second benefactor

Tan Sheng fell asleep in a daze at dawn, and vaguely noticed that Ye Ziyou beside him got up, and he relaxed and fell into a deep sleep.

Tan Sheng had no idea that Ye Ziyou's usually expressionless face turned red when he saw his movements after waking up, and quickly withdrew his hand, rubbing it on his thigh again and again.

After finally calming down, he got up to take a shower, and started the morning exercise plan that was his daily routine.

—— ran around the big yard for about twenty laps.

Tan Sheng had a very embarrassing dream. In the dream, one day last night's rubbing and rubbing developed a more excessive follow-up. After rubbing and rubbing, he took off his clothes.

Just when Tan Sheng Hangchi Hangchi was planning to "repay kindness with revenge" and enter the source of evil——

"The second set of national broadcast gymnastics for middle school students, the times are calling, start now—"

Fuck!

Tan Sheng sat up suddenly in fright, and almost jumped into the sky without being frightened. With a "boom", his head hit the head of the bed hard.

Tan Sheng covered his head, searching for the source of the sound in astonishment.

"Get ready, one two three four five six seven eight—"

Tan Sheng almost climbed to the side of the bed, looked out the window, and found that the sundries in the yard had been cleared away, leaving an open space, and Ye Ziyou was wearing sportswear, standing in the center full of energy, He waved his hands and legs expressionlessly.

"Two two three four five six seven eight—"

Ye Ziyou shook his head 180 degrees, just in time to meet Tan Sheng's eyes.

Tan Sheng opened his mouth wide in shock: "What are you doing?"

"Exercising." Ye Ziyou replied without feeling ashamed at all, "Do you want to go together?"

"..." Tan Sheng retracted his head in confusion, sitting on the bed and thinking about his life for a long time.

Are you sure this person didn't time travel from ten years ago?

Still living in the age of primary and middle school students?

While Tan Sheng was thinking seriously, the radio gymnastics outside the window started a new round of drills: "Three two three four five six seven eight——"

Tan Sheng buried his head in the pillow, and the return to sleep was a failure.

By the time Ye Ziyou finished training early, it was already 11:30 after watering all the vegetables in his vegetable garden. His daily life was so regular that he was stuck at this time and started preparing lunch.

Ye Ziyou plans to make tomato scrambled eggs with white rice for lunch today, which is enough for him alone.

The yawning Tan Sheng smelled the fragrance of food and swayed out of the room like a ghost. After a night of hunger, his eyes glowed green, and he rushed forward and shouted: "I want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs. Boiled fish, it is best to bring me another crayfish!"

Ye Ziyou took the tomato scrambled eggs out of the pot, put them on the table, filled a bowl of rice for herself, sat down, and began to cook.

"..." The ignorant Tan Sheng stood in place, scratched the back of his head, and said hesitantly after a while, "I want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs, boiled fish..."

"Do it yourself." Ye Ziyou bit her chopsticks and said.

"..." How could the eldest young master, who had never been in the sun since he was a child, know how to cook? Looking at the shabby Ye Ziyou, he thought for a while, and said pitifully, "I'm about to starve to death..."

Ye Ziyou said calmly, "Oh."

"..." Tan Sheng withdrew his pitiful expression and looked threatening, "If you don't do it for me, I'll kill you. Anyway, this place is remote and no one can see it."

Ye Ziyou took another mouthful of rice, but this time he didn't even say a word.

Tan Sheng moved a bench and sat down in front of Ye Ziyou. He had no choice but to coerce and lure him: "Well, if you cook for me, I'll give you a chance to act. I'm the director. Really, I didn't lie to you. You can search my name on the Internet and you will know..."

"I don't need to act." Ye Ziyou took the last bite of rice, stood up to wash the dishes, "I just like acting, but... But I can't act."

"Ah?" Tan Sheng was a little surprised, "Why can't you act?"

"..." Ye Ziyou was silent for a while, and the expression on his face dimmed slightly, looking a little pitiful.

Tan Sheng's heart softened slightly, and when he was about to speak, Ye Ziyou suddenly recovered his expressionless face, and said, "I made an appointment with someone else. Well, you can eat these things if you want, but you have to help me feed the chickens in the afternoon Feed the duck."

Tan Sheng glared at Ye Ziyou: "Did you make a mistake? You let the cutting-edge director feed you chickens and ducks? You let my talented hands feed chickens and ducks?"

Ye Ziyou threw the spatula in his hand, and there were four big characters written on his face-"I like to feed you or not."

Tan Sheng's stomach growled and sang the empty city strategy, his face was pale with hunger, and finally walked into the abyss of compromise: "Cheng Chengcheng, hey hey hey!"

He said that Sheng Chang has never been compromised by others at such a young age, and you Ye Ziyou are really good enough!