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Chapter 63

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    In the end, most of the delicacies went into Yang San's stomach, which made her want to give herself a "planned" gesture.

    After eating most of it, she looked at Xu Chunshen with a faint smile on her face, and suddenly felt a little guilty: Xu Chunshen didn't seem to eat much, and only cared about roasting for her.  Even if you want to squeeze the coolies, you still have to give some sweetness, but she wants to take the road of sustainable development!

    She picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks, put it on the iron rack, and sprinkled a lot of seasonings.  When it was half-cooked, put the meat in green vegetable leaves, wrapped it up, and handed it to Xu Chunshen's mouth.

    Perhaps it was because Xu Chunshen fed him too much, so Yang San didn't feel that this action was very intimate, and he did it openly and naturally.

    Xu Chun was taken aback for a moment, lowered his head slightly, and took a bite.

    After he finished eating, he said: "Don't feed others casually in the future."

    Yang San continued to barbecue, and said casually: "Others don't have this kind of treatment." Can other people be like Xu Chunshen who can farm and cook like Xu Chunshen?  No.

    The corners of Xu Chunshen's lips twitched slightly.

    After eating, it was almost twelve o'clock in the evening.  It's not that Yang San eats slowly, but that it takes time to roast meat.

    When the second hand reached twelve o'clock unhurriedly, the sound of firecrackers came from far outside.  Although it is said that setting off fireworks and firecrackers is now prohibited in the city, there will still be some people secretly setting off fireworks for the so-called taste of the New Year.

    Xu Chunshen turned on the TV, and various New Year's parties were displayed on the big screen.  Yang San looked at it for a while, then felt boring.  She turned her head and asked Xu Chunshen, "You rejected the New Year's party again this year?"

    Gods like Xu Chunshen have always been invited by major TV stations.  But Yang San hasn't surfed the Internet for nothing in the past six months, knowing that Xu Chunshen didn't attend these evening parties at all.

    Xu Chunshen hummed, "It's not interesting."

    Although these evening shows are an excellent stage to gain popularity, he prefers to rest at home when he has this time. After all, he doesn't need to consolidate his so-called popularity. Awards are his confidence.

    Yang San's eyes fell on the screen, and a popular niche was singing affectionately.

    "If it was you, what kind of show would you perform? Singing, dancing, or sketches? Or magic?" She suddenly became curious.

    Xu Chunshen said, "Flute."

    Yang San became interested, "I want to hear it!"

    Xu Chunshen went to the room and took out a flute that he was used to, and played it.  The music is melodious and beautiful, like the breeze under the moonlight, gently blowing people's heartstrings.

    The melody of this flute is very familiar, as if I heard it in a dream.  Obviously the sound of the flute was very nice, but Yang San couldn't help but feel drowsy when she heard it, and her eyelids felt heavy. This was a very rare thing for her.  After all, as a monster, she is fine even if she does not sleep for a hundred years.

    After the song was over, Yang San applauded and asked him, "What's the name of this song?"

    Xu Chunshen shook his head, "It's just playing casually."

    But when he was blowing, his fingers seemed to have their own consciousness, and he played this song unconsciously, as if he had played it countless times before.

    Yang San took out a green flute and said: "Such a beautiful song, I can be humiliated with this flute. This is for you, as a New Year's gift."

    Xu Chunshen took the flute. The flute seemed to be carved out of jade, but with his eyes used to seeing all kinds of jade, he didn't realize which kind it belonged to.  The whole flute is natural, without any trace of carving, and it is warm and moist, with a slight warmth.

    He started to play, the beauty of which is hard to describe in words, the already melodious melody is even more like the sound of nature under the blessing of this flute.

    This sound of nature is more lethal to Yang San than the one just now, and she feels more sleepy.

    So she fell asleep directly this time, with her head tilted directly on Xu Chunshen's body.

    Xu Chunshen's body stiffened for a moment. Hearing her even breathing, he subconsciously lightened his movements, and carefully placed her on the sofa¡ªhis sofa was so big that even people lying on it would not feel crowded.

    Although the heating was turned on in the room, he still took out a wool blanket and covered Yang San.  Then he took the script and flipped through it.  Xu Chunshen's workload is not too big, it's less but better.  Under normal circumstances, there is only one film a year.

    What he is watching now is a script that was successfully interviewed before, a blockbuster joint venture with a foreign country.

    I don't know how long it took, the phone rang suddenly, Xu Chunshen pressed it quickly, and the phone changed to silent mode, the whole set of actions did not exceed one second.  Then he stood up, walked back to the room, and?Zhen Yuanzi set up a lot of protective barriers, and it was impossible to take the fruit away without disturbing him.

    However, the fruit disappeared without a sound, as if it had grown wings and flew away.

    Zhen Yuanzi pinched his fingers and counted, and his face became a little dignified unconsciously: with the strength of his ancestor of the earth immortal, he couldn't figure out the whereabouts of the fruit.

    He unconsciously looked at the sky, feeling a little more sad: Is he stopping him?  Is it really impossible to go against the sky?

    Zhen Yuanzi had a bad premonition in his heart.  He went in to see if he could find any clues.  In the end, he only found an ipad on the nearby land, which was brought by Liu Jue from the world.

    According to him, we must do a good job in prenatal education in order to grow talents.  So he asked Liu Jue to download a lot of so-called music, and usually played some of it.  The seeds did grow faster and better after the music was played.

    He bent down to pick up the ipad, vaguely feeling that the matter had something to do with this ipad.  After turning it on, there was an additional cartoon on the screen compared to the previous music: little tadpoles looking for their mother.

    Zhen Yuanzi suddenly had a bad feeling.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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