Transmigrated into a pitiful pregnant woman, she is pampered by interstellar tycoons.

Qin Xiulin was also surprised to find a young man when he opened the door, but this young man was different from the one last time.

He became curious about how many people were still with her.

Did she grow these plants all by herself, or did they grow them together?

Moreover, he could clearly detect hostility in the boy's eyes.

In an instant, the boy suppressed his emotions, his expression becoming indifferent.

"Please come in."

After Ruan Mian finished steaming a large pot of rice, she turned around and bumped into a pair of eyes staring straight at her.

She frowned. "Why are you here again?"

Qin Xiulin's molars were worn down and tight.

Does she dislike me that much?

He raised an eyebrow, a playful glint in his eyes. "Can't I patronize the boss's business?"

Ruan Mian smiled politely and courteously.

He secretly thought to himself, "This fat sheep has come to my door, why not take advantage of it!"

"Welcome, of course you're welcome!"

She glanced at Xia Sheng and said, "Xia, go wash the vegetables. I'll take care of this guest."

Xia Sheng glanced at the already peeled leaves in the large iron basin, pursed his lips without saying anything, nodded, and obediently went to wash the vegetable leaves.

Ruan Mian gestured to the table to the side, indicating that he should sit down.

This table is the one she drew up last night, the bar counter that 917 and the others made to her liking, along with the bar stools.

This man got off easy; he became the first customer to enjoy it.

"Our guests have arrived at just the right time, we..."

"Qin Xiulin".

Ruan Mian was interrupted by the man in front of her before she could finish speaking.

His eyes were sharp and cold, and his facial features were clean and sharp. In particular, the mole on his high nose bridge softened his cold and indifferent and somewhat intimidating appearance, even when he pursed his lips.

"my name."

I was wondering what was going on with his imposing manner, but it turns out he was just telling her his name!

"Oh, hello Mr. Qin."

He frowned slightly. The girl in front of him didn't even glance at him for a moment, unwilling to say anything more, as if she was about to introduce the things in front of him again.

For the first time, it felt like his chest was blocked with air.

A hint of displeasure flickered across his face, his jawline tightened, and his pupils held turbulent emotions.

He himself was unaware of why he was experiencing such unusual emotions at that moment.

He clearly doesn't care what others think of him.

Whether you remember him or not is up to you.

He, Qin Xiulin, never needed to care about other people's opinions.

But for some reason, whenever I'm with this girl, her nonchalant demeanor makes me furious.

"You haven't told me your name yet."

I wanted to snap at him, but then I remembered he was my customer and I was going to squeeze a lot of money out of him, so I had to be a little more polite.

“Ruan Mian”.

Soft and fluffy?

Qin Xiulin's eyes and brows instantly lit up with a smile. Wasn't her name a perfect match for her personality?

Her fair and tender face had gained a little weight, making it look soft and fluffy!

My thoughts drifted back to that night.

Not only her cheeks, but the rest of her body was terrifyingly soft, like a pool of spring water that threatened to melt him.

A blush suddenly rose to his ears, quickly spreading to the base of his ears.

He turned his head away, his breathing becoming somewhat heavy.

"Soft and fluffy, your name suits you quite well."

"What do you mean 'soft and fluffy'!"

Ruan Mian stood with one hand on her hip, her brows furrowed, revealing a hint of disapproval and anger.

"Ruan, the Ruan in Er Dongyuan, the Ruan in Ruanqin, and Mian, the Mian in cotton!"

"cotton?"

Forgot, those interstellar people have never seen plants, so they have absolutely no knowledge of cotton.

Ruan Mian became interested.

"Cotton is a very beautiful flower. When the cotton bolls mature, they will sprout snow-white cotton bolls, in large patches, like snowflakes, which is very beautiful."

From her few words, one could almost see fields of cotton.

You can see the piles of white snow in the distance as soon as you look up.

I wonder what it would look like if there were fields of cotton.

She noticed the longing in his eyes. "Would you like to see some cotton?"

"May I?"

A sly glint flashed in the little girl's pretty light-colored eyes.

"Of course, but right now, we don't have cotton, but we have other delicious things to eat!"

Qin Xiulin raised an eyebrow at her, anticipating what she would say next.

"Ta-da! Look, this is called a lemon, and the drink it's used to make is called lemonade. It tastes amazing! Mr. Qin, would you like to try some?"

"I can't ask for it."

Put two lemon slices in a glass, pound them vigorously, squeeze in syrup, scoop in a spoonful of ice, pour in a large glass of water, shake well, insert a straw, and push it in front of Qin Xiulin.

"Mr. Qin, give it a try. If you don't like it, you don't have to pay."

This little money-grubber has this side to him.

They can even say things like "if it doesn't taste good, you don't have to pay."

I took a big sip through the straw, and the cool liquid went down my throat, with a refreshing mix of fruity acidity and sweetness.

It tastes surprisingly good.

"how is it going?"

Qin Xiulin's eyes lit up as he looked at the lemons on the cutting board.

"tastes good."

It was a delicious drink he had never tasted before.

"Yes, it's 1200 yuan a cup, no credit please~"

She really is something else; she doesn't let anyone take advantage of her at all.

With a helpless smile, he transferred the money to her the next second.

"Can I have another drink?"

With a ding, 1,200 interstellar coins were transferred into the personal terminal.

Ruan Mian's eyes lit up.

It was sparkling with the light of fire.

"Of course, as long as you can drink it."

Another glass of lemonade was made and pushed in front of him, and he was holding the few lemon slices in the glass.

I curiously examined the pale yellow lemon slices.

"Can I try this?"

He was very curious: was the reason lemon water tasted so good because of the lemon?

Ruan Mian's smile deepened, and she said casually, "You can try it. You bought the lemonade, so of course you can eat it."

For some reason, Qin Xiulin had a bad feeling.

But I was soon drawn to a patch of lemons in front of me.

I ate the lemon in one bite, full of anticipation.

The next second, his expression changed drastically.

Although it wasn't exactly crumpled up, it was still quite unsightly.

It was sour and astringent, and tasted terrible.

"Hahaha……"

Ruan Mian was so amused by his expression that she burst into laughter.

But Qin Xiulin wasn't annoyed at all. He just stared at her smiling face, momentarily lost in thought.

She was indeed smiling very happily.

"I didn't mean to tease you. Lemons are very sour and astringent, and they are usually eaten with other things."

When talking about food, Ruan Mian seemed to glow...