I don't know if God heard the prayers in their hearts.

When I got up early on Sunday morning, I found that the weather outside was overcast. When I had to start after breakfast, it rained even more.

The program group provided two umbrellas for the four of them.

Li Meijun took one. Originally, she subconsciously wanted to pull South Vietnam together. As a result, she caught a glimpse of Ling Hao, who was tangled on her face. She didn't know whether she should play an umbrella with Sheng Jingheng.

"Come on, little Linghao, come to my sister." Li Meijun waved to him.

"Thank you, sister." Ling Hao was like a dog. He rushed to Li Meijun and took over his umbrella.

Li Meijun smiled: "good ~"

Then he looked back at South Vietnam: "Yue Yue, you go with Mr. Sheng, so that they won't be too crowded together."

This reason is perfect. South Vietnam can't find a refutation.

She nodded helplessly, then slowly approached Sheng Jingheng and whispered, "teacher Sheng, please."

Sheng Jingheng made a noise, held up his big black umbrella and leaned towards her.

Both of them were waiting for each other to take the first step, and they didn't move for a moment.

It was not until the front two were almost out of the yard that South Vietnam had to take a step first.

Soon, the umbrella followed without letting her get a drop of rain.

When they came out from behind and locked the courtyard door, they naturally gave it to them.

South Vietnam went out of the door and hurriedly said, "I'll come."

When she locked the door and started again with Sheng Jingheng, she saw that the two people in front had gone away with talking and laughing.

Fortunately, the program team didn't plan to shoot the scenes on their way back and forth. No one would follow and watch. South Vietnam was much more comfortable.

"Mr. Sheng, aren't you used to recording such programs?"

After all, he has been standing at the bar and watching as an exhibit.

If he didn't have the aura of being away from strangers, look indifferent and busy, I'm afraid many people would come over to take a group photo with him or sign his autograph.

Sheng Jingheng's tone was clear: "OK."

"Well," Nan Yue nodded, "are you going to learn all this on purpose?"

I can cook all kinds of coffee, pull flowers, make special drinks, and cook breakfast very skillfully.

"No, I'm bored when I'm idle abroad. I'll see more."

“?” Can you watch it?

It is said that many geniuses are not proficient in trivial things in life?

It seems that old innocence is unfair.

Nanyue secretly sighed in his heart and praised him: "teacher Sheng is really powerful!"

Sheng Jingheng didn't answer. They walked for some time in silence and came to the place down the stairs.

He suddenly asked, "do you like Ling hao?"

"Ah?" Nanyue was stunned. Subconsciously, he turned to see him, but he looked natural. He seemed to ask something like "what do you like to eat?" Frequently asked questions.

"Ling Hao... He's very cute. Although I'm younger than him, I can't help but treat him as my brother."

Sheng Jingheng smiled low. The laughter was very weak and could hardly be heard clearly: "it's really childish."

Seeing him like this, Nanyue couldn't help thinking that she and Ling Hao brought a string of guests back to the store yesterday morning. His ambiguous eyes and cold attitude.

So, what does he mean?

Do you think there's something between her and Ling hao?

Nanyue couldn't help asking, "is Mr. Sheng so concerned about my personal feelings?"

Hearing the speech, Sheng Jing Heng Fang turned his eyes slightly and looked at her faintly for a moment.

Then he said, "at your age, you should focus more on career development and don't be delayed by other things."

"... I see. Thank Mr. Sheng for his teaching." South Vietnam said, and couldn't help smiling.

This man actually began to stop her from falling in love.