Chapter 437: The President's White Moonlight 37

Grandma Ye looked at Sheng Jiaoyang and nodded, this child is really powerful, she has never seen such a girl.

Radiant and bright.

"Grandma is late, you can wash and sleep."

Sheng Jiaoyang smiled and helped Grandma Ye back to her room.

I went back to my room, took my pajamas, and went to the back to take a shower.

Usually, when I get here, the live broadcast switches from Sheng Jiaoyang's body to Ye Rou, who is also hotly discussed.

Ye Rou's appearance is ethereal, her voice is also graceful, and she is as pure as the moon in the sky.

When she stayed in the Sheng family, she had to make a false deal with Zhuang Meiling's mother and daughter during the day, and at night, it was her own time.

She sat quietly at the table, holding a pen and drawing with a brush.

She likes to paint very much, but her family is relatively poor, let alone going out to receive an orthodox education.

She didn't even have the money to buy drawing paper, and she usually painted on sandy soil.

Now she can exchange with Sheng Jiaoyang for a month, and she feels that the happiest thing is not to wear a beautiful princess dress, nor to live in such a rich and palatial room.

Instead, she can draw with pen and paper, and she can draw as much as she wants.

Every night, on the live broadcast platform, many people like to watch Ye Rou draw quietly.

Watching it like this every night can really precipitate the unhappiness of the day, and it also makes people have a feeling of quiet years.

However, today's barrage does not seem to have come out of Sheng Jiaoyang's body just now.

"I don't think it's right for Sheng Jiaoyang to do this, although they are all wild fruits, but they are also in the mountains, why did she swallow them alone."

"The more I think about it, the more angry I become, and I don't want to sleep anymore."

"You people, you guys, you have to spray people every time, and you have to be slapped in the face at the end, is this feeling comfortable? Is it good-looking? ”

"The sun is good, you don't want your dirty hearts to speculate on our sun."

"The sun is the brightest sunshine in the world, and I don't accept refutation."

"That's it, that's it."

"Are you enough, it's Ye Rou who is looking at it now, can you stop talking, what do you mean by talking about Sheng Jiaoyang now, can't you watch Ye Rou paint quietly?"

"Look at Ye Rou, do you have to say Ye Rou?"

"Are you in charge of the barrage? What do we want to say, do we ourselves want to? ”

All of a sudden, there was a lot of noise on the barrage.

However, all the parties still do not know.

After Sheng Jiaoyang took a bath, he hugged the quilt and fell asleep.

On the second day, I was still called out by Grandma Ye.

"Here, today there is sweet potato porridge and chicken cake."

Grandma Ye stood at the head of the bed on crutches, looking at Sheng Jiaoyang lovingly.

"Okay."

Sheng Jiaoyang squinted his eyes and responded.

Waiting for Grandma Ye to go out, she got up from the bed, and after washing, she changed her pajamas and walked out in a new dress.

Grandma Ye was sitting at the table waiting for her, and when she came out, it was like bright sunshine, so brilliant and beautiful.

She's really the same as her name, the sun is blazing.

Sheng Jiaoyang walked over, sat next to his grandmother, and ate a bite of chicken cake first, which was soft, fragrant, and tender. Tender, every bite is rich in texture and spring. Sex.

Sheng Jiaoyang ate half of it, and then pushed it to Grandma Ye's side.

"I can't finish eating."

"You kid."

When Grandma Ye saw her like this, she couldn't help but smile and shook her head, it was really the same as their family Rourou.