Skillfully opening the food delivery software, Tang Wuyong looked at Ye Xiao, who was addicted to licking the dog, and asked, "Baby, what do you want to eat?"

Ye Xiao and Gun Gun turned their heads at the same time, their faces were cute.

Tang Wuyong smiled and helped his forehead, and said helplessly, "Xiaoxiao baby."

Ye Xiao got up and rubbed all the dog hair on his boyfriend, then said with bright eyes: "Let's eat chicken!"

Ok? ? ?

Tang Wuyong hesitated to speak, looking at Ye Xiao with complicated eyes.

Only then did Ye Xiao realize the discrepancy in his words, and he couldn't help becoming angry from embarrassment: "Fried chicken! Fried chicken! What are you thinking about all day long!"

Tang Wuyong smiled and chose a fried chicken restaurant with the most sales, with an innocent face: "I didn't say anything." Then he said maliciously: "Honey, where are you thinking?"

Ye Xiao immediately raised Gun Gun vigilantly to block between him and Tang Wuyong, only showing a pair of almond eyes: "I'm wearing a low collar today."

With a confused face, he tilted his head and showed a silly smile to his father, trying to get a sweet kiss.

Unexpectedly, the sweet kiss didn't get it, but was lifted up by my father and placed on the table next to her.

The height of the table really made the three-month-old dog a little uneasy, sobbing softly a few times, and subconsciously cast his eyes on Tang Wuyong for help.

Wang ~ Dad!Why are you touching that uncle's hair? !Obviously that uncle's hair is so sparse and not smooth at all!

Gun Gun drooped his eyelids, and felt a little depressed: he fell out of favor in a week, this family really can't stay!

Little did he know that Gouzi's young heart had suffered a heavy blow, Tang Wuyong was still making three chapters with Ye Xiao: "It's okay to eat chicken, but you have to go for a morning run with me tomorrow."

"Ah?" Ye Xiao thought of Tang Wuyong's unshakable 06:30 every morning, and felt concerned: "Do I have to run? Sleeping until I wake up naturally is the ultimate pursuit of my life."

Tang Wuyong smiled, "I'll give you a chance to say it again, what is your ultimate pursuit in life?"

"You!" Ye Xiao's desire to survive was so strong that he was about to rap: "It's all about you!"

Tang Wuyong smiled and twirled Ye Xiao's earlobe: "It's for your own good that I let you exercise."

I understand the reasoning, but the little fairy in bed is too annoying, and it's definitely not my fault that I can't get up, Ye Xiao thought deeply.

Choutuan's delivery is fast, Ye Xiao has chicken wings in his left hand and Coca-Cola in his right hand, and he has a good-looking boyfriend for dinner, his eyes are so beautiful that they are bent into crescent moons.

"Buzz buzz—" the phone on the sofa vibrated suddenly, Tang Wuyong glanced at the oily little yellow chicken around the corner of his mouth, wiped his oily fingers, pressed the answer button, and brought the phone closer to Ye Xiao ear.

"Hello, Xiaoxiao, it's mom." A soft and gentle female voice came from the phone.

Ye Xiao quickly swallowed the chicken wings and said, "Mom, why did you call me suddenly? Is there something wrong?"

Ye's mother was very sad when she heard the words: "Xiaoxiao, after you fell in love, you no longer love your mother. Can't your mother call you if you have nothing to do?!"

Ye Xiao glanced at Tang Wuyong, who was close at hand, and pursed his lips in embarrassment: "Mom, what do you want me for?"

Sure enough, all men have wives and forget their mothers, so now Xiaoxiao doesn't even say a few words to make her happy.

Mother Ye clutched the heart of a wounded old mother, and said melancholy: "I just want to remind you that your grandpa's [-]th birthday is still half a month away. Don't just focus on dating and forget about business."

Then, as if remembering something, he gritted his teeth and said, "If you want to bring someone back then, we won't object."

Take Wuyong to grandpa’s birthday banquet = declare sovereignty to everyone = make those crazy bees and butterflies retreat in spite of difficulties

Wow!It's a good deal!

Ye Xiao yelled "mua" loudly into the phone, with a very happy voice: "Thank you, Mom! You are really the best mother in the world!"

"By the way, Mom, I'm not going home tonight, so tell Uncle Ye that you don't need to keep the door open for me."

"Beep beep——" Ye Ma listened to the busy tone from the phone, slightly parted her lips, and remained silent for a while.

What did Xiao Xiao say?Not coming back tonight? !

Ye Ma raised her hand and wanted to make another call, but she finally softened her heart when she thought of Xiaoxiao's unconcealable joy on the phone just now.

Forget it, the water splashed by the married son is useless no matter how much you scoop it back.

Thinking of this, Mama Ye took out the small coffer that Papa Ye hid under the pillow familiarly, planning to go out to buy the new Cartier bracelet that she saw yesterday.

There is nothing that can't be solved by buying, buying, and buying. If you can't, then buy it with the gold card hidden by your husband.

Tang Wuyong put the phone aside, took out a wet towel and wiped Ye Xiao's oily paws, and listened to the little yellow chicken chirping excitedly.

