President Yan looking for dinner at night (1)

Since no one was cooking that night, Xia Bo he went to the kitchen to pick out the ingredients and prepare dinner without Luo tianlin's permission.

But she had made him a meal before.

A woman could do anything for a man, but once the number of times increased, the man would easily take it for granted. After a long time, the sense of surprise disappeared.

This wasn't what Shiba wanted.

She thought for a moment and only fried a medium-well eye steak for herself.

Then, he closed the refrigerator door, turned off the gas, and opened the take-out app.

When Luo tianlin smelled the fragrance coming from the first floor of the study, his tightly knitted eyebrows relaxed a little. He interrupted the business Director who was reporting on the other end of the tablet.

"Send the data to my email."

The business services Director was stunned for a moment, but he was clearly relieved.