The guests were all busy with the work at hand, and the audience watching in the live broadcast room had satisfaction in their eyes and knew that it was a good job.
[Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan And according to speculation, it seems to be Xu Ye's brother! excited.jpg]
[Camera brother, I beg you, can you point the camera at Yan Huaibi, I want to take a look at my husband. cry chirp.jpg]
[If you talk to you in a good voice, don't be ignorant of praise, I advise you to quickly turn the camera on Yan Huaibi and Yan Zhixu, the wealthy brother and sister. Dad, I beg you.jpg]
[This is upstairs saying the most cruel words and doing the most cowardly things? 】
[It feels like everyone has something to do, so the task assigned by Yu Furong is not easy. 】
[Are you a black fan upstairs? Why are you bringing this up on purpose? To find fault? To say it's easy, who can have Mo Shuan's ease? You don't have to do anything, just wait and eat for free. 】
[Please, can the two of them compare? One is an injured patient and the other is a healthy person? Can you compare? 】
[Why can't people compare? Is it because Mo Shuan is sick that everyone has to accommodate her? It's not that her mother is used to her unconditionally. 】
[Mo Shuan hurts his feet, not his hands. I can still help with something easier, right? 】
...
Yu Furong and Mo Shuan walked out together amid the scolding.
The residual poison in the injured area has been cleaned up, gauze is applied to the feet, there is still a little pain, and the walking posture is not natural.
Mo Shuan looked around, without anyone reminding him, he took the initiative to walk to Yan Zhixu's side to fight.
Seeing her actions, the faces of the netizens who were still clamoring in the live broadcast room were swollen, and the barrage was quiet for a long time.
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[Hey, my face hurts a bit, I don't want to talk anymore, I want to be alone and be quiet. Look up.jpg]
[The hatred for Mo Shuan has decreased a bit, this person is much more likable than her cousin Mo Anan. 】
[It's so-so, it's okay to be a human being, but it's a pity that I didn't educate my sister well, and her sister turned out to be a three-parter in the marriage of Huaying Queen. 】
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Yan Zhixu glanced at the limping person beside him, and pointed to the vacant seat, "Just sit next to you."
Mo Shuan pursed his lips, "But..."
It's not good to eat white rice without effort?
"Let's go." After Yan Zhixu finished speaking, he lowered his head and heated up the oil in a pan. He threw the shallots and **** into the pan, fry them until fragrant, and then took them out.
"Okay."
Mo Shuan walked to the seat and sat down, cleaning up the **** on the table.
Hearing the conversation between the two, many of the staff at the scene and the audience in the live broadcast room sighed that Yan Zhixu was really fond of Mo Shuan.
"..."
Yan Huaibi's eyes were thoughtful, A Xu's expression didn't seem to be pity for the other party, and 80% thought that people would get in the way if he stayed beside him.
The air was filled with fragrance, he put away the deep thought in his eyes and looked at Yan Zhixu who was cooking with gas.
The skillful movements seem to have been done thousands of times, which is very different from the people in the past two years.
This is his sister...
After half an hour, all the dishes were cooked and served on the table, everyone washed their hands and sat down.
Nan Yuanqi waved his hand, "Eat, remember to eat as much as you want, don't waste it, whoever wastes a grain of grain will get out."
During his time in Huaishan Village, he saw villagers bring their young children to plant rice, and the hard-earned food should not be wasted.
And the food is still cooked by A Xu himself, which makes it even more impossible to allow anyone to have unfinished leftovers in their bowls.