High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 439 From the assistant's tens of millions of watts of light bulbs
On the other side, Lin Zhaoxia rubbed her nose, her image was indescribably sloppy, but she answered the question very seriously, "Unfortunately, I just registered for less than half an hour. What do you want to know?"

Ye Jin's eyes flickered slightly, "Your post is a bit explosive. After all, the airborne forum of Shengyuan Xiadian is not a trivial matter, and the sensation caused is not something to be shushed. By the way, I will prove that the post was actually made by you, Lin Zhaoxia. Or are some other people deliberately pretending to be so in order to gain popularity."

Listening to Ye Jin's words, Lin Zhaoxia let out another breath, her voice was still lazy, and her tone seemed unwilling to change, "Hey brother, Young Master Ye, have you seen the profile picture I registered for ID?"

"what?"

This sentence made Ye Jin frowned.

After two rhetorical questions, Lin Zhaoxia slightly raised his eyebrows compared to Young Master Ye's frown.

This is... didn't you see it?

She breathed out again, her body was not fully recovered yet, at this time she felt drowsy again, Lin Zhaoxia breathed out incessantly.

She raised her hand and rubbed the corners of her eyes, then said in a nasal voice, "If you don't look at it, just look at it, and you'll know if it's me."

After this sentence, Ye Jin on the other side of the phone opened his mouth and wanted to continue to say something, but was interrupted by the young man who spoke again, "Ah, I'm so sleepy, let's talk about something tomorrow, I'm hanging up."

"Hi! Lin Zhaoxia, you...beep...beep..." Ye Jin's hand holding the phone froze, "..."
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But for a certain teenager who hung up the phone neatly, he just threw the phone away, grabbed the pillow beside him, hugged him in his arms, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

She didn't care at all that she wasn't the only one in this small apartment.
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The smell of the kitchen is getting stronger and stronger.

This time, Yang Moyan still didn't cook too much food.

Just some routine.

And they are all light-based.

This time the staple food was no longer porridge, but was replaced by noodles by Yang Moyan.

Side dishes include soup, diced cabbage and radish, cucumber and eggs.

It really is a simple everyday dish.

And seeing his young master, who was dyed with dignity all over his body, methodically make these kinds of assistants, opened his mouth again, and was stunned.

Lying down... in the trough!
Not only did his young master make snacks for a certain boy himself, but he even cooked the meals himself? ! !
This is a treatment that neither the wife nor the husband has, and it happens to be monopolized by this young man alone!
It's just too much!

The assistant who recovered was very angry.

But it can't be sent.

Feeling aggrieved.

After thinking about it, he couldn't be aggrieved and eat a carload of diamond dog food in vain.

So the assistant came up with a way to feel good about himself and to get the best of both worlds, that is—with his young master looking at him coldly, he put the dishes on the dining table cheekily, and then slapped his butt Sitting on a chair, can't get up!
Eat and eat!

Absolutely have to talk about it!
As for what will happen afterwards, no matter what his young master says, the sky is big and the earth is big, let's pull the boy to carry it together!

After all, the protagonist of all dog food is a teenager.

As the assistant said, Yang Moyan's eyes were indeed cold.

Especially when he saw the rhythm of a certain assistant sitting at the dining table very cheeky and waiting for him and the boy to have dinner together, his eyes became even colder.

...an eyesore.

He pulled his lower lip, disgusted to the extreme, but he didn't make a sound to chase her away.

(End of this chapter)