The Idol Group Pet Became a Final Boss!

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Because they are old acquaintances and friends, the atmosphere of greetings is very harmonious.

Entering the manor, the Yanjia father and son who have met the world can't help but be a little surprised.

"This place is great...Oh, Anai, our yard is too small, otherwise I would like to grow a la carte." Yan Zhenhua sighed.

Yanna nodded, envy in his eyes.

He is not interested in vegetables, but he still wants to grow flowers.

…Probably this is the planting gene that the Chinese have.

The father and son can be said to express the feelings of netizens. After all, the pace of life is so fast now, who does not yearn for such a beautiful rural life?

The three of them walked to the door, and Xiangyi also picked the cherries and returned.

The girl took off the straw hat, and first greeted Yan Zhenhua politely, "Good guidance, hard work."

The introduction seldom goes online and doesn't know much about the appropriate ‘dark history’. He just thinks that the little girl is pretty and polite, and has a good first impression of her.

"Yannai's eyebrows follow you, more handsome than the picture." Xiangyi's polite remark exaggerated both father and son.

Shi Sui on the side raised his eyebrows involuntarily.

One kid, what is handsome or not.

Both parents like others to boast about their cubs, and the words can't be avoided. The corners of their eyes smiled and wrinkled, "Ane, my sister."

Yannai stared at Xiangyi for a few seconds. The young man didn't know how to conceal his emotions, and he reluctantly said: "Hello, sister."

Changyi noticed that he seemed to be a little bit resistant to herself, but she was too lazy to study carefully. She had always been more patient with girls and cubs.

"I just picked some cherries from my home. I will wash them with salt water."

As she spoke, everyone's eyes fell into the small basket she was holding.

The wicker basket is delicate and small, and it is full of cherries.

This is the season when the cherries are ripe, and the suitable ones are also well-ripe. The fruits are full and round, red and purple, and you start to secrete saliva.

The appropriate action was neat, and it was quickly washed and brought over.

He said that he loves cherries and put them in his mouth. They are juicy and fleshy, and the sweetness is amazing. He exclaimed: "The cherries grown in his own field are sweet!"

Yannai was vacillating, thinking of the messages on WeChat, and wondering whether to eat the cherries washed by this woman...

The barrage is still lively.

——[This cherry lover is so envious that we don’t produce cherries here, and we can only buy them from other places every time. When can I experience this kind of fresh-picked, fresh-eaten life! 】

——【? ? ? ? In my home? ? I want to ask, is it really necessary to be an artist? your home? Can your family live here? ? 】

——[Oh, it’s just a variety show, don’t be true, this is my lady’s home during the shooting]

——【Fuck Yan Gou, can't you say it if you are rude? Can you do whatever you want if you look good? 】

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While arguing, Li Jianyu’s voice came from the live broadcast room: "OK, this is the end of the morning trial broadcast. We will adjust the equipment and continue in the afternoon."

Netizen:? ? ?

When the screen is black, it is black, and countless people are still looking at it.

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Mu Yao TV.

The employees were sitting and watching the live broadcast for more than an hour, and their necks were a little sore. Everyone looked at Director Chen together.

Director Chen looked gloomy: "Let the notice go down, have a meeting, and let the person in charge of the public relations department come to see me."

Shi Sui is not dark, is it.

It doesn't matter, the one without B number is a ready-made living target!

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There will be more later~