Chapter 33 Welfare
After taking a shower, Sang Manzhou dragged the bucket to the backyard and dumped it, and then pulled the towel off the camera.

The director immediately gave the picture to Sang Manzhou.

At this time, in the camera, Sang Manzhou's hair drooped down wetly, the shirt of his top had not had time to button up to reveal the white chest muscles and abdominal muscles, and the black trousers made his legs slender and straight.

He also didn't know that the director would give him the live broadcast before he put on his clothes, so he didn't rush to button up.

They inadvertently sent a wave of benefits to the audience.

Sang Manzhou poured himself a glass of water, and when he drank the water, his sexy Adam's apple rolled up and down rhythmically, screaming in the live broadcast room, and all kinds of gifts swiped frantically.

【Ah ah ah!Oh my gosh, abs!It's abs!Director I love you!I'm going to top up the money right now!Show me more pictures like this in the future! ! 】

【My husband is so handsome!Even drinking water is so cool!I'm about to lick the screen!woohoo~]

[No, no, no?No one will forget his black stuff and like him, right?What do you look like? 】

The screen is full of screams and licks. Even if there are one or two people who want to black Sang Manzhou, the news with the rhythm of the live broadcast will be drowned by other barrages.

"Brother! I'm back!"

Xiao Fubao pushed the door open with a snap.

Sang Manzhou looked up and glanced at her lazily, with a calm voice: "Don't throw dirty clothes."

Xiao Fubao responded, wrapped the dirty clothes in a bag and put them in the corner, looked up at Sang Manzhou with anticipation, and asked, "Brother, what are we eating today?"

When he mentioned this, Sang Manzhou twitched the corners of his mouth and caught a glimpse of the little guy's expectant look, and the words he wanted to say that he couldn't cook were choked in his throat.

[Sang Manzhou: Don't look at me like that!I can't cook you brother! 】

[Hahahaha, the upstairs is too damaged!We Sang Wanzhou don't want to lose face? ! 】

[It's better to come back to eat at Xiaoyu'er's house, little baby!I'm really hungry now, but fortunately there are pies made by my grandmother. 】

Sang Manzhou also remembered the two bags that Xiao Fubao brought back.

Throw the bag with the pie to her: "Eat this pad first."

"What about brother?" Xiao Fubao looked at the bag in his hand, then raised his eyes to look at him.

Sang Manzhou was silent for a few seconds in front of the little guy's fiery gaze, looked away a little uncomfortably, raised his hand and scratched the back of his head.

"Brother is going to cook."

no way.

The little guy worked so hard to bring back the ingredients, no matter how he couldn't cook, he could only try it.

When he heard that he was going to cook, Xiao Fubao's eyes lit up instantly: "Xiao Fubao can come and help! When the master was cooking, Xiao Fubao often helped the master by the side!"

Sang Wanzhou thought about it.

He doesn't know how to cook anyway, so she can help if she wants.

He nodded in agreement.

The two carried baskets to the kitchen that had been abandoned for a long time.

When the water was just boiled, Sang Wanzhou had already washed all the pots.

The stoves and pots are the kind of firewood used in the countryside. Sang Wanzhou, who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, has never seen it.

It's okay to boil water, but he really doesn't know how to cook with this thing.

What's more, it was his first time cooking.

Sang Wanzhou was worried about the stove, and Xiao Fubao's voice suddenly sounded from behind.

"Brother, there is rice and vegetables on the table!"

(End of this chapter)

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