How do different species fall in love

Time passed quickly, Yun Xu made a new girlfriend, the two traveled abroad, Ren Zixi and Jin Zichen disappeared, and Long Yao passed the second part of the driver's license test.

His Weibo followers broke through [-] a long time ago, and they are currently growing steadily, although most of them are fans.

Long Yao didn't know much about Mo Yubing's company. He only knew that he was getting bigger and bigger and bought several media companies.

In a blink of an eye, it was time to return to the main house.

I was lucky not to meet Dr. Liu this time.

Grandma Mo is still dressed in black, wearing sunglasses and gloves, which she only takes off when eating.

Elegant and domineering.

She never talked to Long Yao, and she didn't have a few words with her own grandson, Mo Yubing.

After dinner, the family of three sat and watched TV in silence.

News broadcast on TV.

Holding a bag of almond wood in his arms, Long Yao stared blankly at the incomprehensible political news, feeling bored.

He wanted to play with his mobile phone, but there was a serious old man sitting beside him, so he had no guts.

It was Young Master Mo who noticed his baby's restraint, took out his mobile phone in a funny way, and pretended to be playing, Long Yao dared to imitate him.

In the past, his time was delayed by work, and occasionally playing with his mobile phone was nothing more than reading comics, eating melons, reading novels, and researching some things in the fashion circle, such as trends, lipstick numbers, and various collocations, in order to be able to communicate with girls. topic.

Now almost all the time is spent on the sideline business, when not live broadcasting, replying to private messages.

Most of the private messages come from fans, there are also black fans, companies, Taobao store owners and WeChat merchants.

Long Yao was in the middle of chatting with a brokerage company's account before, but now that he was online and saw the other party's reply, he almost laughed out loud.

[………Our company will provide you with various channels and marketing methods. In fact, to be honest, your current persona is not attractive at all, and you have no memory points. Want to sleep live?You must have been troubled by this, as long as you sign with us, there will be a professional team to help you deal with these, and you can lie down and wait for your fans to increase. 】

It's been normal until here, but then

[For example, if you have long hair, you can set up a Taoist character design, orthodox Taoist priests should grow their hair]

God is so Taoist...

so funny……

VNT Entertainment: [I'm not talking nonsense, what a fairy-like attribute, combined with your character design, there is a contrast and cuteness. 】

Long Yao returned an emoticon package.

Let a melancholy and glamorous beautiful young man play with Taoist characters?

He still thought it was funny, so he showed Mo Yubing the chat interface.

Mo Yubing really raised the corners of his lips. He took Long Yao's cell phone and replied: [I understand, you are here to preach. 】

Can you do something in Yangjian.

Laughing silently for a while, thinking of something, Young Master Mo lifted up a strand of hair that was almost longer than his shoulders, and said:

"Yaoyao, don't you, it's time to cut your hair."

He had discovered before that Long Yao resisted cutting his hair, and his flat bangs were almost slanted. If it weren't for the beautiful facial features that were completely held back, ordinary people would really lower their appearance.

Long Yao really didn't want to admit that he didn't want to cut his hair because he was afraid, because this reason was childish and childish.

There is also a trace of suspicion of pretending to be tender.

He said vaguely: "...Let's talk about it later."

Anyway, he is fine with any hairstyle, so why bother to cut it, because he has to pay teacher Tony for cutting his hair.

……right!He's saving money, so he can't spend money on haircuts, and that's it!

VNT Entertainment here may have realized something after receiving their ridicule, and sent a weak sentence: [Of course this is just a small proposal. 】

Mo Yubing glanced condescendingly, and said:

"Pheasant company, don't sign."

Long Yao nodded, the hero sees the same thing.

Secretly watching the interaction between the two, Mo Qingshan's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't say anything.

When the pointer pointed to eight o'clock, Mo Yubing stood up like the previous few times, and said, "Grandma, I'm leaving."

