Xiao Fubao reached out and tugged at the sleeve of the photographer's eldest brother, gesturing for him to follow her.

Although the photographer didn't know where she was going to take her, he obediently followed her into another small room in the room.

Little Fubao stood on tiptoe and turned on the light.

The photographer brother also followed, and was amazed by the things in the room at a glance.

It's a small room about 20 square meters in size, with custom-made bookshelves as high as the ceiling on three walls, and a 98-inch large-screen TV on the other.

The shelves are full of books related to acting, as well as books related to mathematics, and there is a shelf full of trophies, medals, certificates, etc., that he has won in the field of mathematics.

There is a lot of side.

It makes people sigh when they see it.

[My God, Brighten My Eyes, a whole wall of trophies, certificates, medals, certificates! ] Is it all math? It turns out that Sang Wanzhou was admitted to Huaqing because of the Olympiad Gold Award, which is not a fraud! This is a real skill! 】

[It's too strong! I have to study academics and practice, and I have completely turned into a fan! That's a role model for our fans! 】

[Isn't this better than the rookie actor Song Qinghe who has collapsed? ] This is low-key and real strength! 】

"I heard my father say that these are all awards that my brother has won since elementary school! Isn't Fu Bao's brother very powerful? The smug little expression on Xiao Fubao's face was simply unobstructed.

It's almost like she's won all these awards.

Although it is really amazing to win so many awards.

But as soon as she was proud, she forgot to restrain the volume of her voice.

Outside, Sang Wanzhou belongs to a slightly lighter sleep.

In addition, although they tried to slow down their movements after opening the door, they inevitably did not make a sound at all.

Then he spoke again, and someone who was still sleeping in bed was suddenly woken up.

"What are you doing in my room?"

A cold, dangerous voice rang out behind the two of them.

As soon as Xiao Fubao was excited, he subconsciously wanted to find a place to hide, but Sang Wanzhou had already seen her, and it was useless to hide anymore.

Xiao Fubao, who was picked up by Sang Wanzhou with one hand, could only smile at him embarrassedly: "Good morning, brother!" ”

Sang Wanzhou: "." I'm not good at all.

Is it okay to be woken up from sleep?

But it is precisely because of this that the people in the live broadcast room can feast their eyes once.

Sang Wanzhou was wearing gray ice silk short-sleeved pajamas at the moment, and the buttons on his chest were unbuttoned in two, revealing a large white flowery chest.

His abs could still be faintly seen.

Mouth-watering drool.

[Hartshards, I won't say who drooled!] Ahhh Thank you baby for helping us with your life in exchange for this benefit! 】

[Little baby, go with peace of mind! ] Your sacrifice is worth it! I've taken a screenshot! I'm going to lick the screen every day! 】

[Xiao Fubao: I really thank you for this group of fake fans! 】

"Wang!"

Xiao Hei rushed over like a protector all at once, and surrounded Sang Wanzhou in a hurry.

also bit Xiao Fubao's pants and wanted to snatch her back from Sang Wanzhou.

This frightened Sang Wanzhou's face white, and he froze in place and didn't dare to move.

The big brother of photography was still very insightful, so he directly threw the camera on his face.

The originally rosy lips were suddenly frightened white.

It seems that he is really not an ordinary fear of dogs.

But Sang Yanzhou and Xiao Fubao don't seem to be afraid of dogs, so it shouldn't be genetic.

But why is he alone afraid of dogs?

(End of chapter)