The supper husband and wife are giving out sugar again

As a small assistant and personal nanny, Su Meng felt that it was necessary for her to ask the company to raise her salary.

It was just time to take a shower, and the mobile phone that was playing music on the shelf rang three or four times.

During Su Meng's one-month stay with Xiao Wo on the set, how come the phone never rang?

"Hey, Brother Yang." Su Meng wiped her hands on the bath towel and pressed the connect button.

"Is he home by himself?"

"Well, the boss said that I affected his mood and drove me back."

"Got it, I still have something to do. Su Meng, the old rules"

There was no sound on the phone.

Su Meng rolled her eyes.

"Understood, Brother Yang"

Ten million helplessness and why flew past her eyes.

Before Su Meng put her hands back into the bathtub, another call came in, and Su Meng's two feet rubbed against each other.

"Little Star"

"Su Mengmeng, do you miss me?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was sluggish, which made Su Meng smile.

"Brother Xing, if you have something to say, just speak up."

"Hey, you don't even say you miss me. Do you have a boyfriend? Did you call him just now?"

Su Meng curled her lips, if she really had a boyfriend, would she still be enraged by the affection of your dog-boy couple?

"No, brother Xing, he was from the company just now"

The person on the other end of the phone groaned, "Why are you kicking me?!"

When there was no answer, another voice came through the receiver.

"Why is Wo'er injured?" The deep male voice was mixed with Ding Xing's call from the side...

It wasn't over yet, after a while, the company called again and asked her when Xiao Wo could resume work.

Su Meng came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel and went back to the bedroom holding her mobile phone.

Well, after a while, the phone calls from the eldest parents will come as scheduled.

She should pack up quickly and go back to the boss. Su Meng really recognizes such a big-hearted master.

Sure enough, when the little assistant tried ten thousand times the door code of Xiao Wo's house and was about to find someone to break the door, Mr. Xiao who was piled up with a bird's nest opened the door.

Seeing Su Meng's face of wanting to eat people, he scratched her nose.

"Why are you back?"

"Boss!"

Su Meng pushed the person into the room and closed the door, "Is your phone dead again?"

Xiao Wo has a problem with lethargy, currently only his mother and cruel little assistant Su Meng, who is a high school people's teacher, can wake him up.

The rest of the time, relying on his basically zero self-awareness, he slept until he woke up naturally.

"I got up at four o'clock this morning to put on makeup, and I didn't go to bed until twelve o'clock last night, young lady~"

The strong one-armed man opened Su Meng and brought food, two small auspicious wontons.

If Xiao Wo was not sick, Su Meng would really hit someone.

Xiao Wo's mobile phone has not changed to silent mode for 100 years, and it is fate to get in touch with him.

The little assistant sat down resignedly, and ate wontons side by side with Xiao Wo.

"Your shower gel hasn't expired yet?" Xiao Wo asked Su Meng after swallowing a wonton in one gulp.

Su Meng came after taking a shower and changed her clothes. After working for a long time, her chest was already hungry and her back was pressed against her back, and she gorged on food regardless of her image.

"Probably not, it's still the same smell"

"Oh, I mean, don't throw it away after the expiration date, you can use it for me"

Su Meng sniffed Xiao Wo's shoulder, "Boss, you haven't showered for a few days?"

"one week"

Xiao Wo sniffed his body again, um, there is no smell, and it is still the charming No. 24 Ten Thousand Killer.

He was exhausted from filming in the crew, so he didn't have time to take a shower, and he went back to the hotel every day after work and went to bed.

"Sure enough, whether it's a straight man or a curvy man, they're all equally sloppy"

Su Meng sighed.

Xiao Wo didn't speak, got up and went to the kitchen, and brought out the heated small cake.

"Let's eat"

"Wow, you still rob me if you have something to eat"

Su Meng picked up a cupcake.

Xiao Wo took a sip of wonton soup, leaned on the back of the sofa, and turned on the TV while whistling.

