"Husband, my waist is sore. It turns out to be so tired after mopping the floor, oh oh oh!"
Yu Yaoyao, who had never done housework before, stopped in front of the live camera after a while.
She hung her whole body on Shen Yichong, and her face was indeed a little pale.
Shen Yichong immediately stroked her waist with a big hand, and whispered, "Don't move, go to the sofa and lie down for a while."
The little bun also nervously took the small rag, and poked his head, "Mommy, rest, don't work, leave it to me and Dad~"
Yu Yaoyao was a little listless, "If you do this, you will be too tired."
In order to make this show to actually greet the guests, she invited the housekeeper and maid back to the second floor to rest.
Except for the concubine who looked at Nuanbao, everyone else was given a big holiday by her.
She wanted to try to be a normal housewife by herself, but she didn't expect her waist to be painful before she became a teacher.
Let the father and son do the work, she just lay down, sorry for a little bit of it.
"Mommy, it's okay, you have to keep your strength and study hard later."
Xiao Baozi Shen Rui put the rag on the table intimately and washed her hands to help her rub her waist.
Although he didn't know if he rubbed the right position, his expression was very serious.
"Does the baby sister make your waist tired?"
"Mummy, I'll just help you scream and touch~"
Yu Yaoyao gazed at the little bun with relief, "Well, Mommy will be fine in a while, relying on Xiao Ruirui's little hands, so she feels comfortable with the touch."
Shen Yichong stood by, picked up the rag that the little bun had thrown down, and devoted himself to the cleaning work for one person.
"Husband, our house is too big, we can't clean it ourselves at all."
Yu Yaoyao let out a groan of soul.
"When buying a house in the future, let's buy a smaller one. My old waist will be folded on the floor."
Her charming appearance was all broadcast on the live broadcast.
This kind of frailty that makes many pinkeyes can't help but choking, but this time it was not attacked by the audience.
Most of the people stationed today are Yaoyao fans, and many passersby fans who watch the show are also looking for hot searches.
Who is Dayaoyao
It was the woman who was filming on the set and wanted to grab a lounge chair from the director!
Standing for a while, her feet will be sore, so she has to lie down.
A properly squeamish bag, but she is squeamish by strength, and the recliner is obtained by strength!
So, today she shouted backache in front of the camera. Not only did she not get scolded, but everyone started to praise her for her true temperament. She was consistent and never set.
Director Zhao could see from the side, really admiring him.
If you change a female artist, you will be scolded to the point of crying, even Chen Qiao worked a little slower last time, and a small hot search said that he was lazy and hypocritical.
Director Zhao feels that Yu Yaoyao's success is a model for female artists to learn from, but no one can learn from it.
Learn her to lie down and act like a baby, and you will be scolded as a green tea bitch and a white lotus when you turn around, no doubt.
Director Zhao's thoughts drifted away, but soon he glanced at the live comment and showed an expression of indescribable expression.
[My sister has a sore waist and has to clean the house for the president. This is a great example for Xiao Rui Baozi! Really a good mother! 】
[Giving a baby, I probably hurt the nerves of the waist, so I don't move when I lie down! My poor Dayao~]
[My sister was pregnant and was still filming. Is this a hidden wound? Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, we would have sore legs when we stood up, how uncomfortable it is now? 】
[Sister, take a lot of rest, I will hold Xiao Nuanbao in the future. 】
Looking at these thoughtful comments, Director Zhao sincerely shed tears for other female artists.
People are really maddening than people.
However, Shen Yichong took care of all the housework alone, and the little bun gave Yu Yaoyao a massage, and Yu Yaoyao did not forget to memorize words with her elementary school textbook on the sofa.
If you don’t, I would ask Xiao Rui to pack one from time to time.
Xiao Rui Bao can really answer it.
"Don't read a book while lying down."
Shen Yichong finally finished dragging the ground and returned to the living room, frowning when she saw Yu Yaoyao lying down.
He reached out and pulled the slightly wrinkled skirt around her knees, and tried to pull it down again.
Then, she covered her with the little blanket on the sofa next to her.
[Hey, Mr. Shen, you are too duplicity! What do you mean by pulling down the skirt without taking the book away! ? 】
[The skirt is up to your knees, and you're still jealous? I am only convinced by Mr. Shen this big vinegar bag! 】
"Husband, then you read it to me~"
Yu Yaoyao did not refuse the small blanket, but instead rolled half a circle, rolled from the sofa to the edge of Shen Yichong, holding her hands high.
Shen Yichong lowered his eyes and gave a hum.
Reaching out to hold her soft white palm, he kissed.
"Read it again when your teacher comes."
"If your waist is uncomfortable, just lie down seriously."
[This big dog food caught off guard! 】
[Why don't I have a long memory? It's been a long time since I saw Mr. Shen's large dog food. Suddenly, I almost choked to death! 】
[Mr. Shen: My wife's waist is very important, especially at night. What is learning, can you eat it? 】
[The one in front, don't go! You are too evil! 】
"Study is study, rest is rest, don't be distracted."
