"Sister Lan, do you want to go in and sit for a while?"

"No, there's something going on at home."

"Okay." Shao Yang waved his hand and watched Yang Lan leave, and after the car turned and left the street, Xue Jiajia stood on tiptoe and grabbed Shao Yang's ears again and dragged him into the living room.

"Xue Jiajia, can you be a little more reserved, don't you just look at the beauty twice, is it necessary for you to be so angry?"

Xue Jiajia closed the door and clasped his hands to his chest: "You finally admit it." ”

"I... What do I admit? ”

"Scumbag!"

Xue Jiajia ran to the sofa angrily and sat down.

Shao Yang stepped forward and tried to explain: "I was originally an interviewer on that occasion today, and other girls are performing and dancing, so I don't have a problem looking at it twice, right?" ”

"Don't think I don't know, you've been staring at people's chests."

"!"

Shao Yang stood up directly and defended: "I'm not chest control, where can I look at other people's chests." ”

"And what are you?"

"Are you changing the subject a little too quickly?"

"Speak quickly!"

Shao Yang scratched his head, lowered his head and glanced at Xue Jiajia from bottom to top, and then said with some embarrassment: "If you have to say it, there should be a little bit of leg control." ”

Xue Jiajia was stunned for a moment.

Followed by.

She grabbed the pillow with both hands and kept smashing it into Shao Yang's head: "Dead pervert!" Dead perverted! Dead perverted! ”

"Stop, stop, Brother Hua sent me a message."

Shao Yang clicked on the voice sent by Liu Ronghua, and his voice immediately rang in the mobile phone.

"Shaoyang, do you have time lately?"

Shao Yang made a silent gesture to Xue Jiajia, he knew that Liu Ronghua was going to talk about writing songs, he pressed his voice and replied: "In the last few days, Brother Hua, which style of song do you like now, I will take advantage of the time to help you write it out in the past few days, and I will go to the announcement in a few days." ”

"I'm going to hold a concert in mid-May for the 40th anniversary of my debut, can you help me write a song like 'Yellow Race.'"

"'The Yellow Race'?" Shao Yang thought for a while and replied, "Okay, I'll try my best to write it out these days." ”

"Okay, if you have time to come to Xiangjiang to play, tell me, I'll invite you to dinner."

"No problem."

After a brief chat for a few days, Shao Yang hurriedly slipped downstairs to the recording studio under the pretext of writing songs for Liu Ronghua.

Xue Jiajia held the pillow in her arms, lifted a pair of long legs and put them on the coffee table, recalled what Shao Yang had just said, and glanced at her legs again, she suddenly doubled her self-confidence.

After Shao Yang thought about what song to write for Liu Ronghua downstairs, he soon began to enter a very focused 'work' mode.

It wasn't until five o'clock in the evening that he came up from downstairs.

Little Peach didn't know what was coming, and at this time she was obediently sitting on the sofa watching the TV with a flood of agents, when she heard the footsteps behind her, she cleverly glanced behind her and asked, "Uncle, are you done?" ”

Shao Yang smiled: "Well, when did you come here, little peach?" ”

Little Peach replied obediently: "I came back from kindergarten for a while, it was my mother who asked me to come, my mother said that Dad has encountered a little difficulty at work recently, and Little Peach will disturb Daddy's work if he watches TV at home." ”

"That's right."

"Hmm." Little Peach nodded and said, "Mom also asked Little Peach to bring sweet potatoes over." ”

"Sweet potatoes?"

"Yes, when my parents and I came back, my grandfather put it in my father's car, and my father said that he liked sweet potatoes the most when he was a child."

Since going to college, it seems that he has never eaten baked sweet potatoes again, Shao Yang suddenly had some taste of roasted sweet potatoes in his arms, so he asked for advice: "Jiajia, let's eat baked sweet potatoes at night, right?" ”

"Roasted sweet potatoes? How to bake? ”

"Air fryer."

Xue Jiajia was surprised and asked, "Can the air fryer make roasted sweet potatoes?" ”

"Yes, it's easy, you wait."

Shao Yang walked to the kitchen, took out four sweet potatoes of similar size from the bag on the ground, cleaned them, spread a layer of tin foil in the air fryer, put in the sweet potatoes, and set it to 200 degrees Celsius, Shao Yang returned to the sofa and sat down.

"Got it?"

"Wait fifteen minutes, just turn it over." Shao Yang asked curiously, "Have you ever eaten baked sweet potatoes?" ”

"Of course I've eaten it, it's sold on the street, and it's quite expensive, more than a dozen yuan a piece."

"A few cents in the countryside is enough."

Shao Yang said: "I remember when I was in the fifth grade, one night when I came home from school, I saw a freshly dug sweet potato at home, so I secretly took a lighter and took my sister outside to roast it with firewood. ”

"Haha, you deserve it."

"Now that I think about it, I miss the time when I was younger." Shao Yang remembered something, touched Xue Jiajia with his elbow and said, "By the way, let me tell you something." ”

"If there's a fart, let it go."

"My sister will take the college entrance examination in June this year, and I have promised her that I will take her to live in the magic capital for two months after she finishes the college entrance examination, so when the time comes... Can I also sleep in the master bedroom, I leave my room to my sister. ”

Xue Jiajia stopped talking.

She wondered if she readily agreed, Shao Yang would think she was too frivolous.

But in fact, since she slept in a quilt with Shao Yang a few times before, she has missed that feeling.

At this point, she didn't know how to speak.

Shao Yang said: "I'll ask your opinion, if you don't agree, then I'll sleep on the sofa then, anyway, ......"

"No, you can't."

“？”

"If your sister knew that I made you sleep on the sofa, she would definitely think that I was a difficult sister to talk to, and I didn't want to be this bad person, so ......"

"So what?"

"So if you can guarantee that you won't be a hooligan, then sleep in the master bedroom."

Shao Yang hurriedly said: "When have I ever played a hooligan on you?" ”

"Many times."

"You can't wrong a good person."

"I ......"

Xue Jiajia was about to speak, and the little peach sitting in the middle of the sofa sighed old-fashionedly, and said helplessly: "Uncle and aunt, can you two quarrel quietly, I can't hear the sound of the TV." ”

"Forehead ......"

Shao Yang and Xue Jiajia were stunned at that time.

Couple?

Is this the vocabulary that Little Peach should master at this age?

Isn't today's child too precocious?

Shao Yang heard the sound in the kitchen, and quickly went to turn over the sweet potatoes, and after waiting for another fifteen minutes, as soon as he opened the air fryer, the fragrance of sweet potatoes instantly diffused.

Shao Yang put the sweet potatoes on a plate, took out three more cups and poured three cups of milk, and shouted to the sofa, "Come and eat." ”

Xue Jiajia and Xiao Taozi got up almost at the same time and ran over to this side.

"It's pretty fragrant."

"Be careful."

……