Chapter 43

Some speechless Zhao, soon found something more speechless.

I also said that Shen Yichong, who gave them a takeaway, went to the kitchen personally.

Pick up the sleeves of the shirt, wash the dishes under the omelet, the action is familiar and free, at first glance, I know that it is a man who usually enters the kitchen.

Soon in the kitchen, there was a scent of fragrance, showing that someone’s cooking was not bad.

Waiting for two large bowls of noodles to be brought out, Shen Yichong, who was expressionless, was stopped by Zhao.

"Don't you say takeaway?"

Shen Yi Chong took a look at him and said, "Children can't eat takeaways."

Director Zhao Yu’s chest suddenly shot in the air.

Co-author, people Shen is really a good cook, but not open to outsiders.

"Zhao Dao, my son can't enter the mirror, I will pay attention to it."

Shen Yichong prepared the breakfast and poured three cups of milk out.

Zhao Yuyi, "Oh, but today is a whole day..."

As they were saying, there was a footstep behind them.

Yu Yaoyao changed into a youthful and beautiful strap dress, and took the small buns and walked down the second floor.

Shen Rui buns, a small one, wearing the sky blue bib with the same version of Mommy, the small round face is white and translucent, just as cute as a pink jade doll.

One big and one small, wearing a family and standing together, there is something that makes the photographer uncles lost.

Zhao Yu, who just promised Shen Yi Chong, is really regretting at the moment.

In front of this small dumpling of meat, if you enter the mirror, it will definitely make the girls and mothers in front of the TV scream.

He is so cute.

He stumbled to the table and knew that he was greeted with milk.

Also know how to be polite and well-behaved.

Even after the little guy sat on the table at Yu Yaoyao, he worked hard and swayed his little **** and climbed up the children's chair. No one needed help.

After sitting down, he sensibly took the small napkin on the children's chair and tied it to his neck.

All the movements are done in one go.

After wearing the napkin, the little guy also knows to help Yu Yaoyao pick up the chopsticks on the table for her.

"Mummy, eat~"

Zhao Yu saw here, hate to find Shen Yi Chong to discuss his son's appearance in the clip.

However, Shen Yichong helped his son to support the child's seat, and the thin lips were a glimpse of it, directly ignoring his mind.

"You eat yourself, Mommy is an adult."

"After eating, go out with your uncle Lin, he will take you to your favorite zoo."

The little buns pouted and whispered.

Yu Yaoyao was listening to the zoo. There were some bright water otters that suddenly went dark.

The place she is most afraid of now is here.

She didn't like the zoo at all when she thought about her previous treatment.

She quickly gave a bun with a regretful look. "Mummy waited for me to come back at home, and we will fight the water together tonight, and then take a bath together."

The face of the little steamed buns was a little more radiant, and the corners of the hanging mouth raised a little more, and he screamed.

Pick up his small spoon and quickly sip small noodles into his mouth.

One bite after another, the bulging bulge, eating it is fragrant.

Zhao Yu looked at the camera and soon found that Yu Yaoyao, who was next to this little guy, was just like him.

Her gangsters were more drums and didn't know how many noodles were stuffed into their mouths.

Mother and child are just like a model.

Shen Yi Chong's eyebrows sink: "Slowly eat, otherwise there will be no more."

Yu Yaoyao screamed with a pitiful call, licking the water, slowly slowly swallowing.

The little buns looked at Mommy sympathetically, and the little hand helped her to follow her back.

His own small mouth, like a hamster, flies quickly.

After taking a few shots, I took back my little hand and stuffed a new noodle into my mouth.

How do you have such a sensible child! ?

Zhao Yu looked at the picture, and then looked at Shen Yichong, who had an inscrutable face. His expression was awkward.

How is the same man, the career of the family is successful, the wife is charming, and the son can be so sensible?

According to the information, is this child less than five years old?

Zhao Yu remembers that when his son was five and a half years old, he had to feed his mother. Even if he had to chase after feeding, he would have to finish a bowl of rice for half an hour. Just eating a meal would be like a war.

But this Shen Rui little guy not only eats well, but also knows to take care of Mommy!

What is this **** son! How did Shen teach it?

Zhao Yu is somewhat lost.

In a blink of an eye, the small steamed buns ate a small bowl of noodles, and even the shallots did not have half a root.

Although there was some disappointment on the little face, I still went out with a small bag and Shen Lin.

After Yuyao Yao’s deep love for the little buns, he instantly fell on the sofa.

"Okay, let's shoot."

She stared at the reality show.

Zhao Yu wiped a sweat. "You can do something that you usually do at home, anything..."

"I usually lie like this," Yu Yaoyao raised his face and looked at the ceiling, giving a sigh of sighs from the soul. "Look at the sky, look at the wall, and when you are full, you will not move. Digest food, comfortable..."

Zhao Yu silently opened his mouth and turned to see Shen Yichong next to him.

"Look at the script."

Shen Yi Chong knows the director's help, and he looks at Yu Yaoyao, who is squatting, and takes a small blanket to cover her smooth calf.