"Wuyong, my grandfather's 80th birthday, can you go with me?"

"It's been a long time since you two had dinner together!"

"Wuyong, you said grandpa's birthday, what gift should I give him?"

Only one person's voice echoed in the room, and Ye Xiao's joyful expression gradually turned into a cautious search: "Wuyong, are you... you don't want to go with me?"

How could you not want to!

Tang Wuyong came back to his senses, his eyes gleamed with a different kind of brilliance, but the corner of his mouth curled into a smirk: "Even for those little skirts, I will go."

Ye Xiao: "..."

Ye Xiao thought of the pictures of her little dress that were full of three books, and suddenly her eyes went dark.

The Jews said that there are three things in the world that cannot be controlled, cough, poverty and love.

Zhao Wenliang looked at his bank card with only four digits left after paying the down payment, and Tang Wuyong who was holding his mobile phone with a lewd smile on his face. He couldn't help coughing lightly, sat next to Tang Wuyong and said earnestly: "Wuyong, you I have rested enough, is it time to go out and earn money to support my family?"

The olive branches handed over by the major directors almost pierced the windows of the house!

Tang Wuyong clicked to save an emoji package of "This guy who gave out red envelopes is so handsome", and said casually: "My baby said that I am so good-looking, and I only need to be responsible for my beauty."

"However—" Tang Wuyong glanced at Zhao Wenliang like a gift: "You are a single dog who doesn't understand, I heard that Miss Xiaoxi hasn't agreed to your pursuit?"

Zhao Wenliang became furious, patted the sofa cushion and said, "Gays know what a fart! We straight men are careful!"

"Then you are really awesome!" Tang Wuyong glanced at him and said, "Don't discuss the script during this time, and I will fly to New York with Vincent in a month, so I guess it will be busy for a while, and Ye Xiao's Grandpa is going to celebrate his birthday soon, and I'm still wondering what present to give."

Forgive me for my poor eyesight, big brother, you stay at home every day, playing King of Glory and eating chicken, you really don't see any distress at all!

Zhao Wenliang rolled his eyes to the sky, but when he thought of the mortgage on his body, he had to bow his knees and serve Mr. Money Tree: "Wuyong, as long as you promise me to accept the cover of the magazine the day after tomorrow afternoon, how about I take care of your birthday present?" ?!"

Mr. Money Tree looked at Zhao Wenliang suspiciously, then shook his head and declined politely: "Forget it, forget it, a straight man who can't catch up with a young lady, you can imagine his aesthetics."

Wow!This is too much!Brother dei!It's fine if you don't work, but it's still diss aesthetic!

Zhao Wenliang rolled up his sleeves, and was about to show off the majesty of being eight years older, when he heard Tang Wuyong's lazy voice: "But I agreed to the magazine cover."

There's no way, I guess if the obscurity continues like this, the trending searches on Weibo will change from #唐无yong微博答案# to #唐无yong追闻#

Moreover, Tang Wuyong's current status in the entertainment circle is actually only restored to the previous second-tier level. After all, no matter how good-looking he is, the representative work that can be counted at present is only the "Feng Qing Tian Tian", which was a hit recently. Still want to increase exposure as much as possible.

It's just that Tang Wuyong's anticipated trip to the cover shoot was spoiled by an [-]th-line internet celebrity who came from nowhere.

A gleam of light flashed quickly in Tang Wuyong's eyes, and he looked at the innocent boy in front of him and said, "Hi, what can I do for you?"

I don't know if it's really so cute that I can't read other people's eyes at all. The little internet celebrity ignored the alienation in Tang Wuyong's eyes, curly hair shyly: "Brother Wuyong, hello, I've been your fan since your debut Alright, can I have your autograph?"

Surrounded by people, Tang Wuyong couldn't refuse in public, so he took the paper and pen in his hand, and signed Tang Wuyong's three big characters.

The little internet celebrity stuck out her tongue and added a sentence: "Brother Wuyong, can you write another sentence 'Huang Meng, you are actually very good'? Because you have always been my idol, so your encouragement is really very important to me. important."

Tang Wuyong's handwriting was wild, Huang Meng took it and looked at it for a long time but couldn't figure out where his name was, so he had to bite the bullet and praise: "Brother Wuyong, your handwriting is so beautiful."

Tang Wuyong smiled and said nothing, Huang Meng, who wanted to continue talking along the topic, stood there for a while, and had to find an excuse to leave first.

Zhao Wenliang leaned over and teased, "Is this the first little guy to be bewitched by your skin?"

"However—" Zhao Wenliang stroked his chin and thought hard, "Why do I feel that this person's clothes look familiar?"

Tang Wuyong snorted coldly, his expression indifferent.

Why doesn't it look familiar?This Huang Meng is in proper Ye Xiao style from beginning to end!

Whether it's the sweater on his body, the smile on his face, the way he speaks, or even his curly hair, he is undoubtedly imitating Ye Xiao.

It's just that the ambition and desire in this person's eyes are so clear, how could Ye Xiao's eyes be so clear? !

It's also really interesting, since he has the genuine little yellow chicken in his hand, why do some people think that he would fall in love with a pirated version?

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