welfare

After taking a shower, Sang Wanzhou dragged the bucket to the backyard and dumped it, only to tear off the towel from the camera.

The director immediately gave the picture to Sang Wanzhou.

At this time, in the shot, Sang Wanzhou's hair was wet and drooping, the shirt of the jacket had not had time to be buttoned to reveal his white pectoral muscles and abdominal muscles, and the black trousers showed that his legs were slender and straight.

He didn't know that before he got his clothes on, the director would give him the live broadcast footage, so he didn't rush to button it.

inadvertently sent a wave of benefits to the audience.

Sang Wanzhou casually poured himself a glass of water, and when he drank the water, the sexy Adam's apple rolled up and down rhythmically, and there was a scream in the live broadcast room, and all kinds of gifts were crazy to swipe the screen.

[Ahhhh Oh my God, abs! It's abs! Director: I love you! I'm going to top up and tip right now! Show me more pictures like this in the future!! 】

[My husband is too handsome! Even drinking water is so handsome! I'm going to lick the screen! Woo~】

[No, no, no? No one will forget his black material and like him, right? What do you look at? 】

The screen is full of screams and licking the screen, even if there are one or two who want to Black Mulberry Continent, the news with the rhythm of the live broadcast is drowned by other barrages.

"Brother! I'm back! ”

Xiao Fubao "snapped" and pushed the door open.

Sang Wanzhou glanced up at her lazily, and his voice was indifferent: "Don't throw away dirty clothes." ”

Xiao Fubao answered, obediently wrapped the dirty clothes in a bag and put them in the corner, raised his head to look at Sang Wanzhou with an expectant face, and asked, "Brother, what are we going to eat today?" ”

As soon as he mentioned this, the corners of Sang Wanzhou's mouth twitched, and he caught a glimpse of the little guy's expectant expression, and he choked in his throat when he wanted to say that he couldn't cook.

[Sang Wanzhou: Don't look at me like this! Your brother and I can't cook! 】

[Hahahaha, the upstairs is too damaged! ] Don't we want to lose face in Sangwanzhou?! 】

[Little baby might as well eat something at Xiaoyuer's house and come back!] I'm really hungry now, but fortunately, there are pies made by my grandmother. 】

Sang Wanzhou also remembered the two bags that Xiao Fubao brought back.

Throw the bag with the pie to her: "Eat this first to cushion your stomach." ”

"What about my brother?" Xiao Fubao looked at the bag in his hand, and then raised his eyes to look at him.

Sang Wanzhou was silent for a few seconds in the face of the little guy's fiery gaze, his expression was a little uncomfortable, and he raised his hand and scratched the back of his head.

"Brother go cook."

No way.

The little guy worked so hard to bring the ingredients back, no matter how he couldn't cook, he could only try to see.

As soon as he heard that he was going to cook, Xiao Fubao's eyes instantly lit up: "Xiao Fubao can come to help!" In the past, when the master was cooking, Xiao Fubao often helped the master by the side! ”

Sang Wanzhou thought about it.

He can't cook anyway, so if she wants to help, she can help.

He nodded in agreement.

The two of them carried the basket to the kitchen, which had been abandoned for a long time.

When the water was just boiled, Sang Wanzhou had already washed all the pots.

The stove and pot are the kind of firewood used in the countryside and need to burn firewood, and Sang Wanzhou, who was born with a golden spoon, has never seen it at all.

It's okay to boil water, but if you really want to use this thing for cooking, he really can't.

What's more, it's the first time he's cooking.

Sang Wanzhou was worried about the stove, and Xiao Fubao's voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

"Brother, there is rice and vegetables on the table!"