Chapter 2151 The Miraculous Daily Life of Harvest Farm 21

Another afternoon.

Lin Mian squatted on the edge of the field in the corner of the farm, learning about soil knowledge from the land elf Terra.

For the smart student Lin Mian, teaching is obviously not a difficult task.

And Terra always keeps in mind the standard of "edutainment".

After the training, Terra picked up a ball of wet clay and demonstrated how to knead it into the shape of a small clay figure.

“Land is the most spiritual thing. As long as you pay attention, you can even make it come alive.”

Lin Mian imitated his movements, shaping the mud into crooked little men and poking out eyes and a mouth with grass stems.

Terra took a handful of water and said, "Try to drop it on its head."

The moment the dew seeped into the soil, the little clay man suddenly shook his arms, took two clumsy steps on the ground, and then "poofed" into a puddle of mud.

Lin Mian couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Taila suggested in a hoarse voice: "You can make a sculpture of the God's Messenger for him. He will definitely like it!"

Lin Mian looked at his muddy hands and shook his head: "Thank you, but Jinchen probably won't like something so dirty."

Terra nodded with a hint of understanding: "Yes, the Lord of God is always so clean and tidy."

Having said that, Taila's words made Lin Mian's heart move.

Soil is not allowed, but other things are allowed.

When Lin Mian quietly slipped back to the cabin, Jinchen was indeed still taking a nap in the room.

Ling Gungun was curled up on the windowsill and taking a nap. Lin Mian made a "hush" gesture to it and tiptoed into the kitchen.

Ling Gungun was no longer sleepy and followed in secretly.

Entering the kitchen means making delicious food!

Lin Mian took out the cookies, cream and icing and started making them.

The afternoon sun shone obliquely into the kitchen. Lin Mian squatted in front of the cooking table, his nose stained with flour, and was using tweezers to stick sesame seeds onto chocolate biscuits.

The biscuits used as the base were ground into the bodies of the two little men, but the emerald-like eyes were a bit difficult to make. The color mixed with meringue and green tea was not rich enough, so after trying several times, I decided to inlay them with lime pulp segments.

Ling Gungun pretended to pat the empty surface of the porcelain plate with his paw, but Lin Mian pressed his forehead with his flour-covered fingers: "This is for Jinchen, you can't eat it secretly."

Lin Mian stuffed a vanilla cookie into its mouth and said, "Eat this."

Zero Gungun: “…”

It held half a vanilla biscuit in its mouth, shook its head, and walked away with its butt twisted.

It’s not because of envy, but the sugar doll is incomplete without the Pixiu!

For the sake of the cookies, let’s just forget about it. The boss isn’t on it either, so that’s fair!

When Lin Mian pushed open the door holding the two little sugar dolls they were hugging, he ran into Jinchen, who was lazily supporting his chin with his green eyes like melted emeralds in the afternoon sun.

"What bad things are you doing secretly?"

Lin Mian's ears felt hot, and he subconsciously hid the porcelain plate, "You're not asleep."

Jinchen got up lazily and sighed, "I slept, but the bed was too big and I couldn't sleep well."

Tried to pretend I didn't understand, but failed.

Lin Mian's heart trembled as he imagined. He coughed lightly and pretended to be calm, then carefully took the porcelain plate out from behind him.

"For you." Lin Mian said softly, looking up at him with hope in her eyes.

The little sugar doll is so cute.

The hugging posture can be separated, and it will immediately turn into a cute and chubby doll. The green-eyed sugar doll is visibly more delicate. The KunKun sugar doll wearing a straw hat has its eyebrows bent and makes an embarrassed apology gesture.

It was so cute that it touched Jinchen's heart.

Jinchen reached out and carefully touched the straw hat on the Kunkun candy doll. The straw hat should be made of cheese and felt very soft.

In front of Lin Mian, Jinchen picked up the straw hat and put it down again, choosing to eat the vanilla biscuits that were used as decoration next to it.

Jinchen took the porcelain plate, placed it on the long table by the window, raised his hand and cast a freeze magic, "I want to save it."

Anyway, it’s a gift for Jinchen. It doesn’t matter whether you eat it or not, as long as you like it.

And there is...

"Will you still be angry with me?" Lin Mian asked.

"Oh, I really don't understand you." How could Jinchen be really angry?

He pulled Lin Mian over and held her in his arms.

A corner of the green checkered floral cloth in front of the window was blown up by the wind, two sugar dolls were hugging each other on the porcelain plate, and on the table was an enlarged version of the exact replica of the action.

Jinchen pinched the tip of Lin Mian's nose to prevent him from evading, "I have decided not to wait for your answer."

Before Lin Mian could react to these words, he was shocked by the vanilla-scented kiss and lost the ability to think.

The touch was softer than frosting, and the sweet taste was exchanged between the lips. Lin Mian felt the back of his neck being supported by a warm palm, and his eyelashes trembled in panic.

The hand that wanted to push away unconsciously rested on Jinchen's shoulder, and the fingertips tightened slightly. The sound of her held breath was lighter than the wind blowing into the room, but it made his eardrums hot.

Something was melting in my chest, like overcooked caramel syrup, the sticky sweetness seeping into my flesh and blood along with the sound of my heartbeat.

[The villain's heart rate is detected +5, totaling 61! 】

After a long while, Jinchen stepped back slightly and gently pressed his forehead against Lin Mian, "You kissed me too."

Jinchen's whisper was so soft that it sounded like a whisper, and he said confidently, "It means you like me and you have me in your heart."

Lin Mian: “…”

He leaned his head against Jinchen's shoulder without arguing, breathing slowly and steadily.

Shy, nervous, excited...

Lin Mian carefully considered his feelings, but he did not feel the uneasiness he thought he did.

It was not until Jinchen poked his cheek in dissatisfaction that Lin Mian pursed his lips and said, "...Yes, I like you. You are in my heart."

Jinchen immediately said: "Then tell me what you are struggling with."

"No."

Jinchen choked and almost laughed out of anger.

But her waist was held tightly and her forehead was pressed against her shoulders.

Lin Mian gently brushed Jinchen's eyebrows and looked into those emerald green pupils. His tone was a little hoarse and soft, "One more night."

"I can tell you tomorrow, okay?"

Jinchen looked at him and asked, "Then can we sleep together tomorrow night?"

Lin Mian's cheeks turned even redder, "...Okay, alright."

In fact, they didn't sleep together very often. Including the prophecy in the dream, it was less than seven nights in total.

However, Lin Mian adapted well to it and even sometimes felt that it was nice to sleep in someone's arms.

More importantly, being stared at like that, it was really hard for Lin Mian to say no.

Jinchen was satisfied, and leaned over to kiss him on the cheek.

But I was secretly pondering in my heart.

I have to go see what my wife is struggling with tonight.