Chapter 153

Ling Sheng was happy, proud of his small appearance, which made people love him: "this is not sorghum, it's sweet stalk, also called sweet sorghum, is it sweeter than sugarcane?"

Jun Shiyan nodded, the bottom of her eyes was a spoiled smile: "very sweet."

Ling Sheng sat at one side eating sweet potatoes, watching him eat sweet potato, only half a root and handed it to her: "you eat it!"

Lingsheng knew that he didn't like sweets, and refused. He took it and continued to eat. He handed him the remaining half of the sweet potato: "baked in the oven, fresh sweet potato."

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

The little girl around her, no matter what she eats, is a small look of satisfaction. The food is so sweet that people can't help trying it. How delicious her food is, it 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 helps her peel the sweet stick.

The skin of sweet cane is different from that of sugarcane. It is easier to peel it. You don't need to gnaw it. You can tear it off by hand. When you tear it off, you accidentally cut your hand.

Ling Sheng looks like a little fox. From time to time, he has to look back at the man around him. Seeing that there is a hole in his finger abdomen, the blood flows out, and he exclaims: "Third Master!"

Jun Shiyan wanted to hide the hand, she was caught, looking at the girl's face worried, busy way: "it's OK, just a small injury, flush it with water."

"Don't move!" Ling Sheng was in a hurry and yelled at him. He called for an banquet to take the first-aid kit. He seriously disinfected it with alcohol and asked him, "do you have band aid?"

Jun Shiyan looked at the little girl's frown. Every little expression explained the small appearance of pain, as if she was hurt. He shook his head: "No."

An Yan felt that his father was crazy. After Ling Sheng left, he did not move the ground on the sofa. The sweet dried skin and sweet potato skin were not allowed to be cleaned up and thrown away, so they were put on the tea table.

If you don't move the ground, you will not move the ground. You will either smile at the garbage or smile at the band aid on his finger.

The key is that the band aid on his hand, pink, with Hello Kitty on it, is crazy!

It's too terrible. Youmuyou, a man in secret love, has zero IQ. It's true. Even a man like Sanye can't escape the law of love!

Just after dinner, Su Yi came to visit them and quietly pulled Ling Sheng aside: "Sheng Sheng, does your company have a planning manager named Qiao Haolun?"

Ling Sheng: "Manager qiao, yes, you know him!"

Su Yi quickly shook her head: "no, in the afternoon, someone called me from your company and said he wanted to sign me. I thought he was a liar, so I hung up his phone and blackmailed him. He also added me to wechat. I refused."

Huo CI studio, how could she be a black artist with little potential value.

"Show me his wechat." After Ling Sheng made sure, he looked at Su Yi: "it's not a liar. It's really manager Qiao of our company."

Su Yi couldn't believe it. She opened her eyes and bit her lips in chagrin. She wanted to die. She cried out that it was over. She pulled Ling Sheng nervously and asked what to do? He refused others do not say, but also pulled people black, will not lose this opportunity ah!

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