Chapter 190: First more

"Husband, my back is sore, it was so tired to drag the floor, hehe!"
Yu Yaoyao, who has never done housework, will not be able to live in front of the live footage.
Her whole person is hanging on Shen Yi Chong, and her face is indeed pale.
Shen Yichong immediately put a big hand on her waist and whispered. "You don't move, go to the sofa and lie for a while."
The little buns also took a small rag and nervously explored the small head. "Mummy, you rest, don't work, give it to me and my father~"
Yu Yaoyao is somewhat listless. "If you are like this, you will be too tired."
In order to do this program to really welcome the guests, she took the housekeeper and the maid back to the second floor to rest.
In addition to looking at the moonlight of the warm treasure, everyone else was put on her big vacation.
She wants to be a normal housewife to try, but she didn't expect to have a pain in the waist.
Let the father and son work, she is lying down, there is a lost little sorry.
"Mummy, it's okay, you have to keep your energy and study hard."
Shen Rui's little buns put the rag on the table intimately, washing her hands to help her squat.
Although I don't know if I have a correct position, his small expression is very serious.
"Is it a little sister who got tired of the waist?"
"Mummy, I will help you whir and touch it~"
Yu Yaoyao gratifiedly looked at the little buns. "Well, Mommy will be fine for a while, relying on Xiaorui's small hand, it will be comfortable."
Shen Yichong stood beside him, picked up the rag that the little buns dropped, and put it into the cleaning work of one person.
"Husband, our family is too big, we have no way to clean our own."
Yu Yaoyao sent out the soul of the soul.
"When I buy a house, we still buy a small one. My old waist will be folded on this floor."
Her delicate appearance was played on the live broadcast.
This kind of psychic that makes many red eye diseases can not help but scream, this time has not been attacked by the audience.
Today, Yaoyao powder is mostly stationed, and many passers-by watching the show are also hot search.
Who is Da Yao Yao?
It was the woman who was filming on the set and wanted to grab the lounge chair with the director!
Standing for a while, her feet will be sour, so I have to lie down.
Properly squeaky one, but she is relying on strength, the reclining chair is based on strength!
Therefore, today she shouted in front of the camera, not only did not be defamed, everyone began to praise her true nature, consistent, never set.
Zhao Dao saw it next to him, and he really admired it.
Changed to a female artist, guaranteed to be crying, even the last time Chen Yu worked a little slower, there is a small hot search that he is lazy.
Zhao Dao feels that Yu Yaoyao's success is a template worthy of reference for female artists, but no one can learn.
Learning to lie down, learn to spoil her, and turn back to green tea and white lotus, no doubt.
Zhao’s thoughts drifted away, but he quickly glanced at the live commentary and revealed a difficult expression.
[My sister’s backache is also going to clean the house for the president. This is a lot of respect for the teacher and a good example for Xiao Rui buns! Really a good mother! 】
[Birth, it is estimated that the waist nerve is injured, do not move while lying! My poor Da Yao~]
[My sister was still pregnant and filming, is this left a dark injury? Hey, we would have a sore leg when we stood up. How much more uncomfortable now? 】
[Sisters have a lot of rest, and later hold a small warm treasure. 】
Look at these intimate comments, Zhao Dazhen really wiped a tear for other female artists.
People are more mad than people.
Shen Yichong alone arranged all the housework, and the little buns gave Yu Yaoyao a massage. Yu Yaoyao did not forget to take the textbook in the primary school on the sofa.
If there is no, I will ask Xiao Rui for one from time to time.
Xiao Rui Bao can really answer it.
"Don't read books."
Shen Yichong finally dragged the ground and returned to the living room. When he saw the appearance of Yu Yaoyao, he frowned.
He reached out and put a wrinkled skirt on her knees, and tried to pull down.
Then, put a small blanket on the side of the sofa and put it on her body.
[Hey, Shen Zong, you are too guilty! If you don’t take the book away, it’s a few meanings to pull the skirt down! ? 】
[The skirts are all on the knees, but also jealous? I only serve the big vinegar bag of Qi Shen! 】
"Husband, then you read it to me~"
Yu Yaoyao did not reject the small blanket, but instead took a half circle and rolled from the sofa to the edge of Shen Yichong, raising his hand high.
Shen Yi Chong coveted, just sighed.
Stretching her hand, holding her soft white hand, kissed him.
"When your teacher comes, read it again."
"If you don't feel well, just lie down for a while."
[This big dog food that can't be prevented! 】
[How can I not remember for a long time? I haven't seen Shen's large dog food for a long time. Suddenly, I was almost killed! 】
[Shen Zong: My wife's waist is very important, especially at night. What is learning, can you eat? 】
[Before, don't go! You are too evil! 】
"Learning is learning, rest is rest, don't be distracted."
Shen Yichong did not know that the audience in the live broadcast was filled with his dog food. He took the English book and placed it in the position of the coffee table she could not get.
"Husband, I found out that it is so difficult to learn a language. I don't know how I learned Chinese in the past. I am so good~"
Yu Yaoyao kicked his kicker.
As a result, the white feet were also caught by Shen Yichong.
"Do not wear socks?"
His face was suddenly black.
Yu Yaoyao spit out his tongue. "Doing housework, it's a little hot~"
In the next second, he was held down by one hand and directly put on the socks.
"Hey! Tyrant!"
Yu Yaoyao’s rise is a soft voice.
A scream of a groundhog broke out immediately in the live room, and everyone died of nosebleeds.