Su Meng finally had enough to eat, and stared at the TV while snoring.

“really edible”

"Brother Zhang Yi and Brother Xiao Xing called me, and uncle and aunt are probably coming soon."

Su Meng took the remote control to change channels.

"How many days off will the company give me?"

"One month, Sister Ji said that the rest of your filming in the crew will be moved to October, and there will be a reality show to participate in a month later, which will not affect the recovery of the arm."

The TV freezes on the classic bridge where the domineering president falls in love with me.

The tall male protagonist is hugging the little birdy female protagonist in his arms and nibbling affectionately.

In the end, the two lips that seemed to be stuck together separated with a "boom".

The two of them exchanged affection with each other, and the other had a deep affection and a sore mouth.

"I go home"

Xiao Wo stared at the heroine's lips where a piece of skin was missing, and secretly felt pain.

"Well, that's fine, but you can't hide it. Uncle Xiao is like a teenager with an Internet addiction. There will be someone who can bathe you when you get home, and it will be convenient for you to eat."

Su Meng stared at the hero's face, what a thick foundation must be applied.

The two of them leaned on the sofa and watched the Mary Sue TV series all afternoon, until Xiao Wo called his mother after work.

"Mom, I'm fine"

Xiao Wo held up Su Meng's mobile phone, and the vicious female second on TV was sowing discord between the hero and heroine.

"Well, I'll be home in a minute"

"Taxi"

"I know, hang up"

Su Meng supported Xiao Wo to stand up, and began to clean up the packing boxes and garbage bags on the table.

Carrying the packed garbage and going out with Xiao Wo.

Yang Ye stood on the balcony of his house and watched Xiao Wo and Su Meng walking like two kindergarten children, staggering and shoving.

Until the two disappeared from his field of vision.

He lowered his head and continued to look at the artist schedule sent to him by the company for the next season.

"If they hadn't confiscated their mobile phones, neither your mother nor I would have known about your fracture."

Xiao Weidong put the rice into a bowl and handed it to Xiao Wo and Lin Aixue.

"It's okay. Aren't you and my mother at work? I don't want to hide it from Mr. Lin, are you mother?"

Xiao Wo ate the pork ribs that his mother had just put in the bowl.

Lin Aixue looked at her son's arm with plaster, and said, "Son, what are you going to do with your work? They can't wait for you all the time, can they?"

She teaches Chinese at school and has a good temper. Sometimes the students in the class dare not ask for leave from the head teacher and come to her. When naughty boys get injured while playing basketball, she is worried for other children.

"The crew arranged to shoot again in October, I'll recuperate first." Xiao Wo gave his parents a slice of scrambled eggs.

"Dad, you have to give me a bath tonight"

"Then do you still need a swimming ring?"

"If you agree, I will be your second uncle~"

"Go to hell"

With the applause from the audience, he bowed and stepped off the stage, and Ding Xiaoxing started to ouch when he walked to the entrance of the stage.

Zhang Yi pushed Ding Xiaoxing, who was screaming, onto the stool, supported his calf with his thigh, and rubbed the injured ankle with safflower oil.

In the afternoon, I worked my legs, and Ding Xiaoxing accidentally sprained his ankle.It's pitiful to stand for a long time relying on the lack of people in the background.

"Stop howling, the swelling has subsided a long time ago."

Zhang Yi screwed on the cap of the safflower oil.

"Then you still rub my feet?" Ding Xiaoxing asked him back.

"I'm in a panic, okay?"

"If you act like this, you're called a cheapie, do you understand?"

Zhang Yi pinched Ding Xiaoxing's neck with one hand, "You're really my second uncle, you're dead."

After speaking, he let go, turned his back and changed into a coat.

"Hmph, it's good to know."

Ding Xiaoxing also started to unbutton his shirt.

After packing up the things, Zhang Yi and Zhang Yi left the gate of Guangfu Building, and greeted the uncle at the ticket gate.