Shen Yichong didn't know that the audience in the live broadcast room was filled with his dog food. He took away the English book and placed it on the coffee table where she could not get it.
"Husband, I just found it difficult to learn a language. I don't know how I learned Chinese back then. I'm so good~"
Yu Yaoyao kicked the girl.
As a result, Shen Yichong's tender feet were also caught.
"Don't even wear socks?"
His face suddenly darkened.
Yu Yaoyao spit out her tongue, "Doing housework, it’s a bit hot~"
In the next second, he was pressed with one hand and was directly put on the socks.
"Hey! Tyrant!"
Yu Yaoyao raised her head with a soft waxy voice.
There was a burst of groundhog screams in the live broadcast room, and everyone died of nosebleeds.
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At this time, Fang Qiuye finally arrived at the scene, outside the door of the small villa on the outskirts of Shenzhai.
She grabbed the right hand who was going to ring the doorbell with her left hand, and hovered at the door!
"Hello, Dayaoyao, I am your fan'gentle'!"
"Hello,... I am your temporary English teacher..."
"Hello… "
She pondered the opening remarks repeatedly, and even finally finalized the first sentence, and then began to wonder whether to speak in English.
The pronunciation of fifty cents is going to appear again
When Fang Qiuye struggled, the staff who followed her outside also smiled bitterly.
"Do you need me to ring the doorbell for you?"
"do not worry."
"Think of yourself as a guest, that's fine."
Fang Qiuye became more nervous when she heard this, but she quickly made up her mind and nodded to the staff, "Then please, my right hand is a bit soft now and I can't lift it up... I can't press the doorbell..."
Staff: "... Okay."
Because at the door, the recording was switched to Fang Qiuye's place. What she said made everyone in the live broadcast room who were still eating dog food laugh instantly.
[President, your violent temper is too! Wake up! Hey! 】
[I know, it's going to be empty! 】
When the staff rang the doorbell, Yu Yaoyao, who was lying down for a while and resurrected physically, came out and opened the door.
"Wow, husband, the big head is here."
She hadn't come out yet, and her excited voice had come from the door.
Big head
Fang Qiuye was at a loss for a moment, but she looked at a photographer and a staff member beside her, and nodded.
Is talking about them.
However, as soon as the door was opened, Fang Qiuye's mind instantly disappeared when Yu Yaoyao's slender but undulating pretty figure appeared.
Real people... Better than on TV!
It may have been a relationship after recuperating at home for a while, and her cheeks were a little soft and smooth, and also a little plump.
But the slender waist wearing a small skirt doesn't look like a baby has been given birth at all.
A lot of female appearance description words... across Fang Qiuye's brain.
This is her occupational disease.
As an Internet writer, my brain is uncontrollable and floats out large sections of text all day long, especially when I am excited, I really want to write this and that in my own novels, so that readers can feel it too!
"You, hello..."
Fang Qiuye's brain is active, but his mouth is stuck.
I have forgotten all English and Chinese for the practiced opening remarks!
Then, before finishing speaking, a warm embrace with a slightly milky fragrance hugged her!
"Big head, you are finally here~"
"We have been waiting for you for a long time, come in with me!"
Fang Qiuye's mind suddenly crashed.
"Big, big head...?"
"Yeah~"
This time, it was Yu Yaoyao who covered her mouth and smirked and took her hand instead.
"You still want to hide from me? Are you not my No. 1 fan leader? I know you, and I keep writing a lot of compliments to me on Weibo. I read one every day. Sheng Xiaonuan I can’t access the internet, but after my confinement, I also finished reading all at once."
As she said, her eyes flickered on her back,'Good morning, Dayaoyao, today is another day attracted by your galaxy-like eyes. Those who say stars are beautiful, must have never seen your eyes...'
Fang Qiuye blushed immediately!
Although she is a writer, she doesn't even tell her friends the author's name.
She always felt that if her words were seen by friends, it would be very ashamed!
She usually relies on the two-dimensional vest to speak freely!
Now that this extremely numbing text was read on the spot, it was still read by the idol himself, Fang Qiuye really had a heartbeat of one hundred and four, a little stepped on the clouds, floating!
"Come on, come in. I'm all ready. Today, there are only two of us studying one-on-one, and no one will bother~"
Fang Qiuye staggered and almost fell on Yu Yaoyao.
"What's the matter? Be careful."
Fang Qiuye's face was ruddy.
"Yes, I'm sorry, I, my legs are also a bit soft..."
Not only was Yu Yaoyao not angry, but her eyes brightened, "Ah, I know, it was what you wrote last time,'I saw the face of the goddess across the screen. When I walked out of the theater, my legs seemed to be stepping on soft cotton candy. , Without any strength, knelt down to the goddess.'..."
"It doesn't matter, come, let me help you!"
Finally, Comrade Xiaofang was helped in by Yu Yaoyao.
The live broadcast room was full of exclamation marks, and a group of fans wanted to bite their handkerchiefs enviously, and became mad with jealousy.
Now learn how to write rainbow farts, one a day, is it too late? !