MTL - The Useless Stepmom Brings Her Kids to Reality TV Shows to Photograph Them-Chapter 45 045． The upper and lower lips can really turn over

   Chapter 45 045. The upper and lower lips can really turn over

  Xia Mo finally understood what Shen Man said before leaving.

Lin Wan is not simple, but Lin Wan is also not complicated. Not simple means: she is not like a salted fish that is not cooked well, as she sees on the surface, not complicated means: she has a simple mind and does not want to do things It will never be flattering, so it will not deliberately open the screen like a peacock to show its own advantages in order to establish the so-called personality.

   Push one or the other, the pot of fruit tea she made yesterday must be very delicious.

Forty-year-old Xia Mo has an appreciation for Lin Wan in her eyes. When she was as old as Lin Wan, she was only new to desserts. For the next 12 years, she relied on her own work behind closed doors. Two days ago, she was working in front of Lin Wan. …

  Xia Mo had a bold idea in her heart. If Napoleon really succeeded this time, she would take Lin Wan as her teacher.

   Of course, Lin Wan didn't understand, what was wrong with Napoleon, why did Xia Mo express such admiration for himself? Could it be that there are no good pastry chefs in this world?

   "Okay." Xia Mo assured.

   "The one in the oven should be good, give this to me." Lin Wan stared at the piece of Napoleon.

   "It's almost here, you can get it." Xia Mo was so embarrassed to give Lin Wan the smashed cake.

"I have to go back, my clingy guy." Lin Wan found a reason to leave, because she found that when it comes to cakes, Xia Mo can't stop talking, and even brought a notebook, but she has other things to do to do it.

   "Oh, okay, let's make an appointment next time." Xia Mo looked at the time and found that it was almost two o'clock.

  Li Yanchen didn't expect Lin Wan to be gone for so long, he simply moved the chair outside the yard and turned his head towards Song Jing's house.

   Soon, Li Yanchen saw the woman holding a small cake in her hand.

   "Boss Li, why are you sitting at the gate?" Lin Wan looked around, and there was no other scenery in the distance except the fields.

   "The door is ventilated and cooler."

   "Oh, this cake is for Li Zexuan, I'm going to Song Jing's house." Lin Wan didn't think much, put down the cake and walked out.

   "啀啀..." Li Yanchen got up and wanted to ask if he just came back and why he was going again. Obviously, this question is not right. This is to inquire about other people's private affairs and violates the content of the agreement.

   "Oh." The man's tone was heavy, his eyes lowered, and he tried his best to hide his loss.

  Li Yanchen watched Lin Wan's figure disappear at the end of the road, and said sullenly, "I don't want to come back if I stop by, this woman must have no heart."

   Half of Song Jing's suitcase is full of cosmetics. In fact, most of them are lipsticks of various colors. She has already asked the director's team for their opinion. It is perfectly okay to talk about beauty in the live broadcast room, especially with Lin Wan.

   Of course, in addition to making money, Lin Wan also has other goals. She wants to know more about the past of the original owner.

"Lin Wan, let's see if there is any color you like. This year's popular dragon fruit color, your skin is fair, and the picture is absolutely beautiful, or this red, forever classic, what we sell is not lipstick but beauty." Song Jingtao Continuing, Lin Wan finally knew why she had an average appearance and an average figure, yet she could become such a popular beauty anchor. She could really turn her lips up and down.

  Lin Wan can't wait to wrap things up and take away all the lipsticks.

"You are naturally beautiful, and your face is white. You look good without makeup, but it would be boring if you don't change the live broadcast room. Tonight I will give you the whole European-style makeup look, which is very impactful and worth seeing." Although Song Jing was jealous of Lin Wan, But she had to admit that Lin Wan's beauty was innate.

  Lin Wan has no comments.

  . . . . . .

  Xia Mo's Napoleon is out of the oven. When the oven is opened, the aroma of oil, noodles, nuts, and layers of meringue are quite successful.

   "Successful, successful." Xia Mo repeated excitedly.

   Xiao Xiao, who was sleeping, heard his mother's cheerful voice, he got up in a daze, and stood by the window.

  The mother holds the cake in her hand, as if admiring a treasure.

   "Success?" Xiao Xiao knew that his mother was hiding from him and his father to study Napoleon, and he pretended not to know for the past two days. Hearing his mother's cheers, he dared to appear.

   "Son, come out and have a taste." Xia Mo's tone was unusually brisk.

   Xiao Tianlin also came out, and each of the three took a small spoon.

   "Wife, it's so delicious, it would be even better if there was a cup of coffee." If he was uncomfortable seeing only a small piece, Xiao Tianlinfei stuffed the whole cake into his mouth.

   Xiao Xiao pushed away his father's spoon: "Old Xiao, you can just taste a little bit, Ms. Xia, you are busy doing big things."

Xia Mo could also know from her husband and son's words that the cake was delicious, but she still tasted it herself. Obviously, Lin Wan added a little oil and reminded her how to wrap the dough, and it was a success. .

  The fragrance is rich and crispy enough to fall off the slag, but the **** won't fall off after a bite? How did Lin Wan do it? Legend has it that if you eat Napoleon cake in France without leaving the crumbs, you can get a free order.

   She is going to be a teacher.

  Lin Wan sneezed fiercely, who was talking about her? It can't be Li Yanchen again.

  When Song Jing explained how to put on makeup, he did not forget to intersperse a little thing from high school: "Lin Wan, do you remember Wang Lili? She secretly painted makeup when she was in high school, and Pan Qiang always laughed at her back then."

  Lin Wan wrote down these names, and she had to go back and check the people Song Jing mentioned.

   "It's like stealing her mother's high heels when she was a child. Every girl has a heart for beauty." Lin Wan's words were flawless.

   "Lin Wan, you haven't contacted everyone for so many years. When you return to Yuncheng, you can arrange a time to get together. Everyone misses you." Song Jing continued.

classmate reunion? Lin Wan thought for a while, this is good, it's easiest to get information at a class reunion.

   "You organize, just call me."

  Song Jing's heart palpitated for a while, but Lin Wan agreed so readily.

   Seeing Song Jing's brief silence, Lin Wan thought he had said the wrong thing: "Besides you, I don't have any contact information for other classmates, and I don't think I can organize it."

   "Understood, I'm not in the group now, I'll shout in the group someday." Song Jing tightened his fingertips holding the lipstick.

   At three o'clock, the children had woken up one after another. Seeing that Lin Wan was at her home, An An's first reaction was to ask her if Li Zexuan got up.

  Lin Wan replied with a smile that he didn't know, but An An can check it out for herself.

  The girl took the violin and went to Li's house.

   Li Yanchen fell asleep at the gate of the courtyard like a doorman. Li Zexin got up and saw his father at the gate: "Boss Li, are you guarding the door?"

  The man shook his head smartly and started to organize his clothes and hair: "Has it started?" I don't know if his image is ruined.

   "No, it's only three o'clock. Who is taking a nap on the road? Fortunately, this village is blocked, otherwise it's not dangerous to have a car passing by?"

   Li Yanchen breathed a sigh of relief and dragged the lounge chair into the yard.

   After more than two hours of relief, Li Zexuan has completely recovered.

   (end of this chapter)