yan held a white soup spoon in his right hand and a small blue and white porcelain bowl in his left hand. While serving fish soup in it, he said casually, "Look at this requirement, I don't meet any of them."

Liner thought for a while and said, "Maybe you can work hard. There is nothing you can't do after working hard."

"Then this is really not good." After serving the fish soup, Xie Yan put the small bowl in front of her.

Before he sat down, he pressed his hand on the edge of the table in front of her and leaned over to look at her: "He is 1.7 to 1.8 meters tall. Isn't this forcing me to saw off a piece of my legs?"

"..." This seems to be really not good.

So Liner changed his words: "That's because you're too tall."

Lin Er thought about the boys he usually saw in school. After visually measuring their height, she took an average value and said, "By the average height of high school students, boys are usually about 1.8 meters tall."

Xie Yan said: "My height is to cooperate with you."

Liner: "?"

Liner: "How do you say this?"

"Once upon a time, a great man who has been famous for all ages once said-" Xie Yan pressed the edge of the table with one hand, and continued to bend down slowly, with a smile in his eyes, "The height difference of sixteen centimeters is just right for kissing."

As the ending words fell, Lin Er's lips softened.

It opens at a touch.

A kiss as light as a feather.

Liner blinked: "Who said that?"

There is also such an indecent great man?

Xie Yan said calmly: "Prince Nicholas Yan."

Liner: “…”

Isn't that himself?

"Okay, have a meal." Xie Yan stepped back, pulled open the seat, and sat down at the dining table.

This topic ends here.

Liner pinched a small spoon and scooped up a bite of fish soup to drink.

The fish soup cooked by Xie Yan is much better than Lin Yian. Although it cannot be said to be at the level of a chef, it is at least full of color, fragrance and taste, and can be used to show off. The soup cooked by Lin Yian is not only too salty, but also too salty.

After drinking half a bowl of fish soup, Lin Er looked up and saw Xie Yan still picking coriander from the fish soup.

They were all in one piece, and they were very careful.

"Don't you like cilantro?" she asked.

Xie Yan: "Yeah, I don't like to eat."

"Then don't just put it in when you cook fish soup?" Lin Er couldn't quite understand his operation.

He doesn't bother to pick it out after it is released.

"Don't you want to eat it?" Xie Yan's tone was scattered, and Choppers were still picking the coriander in the bowl, looking very careless, "I'll just pick out the ones from my bowl."

Lin Er said "ah" and said honestly: "I don't like it either, I can eat it or not. If you don't like it, don't let it go again in the future."

It's so troublesome to pick it out again.

Xie Yan raised his eyebrows, and a tiny smile in his dark eyes: "You are so accommodating to me?"

Lin Er suddenly stopped pinching the spoon.

After a few seconds, she raised her head, and her light amber eyes looked at him without a moment, with the expression on her face extremely serious: "Xie Tiantian, for you, is this considered as accommodating?"
Chapter completed!