At this time, Fang Qiuqi finally arrived at the scene, outside the door of the villa in the suburb of Shenzhai.
She is grabbing the right hand of the doorbell that is going to the left hand, and squatting at the door!
"Hello, Da Yao Yao, I am your fan ‘gentle’!

"Hello, ... I am your temporary English teacher..."
"Hello there……"
She repeatedly pondered the opening remarks, and even finally decided to finalize the first sentence, and began to entangle whether to say in English.
The pronunciation of the fifty cents, have to appear again?
When Fang Qiu’s entanglement was over, the staff who followed her were also bitter.
"Do you need me to ring the doorbell for you?"
"do not worry."
"Take yourself as a guest, you can."
Fang Qiu listened to this statement more nervously, but she quickly made up her mind and nodded to the staff. "That's yours, my right hand is a bit soft now, I can't lift it... I can't ring the doorbell..."
Staff: "...good."
Because at the door, the recording also switched to Fang Qiuqiu here. She said that everyone who had just eaten dog food in the live broadcast room burst into laughter.
[President, your temper! Wake up and feed! 】
[I know, the president is empty! 】
When the staff member rang the doorbell, Yuyao Yao, who was lying down and revived, came out to open the door.
"Wow, husband, the big head is coming."
The man has not come out yet, and her excited voice has been heard from the door.
Big head?
Fang Qiuqi had a moment of sorrow, but looked at a photographer next to him, and a staff member, and nodded.
I am talking about them.
However, as soon as the door opened, Yu Yaoyao’s slender, but undulating, pretty figure appeared, and Fang’s mind instantly disappeared.
Real people... better than TV!
It may be that she has been recuperating at home for a while, and her cheeks are somewhat matte and smooth, and some are full.
But the thin waist in a small skirt is not like the appearance of a baby. It is simply not a grip.
A lot of female appearances describe the text... I crossed the brain of Fang Qiu.
This is her occupational disease.
As a network writer, the brain uncontrollably floats a large section of text all day long, especially when excited, I want to write this one into my novel, so that readers can feel it!
"You, hello..."
Fang Qiu’s brain is active, but his mouth is a card.
The opening remarks that have been practiced, what English and Chinese have forgotten!
Then I didn’t finish it, and a warm embrace with a slight milky fragrance caught her!
"Big head, you are finally here~"
"We have been waiting for you for a long time, come in with me!"
Fang Qiu’s brain suddenly crashed.
"Big, big head...?"
"Well, ah~"
This time she replied to her, Yu Yaoyao’s face grinned and turned her hand.
"You still want to stare at me? Are you not my No. 1 fan head? I know you, I have been writing a lot of praises on Weibo, every day, I have read carefully. I can't get online, but after I have a month, I have finished reading it all at once."
As she said, she slammed her back on her eyes. ‘Good morning, Day Yaoyao, today is another day that is attracted by your eyes like a galaxy. Those who say that the stars are good-looking, you must have never seen your eyes...’
Fang Qiuqi suddenly blushed to the extreme!
Although she is a writer, she does not even tell her friends.
She always felt that if her words were seen by friends, it was a shame!
She is also holding the vest of the second dollar on weekdays, in order to speak freely!
Now on the spot, I was read out of this esoteric text, or I was read by the idol. Fang Qiu really jumped on the heart for a hundred and four, a little stepping on the clouds, floating!
"Come on, fast-forward. I am all ready. Today we only have two of us, one-on-one learning, no one will bother~"
Fang Qiuqiu was awkward, and almost the whole person rushed to Yu Yaoyao.
"What's wrong? Be careful."
Fang Qiuqi looks ruddy.
"Yes, sorry, I, my legs are a bit soft..."
Yu Yaoyao is not angry, but the eyes are brighter. "Oh, I know, it was the last time you wrote, 'The face of the goddess was seen across the screen. When I walked out of the theater, my legs seemed to step on the soft marshmallow. There is no strength at all, and the goddess is left. '..."
"It doesn't matter, come, I will help you!"
Finally, Comrade Xiaofang was helped by Yu Yaoyao.
The live broadcast rooms are all exclamation marks, and a group of fans admire the desire to bite the handkerchief and go crazy.
Now learn to write rainbow farts, one per day, still have time? !