Ling Sheng hehele, his proud little appearance is very cute: "This is not sorghum, it is a sweet stalk, also called sweet sorghum, is it sweeter than sugarcane?" ”

Jun Shiyan nodded, with a doting smile in his eyes: "It's very sweet." ”

Ling Sheng sat on the side and ate sweet potatoes, watched him eat sweet rods, and handed it to her after eating only half of it: "You can eat it!" ”

Ling Sheng knew that he didn't like sweets, and he didn't refuse, so he took it and continued to eat, handing him the remaining half of the sweet potato: "Roasted in the oven, fresh sweet potato." ”

Jun Shiyan ate a small half of the sweet potato, the white sweet potato just dug out of the ground, not very sweet, but very fragrant and soft.

The little girl around her, no matter what she eats, is a satisfied little look, and the food is very sweet, so that people who watch it can't help but want to try it, how delicious the food she eats is, can arouse people's appetite.

Jun Shiyan likes to look at her very much, as long as he looks at her, his heart is full, and he helps her peel the skin of the sweet rod on the side.

The skin of the sweet rod is different from sugarcane, it is easier to peel, you don't need to gnaw, you can tear it directly by hand, that is, when you tear it off, you accidentally cut your hand.

Ling Sheng was like a little fox, and from time to time he had to look back at the man next to him, and saw that there was an instant cut on his fingertips, and blood flowed out, and he exclaimed: "Third master!" ”

Jun Shiyan originally wanted to hide the hand, but she held it, looked at the little girl's worried face, and said busily: "It's okay, it's just a small injury, just wash it with water." ”

"Don't move!" Ling Sheng was anxious, yelled at him, shouted to An Yan to bring a first-aid kit, carefully disinfected it with alcohol, and asked him, "Is there a band-aid?" ”

Jun Shiyan looked at the little girl's frowning brows, every little expression interpreted a very painful little appearance, as if she was hurt, her heart was warm, and she shook her head: "No." ”

An Yan felt that his grandfather was crazy, and after Ling Sheng left, he sat on the sofa and didn't move the ground, and he didn't let him clean up the sweet and sweet potato skins, and put them on the coffee table.

If you don't move the ground, you won't move the ground, either looking at the garbage laugh or looking at the band-aid smile on his fingers.

The point is that the band-aid on his hand is pink, and there is hellokitty printed on it, which is crazy!

It's terrible, there is wood, the IQ of the man in the crush is zero, and what he said is true, even a man like the third master can't escape the law of love!

The blue team had just finished dinner, Su Yi came over to play with them, and quietly pulled Ling Sheng aside: "Shengsheng, does your company have a planning manager named Qiao Haolun!" ”

Ling Sheng: "Manager Qiao, yes, you know him!" ”

Su Yi hurriedly shook his head: "No, someone called me in the afternoon, it was from your company, and he said that he wanted to sign me, I thought he was a liar, so I hung up his phone and blocked him, and he also added me on WeChat, but I refused." ”

Huo Ci Studio, how could it be possible to sign her as a little artist who can't be blacker anymore and doesn't have much potential value.

"You show me his WeChat ID." After Ling Sheng confirmed, he looked at Su Yi: "It's not a liar, it's really Manager Qiao of our company." ”

Su Yi's eyes widened in disbelief, biting her lip in annoyance, she wanted to die, she screamed, and nervously pulled Ling Sheng to ask what to do? I refused to say it, and I blocked people, will I lose this opportunity!