"You starred in the new drama of Zhou, and the lines were finished?"

"And the final of the "stage", how about the preparation? "The theoretical basis of the stage performance", the book is finished?"

Zhao Yu was originally a passionate heart, and it was cold in an instant.

The sweet interaction between the two people he was expecting, how did it become the college entrance examination review scene in an instant?

He couldn't help but look at Shen Yi Chong.

Originally thought that there was nothing to take while sleeping, and now Shen always opened his mouth, and there was nothing better to shoot in an instant.

Yu Yaoyao is a beautiful dream, and it is completely broken in an instant.

She was struggling with a small blanket and struggled.

"Can you... don't? Make up your makeup tomorrow."

Shen Yichong was cold-faced directly, no.

"Don't read the script, don't understand the characters, how do you take a makeup photo? What expression do you use?"

"The director is looking at you, you have to do at least the passing line, so you don't let the other person down."

Yu Yaoyao instantly grinned, and the watery beauty was full of depression.

I climbed up helplessly, moved to the side of the coffee table and pulled out the script below.

"I am going to wash the dishes, I will take back your lines when I am."

Shen Yichong leaned over from behind her and reached out and opened the script she was holding.

From a distance, it is like he is holding his pet in her arms.

However, what is said is very damaging.

"Your play, from this page, back... Back three pages, during my dishwashing. Go back and make a ten-minute yoga tonight."

"Hey!"

Yu Yaoyao was surrounded by a masculine manly feeling. He felt that he was warm and eager to get back and hold him, but suddenly it was a sunny day!

She looked down at his long fingers and looked at the script, which was a scream.

"so much?"

"What more?"

Shen Yi Chong stood up and glanced at it, and poked her without any mercy.

"You played a supporting role, and together you can't make up for half an hour."

Yu Yaoyao grinned and looked up at him with a small face.

"Then you wash slowly."

"Washing for half an hour?"

A total of three bowls, plus two pots.

There is also a dishwasher in the house.

Shen Yi Chong mouth pumped.

For a long time, I barely nodded.

But Yu Yaoyao will never let the director and the photographer down.

Just when everyone thought that she would start to read the script seriously, she would stop as much as ADHD.

After a while, she finished the script again.

When I turned around, I sneaked into the back of the man in the kitchen.

It was discovered that Shen Yichong stood in front of the sink and washed her back to her. Her full red lips opened.

While screaming in the mouth, smashing the lines, while the cat was on the waist, he ran to the front of the small cabinet where the photographer's eldest brother leaned.

She smiled silently at them and bent over to open the small cabinet door.

From the inside, he took out a bag of grape-flavored marshmallows and quickly fled back to the sofa, pretending to spread the script without any problems.

Read a line and unpack the package.

I read two lines and stuffed a bite of soft candy.

Three sentences... A small bag of soft candy almost bottomed out.

She wiped her mouth with a rough back, and pinched the empty bag in her hand. She stood up and threw it into the trash can on the sofa.

But just stepping out, a low-dumb, unpleasant voice, suddenly sounded behind her.

"Is there this action in the script?"

Yu Yaoyao was so scared that he was shaking and his feet were awkward, and he almost fell on the coffee table.

A large hand behind her, grabbed her unbalanced arm in time, and let her avoid falling a dog in front of the camera.

However, Yu Yaoyao turned back and saw the face of a cold man with a cold face, and his heart was cool.

"me……"

She swallowed.

Carefully looked down on Shen Yichong's face.

Finally, the snack bag in the crossbar was lifted up.

"I am on the ground, picking up a trash!"

Among a group of photographers, there was a sudden laugh.

Yu Yaoyao blinked in a blink of an eye and raised a small face. "I am ready to throw it away. Love health, healthier!"

Shen Yi Chong’s mouth smacked. “Well, there is a smell of **** in your mouth.”

Yu Yaoyao suddenly caught his mouth in horror.

In the photographer's group, there were a few laughs, and several photographers laughed and shook their shoulders.

Even the director Zhao Yu is full of laughter.

Shen Yi Chong cool eyes and swept them, and succeeded in letting them stop.

He regained his gaze and looked at Yuyao Yao coolly.

"Is the script finished?"

He reached out.

Yu Yaoyao grinned and put the small bag of soft candy in his hand.

Shen Yi Chong Jun's face is black, "player."

"Ah!" Yu Yaoyao quickly turned around and placed the script on the sofa in his hand respectfully.

"Back."

Shen Yi Chong looked at her with no expression.

"Start with the first act of your appearance."

Yu Yaoyao opened his mouth and soon the water simmered. "The first act is... I am lying in bed, eating the grapes that the niece gave me, and letting me drink some goat milk... I went to the play, I went. Have a little snack."

The camera that the photographer is squinting has begun to shake.

Several photographers, all relying on willpower to fight against the smile, to stabilize the machine on the arm.

And Shen Yichong directly in the script, rolled up and knocked on her head, "No grapes, honey melon!"

"puff……"

Zhao Yu did not hold back this time!