"These stupid two-legged beasts can't do anything."
Shen Fangli: “…”
Don’t insist on your character at this time!
But at this time, Shen Fangli also suddenly realized in the atmosphere where the two of them were blushing.
So, he is younger.
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Although the person who delivered the food said that he only delivered some food, just looking at the amount of food, you can tell that it is not a small amount no matter how you look at it.
It even includes rice. One can only say that this naive boy is really worried that his sister Liushui will not have enough to eat on the show.
When he saw the rice, even Yan Xianjue, who had spread it out on the sofa as soon as he came back, couldn't help but look sideways.
I don't know how he managed to carry all that stuff on his back with such a small body.
There is no public transportation within a ten-mile radius of the seaside villa his mother gave him.
"Don't mention it, if you remove Yan Xianjue, this scene is quite heartwarming."
"??? Is it polite of you to remove the protagonist?"
"Is he the protagonist?"
"Then what else could it be? Could it be the farmhands?"
"Hmm... that's probably another story."
"As we all know, TV dramas featuring farmhands as the main characters are often associated with words like resistance to oppression."
No one cares about how the barrage chats anymore.
The afterglow of the setting sun shines through the window onto the busy crowd.
It seems like a soft light filter has been applied to everyone.
At this moment, the villa was unusually warm.
Jiang Miaomiao and her little boy are fighting a desperate battle with the fish.
Lei Xuan and Yao Weiwan wanted to help but their abilities were limited and they ended up causing trouble everywhere. They were threatened by Ji Xi holding a rolling pin.
Even Yan Xianjue stuffed a bowl of garlic into his hand because Shen Fangli couldn't stand his laziness, and said domineeringly: "Peel the garlic!"
Yan Xianjue said dissatisfiedly: "Please, I am the biggest contributor to the fact that we can have a meal today, okay?"
Having said that, Yan Xianjue still sat up holding the bowl.
In this atmosphere, a suggestion came out naturally: "Do you want to watch the sunrise tomorrow?"
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