"It's raining outside and you have to go? I've packed the room for you."

It was really raining outside.

The temperature dropped sharply, and when he opened the door, he was covered in rain by a gust of evil wind, Zha Zhalong, who was only wearing a rainbow-colored sleeveless T-shirt, shivered.

Of course Mo Yubing noticed his big reaction, he pushed Long Yao into the room and closed the door.

Does this mean agreeing to stay?

Mo Qingshan seemed a little surprised, opened his mouth, and finally said nothing, just looked at Long Yao one more time.

Speaking of which, although Grandma Mo promised Mo Yubing to go back to the main house once a week, he would not spend the night here every time.

Sure enough, today's Young Master Mo is a bit abnormal.

Long Yao was really cold at that moment, maybe his stomach was blown cold, and he ran to the toilet to vomit out the food he ate in the afternoon.

He is a dragon, and he has never felt that he can be so weak.

So frustrating.

Except for the bodyguards, Mo Qingshan didn't leave anyone in the main house for the night. At this point, the nanny and auntie had already returned home. Mo Yu had heated up the mushroom soup that almost no one had touched for dinner. He estimated Long Yao's food intake and felt that it was not enough. Cooked a pot of millet porridge to nourish the stomach.

Mo Qingshan, who appeared in the kitchen at some unknown time, said, "You can add some lotus seeds and longan meat."

"That's what I used to feed your dad when he was a kid."

Mo Yubing paused, and hummed lightly for a while.

"The longan meat and lotus seeds are in the freezer." Mo Qingshan said.

She sighed inaudibly, and turned back to her bedroom.

After Long Yao finished tossing, he felt that he was dirty psychologically, and took a full bath for three to ten minutes before coming out.

His stomach was empty, and he was thinking about going to the living room to bring the unfinished almonds to the bedroom, when he saw mushroom soup and millet porridge on the low cabinet.

Blow up his boss!How considerate!

Mo Yubing used the bathroom in the bedroom, and when he returned to the bedroom after wiping his hair, he saw Long Yao holding millet porridge and sipping it.

He was wearing a large bath towel, holding a bowl in both hands, his slightly long hair was half-dry, and stuck to his cheeks, making the usual melancholy and cold person a little softer.

At this moment, Mo Yubing suddenly understood why some people like to cook for others.

It's funny to say, maybe it's because he has heard too much praise since he was a child, and he doesn't feel that he is good at making profits by stepping on the jumping K-line in the stock market, and passing tens of millions of orders in minutes.

Seeing Long Yao eat the porridge he made now, he actually felt a subtle sense of accomplishment.

I don't know if Long Yao had the same feeling when he cooked for him.

"tasty?"

"Delicious."

Long Yao raised his head and looked at him brightly: "My dear~"

When Master Mo was ready to receive his rainbow fart, he heard him say:

"The aunt in the main house is better at cooking than Aunt Zhang."

Auntie in the main house?

Mo Yubing was speechless for a moment.

The moist amber pupils of his eyes, fresh from physical tears, have the color of jewels.

Mo Yubing then swallowed the words of explanation and hummed lightly.

Good cook.

Take it as a compliment.

"Want him?"

"Ah."

Mo Yubing said: "It's a pity that he is very expensive and very busy. He has to go to two places every day for work, so I can't hire him."

Only a certain super idiot named Long Yao can please him, the 'auntie of the main house'.

Sure enough, Long Yao didn't understand the message in his words, took a sip of millet porridge, and said with a smile, "It's okay, I'll cook for our family."

Sure enough, an idiot.

[The author has something to say]: I have read everyone's comments, because I was running out of time, I just glanced over and didn't reply. I was too busy to reply in a unified way.

Because I received feedback that the progress was too slow, so in order to let the slag dragon lay eggs before the end of the month, I deleted, deleted, edited and removed a large section of text, and I will definitely suffer from it hahaha.

See you guys tomorrow, I love you guys.