They discussed taking a break for the next few days and going to see Master and Mistress.

On the way, Ding Xiaoxing started to be poor again, saying that today some female viewers thought that Zhang Yi always had a drooping face.

He originally wanted to go back to Zhang Yi's dead father, but he was afraid that Zhang Yi would go home and beat him up, so he changed it to the fact that he couldn't laugh because he had too much hyaluronic acid.

Zhang Yi drove the car and ignored him, and the more he talked to him, the more endless it became.

In the rush to work the next day, the teaching directors, Mr. Xiao and Mr. Lin, left breakfast for Xiao Wo and let him sleep until he woke up naturally, and finished lunch and breakfast.

Continue to watch the TV series I watched with Su Meng yesterday. The heroine has been temporarily separated from the hero, and the second heroine is in charge and lives with the hero.

Xiao Wo is ready to give up the drama.

Half a day passed in a daze, and someone contacted him on WeChat.

Xiao Wo worked hard on one-finger Zen typing with one hand, and it took him a long time to remember that he could speak.

A simple white T and jeans, the hair hanging down without careful styling, is a bit more restrained than the usual ostentatious appearance.

Coupled with the boy face, Xiao Wo felt that he could go to the fucking school to take Chinese lessons, so he packed up and took Brother Plaster to take a taxi to go out.

He Hanhai returned to his yard with a small bucket and a fishing rod. The three apprentices were already sitting under the jujube tree and fighting the landlord five times.Ah Hua dozed off under the legs of the table.

Shower's broken arm was his forearm, his forearm and hand were fine, and he could hold cards.

But Ding Xiaoxing said that this was not conducive to recovery, so he stacked Xiao Wo's playing cards one by one and sandwiched them in the seams of Xiao Wo's plaster and protective gear.

Show has three old aces, four twos, and a pair of big and small kings.Ding Xiaoxing saw all of them.

Unfortunately, he is a landlord.

"Hey, master, this March just passed the dragon's head, which river did you catch fish?"

Ding Xiaoxing took the fishing rod and small bucket, and handed the teacup on the small table to He Hanhai.

I looked into the small bucket, and there were three small carps the size of a palm.

Xiao Wo fiddled with it a few times, "I don't care about this, Ahua."

As a cat with ideals and aspirations, Ah Hua walked away proudly after wagging his tail and smelling the smell in the bucket.

"Hmph, who said it was for Ahua to eat? This is for Fu An's brain, Kai Chun'er's little boy, clever"

He Hanhai went into the back room with a small water bucket, came out with a water glass, and sat on the rattan chair beside the jujube tree.

"Third, is your arm serious?"

Xiao Wo leaned over to He Hanhai's side like a dog, and beat his leg with one hand.

"It's not serious, it's not serious, Master, it's not a big deal."

How can it be that when he was young, he practiced with his two senior brothers in physical pain!

"San'er, if it hurts you, just say it, the master is smarter than the doctor"

Zhang Yi shuffled the cards.

Ding Xiaoxing got a bag of crispy rice from nowhere, chewing it non-stop, Zhang Yi poured a cup of tea and pushed it to him, Xiao Wo came over to grab the crispy rice from him again.

The two fought to the death for a bag of crispy rice. Zhang Yi calmly drank the tea in his cup.

"Brats one by one, let the donkey eat what I taught you? Be careful!"

He Hanhai stood up and sat under the jujube tree, wanting to play a game with them.

Ding Xiaoxing and Xiao Wo were enjoying themselves, not listening to Master's words at all.

As a master brother, Zhang Yi quickly snatched the bag of rice dumplings, leaving only a small piece of crumbs, and poured his head back into his mouth.

He was hit three times.

He Hanhai scratched the tickle hanging on the book, and knocked on the back of the three apprentices' heads.

"Why don't you know to leave me a bite?"

"Sto, Sto!"