After the Internet was hacked, she did not talk about martial arts on variety shows

After applying face cream, Li Cuimei applied lip balm herself.

Yang Shen returned to the dining table, took two meat buns and a cup of soy milk and left the camera.

"You stay here obediently," he put the meat buns and soy milk on the stool, "I will accompany you after I finish eating."

She opened the bag, put the lip balm in it, looked up, her face was moist and flushed with cream: "Then go eat it."

Yang Shen reached out and rubbed her head, then lightly touched the wound at the end of her eyebrow with his thumb, turned and left.

The action is very pampering, not something that brothers and sisters in a normal relationship would do, not to mention that the two of them are not biological brothers and sisters at all, this is what Xiaonong asked Chen Yufei just now.She withdrew her gaze and lowered her head to eat the meat bun, which tasted like chewing wax.

Yang Shen returned to his seat and started to eat breakfast. He ate very quickly, and when the girl next to him spoke to him, he would always reply with a simple sentence.

In less than 10 minutes, he finished eating, got up, took a step, turned back, bowed his head and said to the small farmer, "Thank you for the buns." He gave the two buns to Li Cuimei.

The small farmer was stunned, there was a warm breath in his ear, and his heart was beating wildly.

When she turned around, she saw the man smiling at the other girls.

"Are you full?" Yang Shen pulled out two tissues and handed them to her, "Would you like some juice?" Their program was dedicated to juice and jam, and the boss said that after the program was recorded, one person could take a box back.

Li Cuimei was always a foodie: "Okay," she took a deep sip, sucked up the rest of the soy milk, and handed the empty bottle to him naturally.

"I'll get it, don't run around." He threw the trash by the way.

In the morning, the only person in charge of the farm is the small farmer, and she is in charge of the juice or jam in the warehouse.Yang Shen found her in the kitchen and asked her for a box of juice.

The show is not over yet, but it can be given, but the small farmer asked: "Do you want to give it away?"

Yang Shen felt that this was his personal matter, but he still replied, "Yes, I'll get a few bottles for my sister." There were too many boxes in one box, and she definitely couldn't carry it.

Xiaonong was silent for a while, then raised his eyes and looked at him: "Can I ask you a question?" In fact, she had no position to ask, but she couldn't help it.

Yang Shen disagreed: "Excuse me."

There was no third person in the kitchen, so she mustered up the courage to ask, "You, do you have someone you like?" She couldn't take her eyes off his face, afraid of missing a trace of emotion.

This question confused Yang Shen, he thought for a while, and replied, "Excuse me, can I not answer?"

Xiaonong's face and ears were red because of nervousness, and he stammered: "Yes, is that your sister?"

This question made Yang Shen even more confused, and he was a little shocked and angry. He felt that she had asked too much, so he replied with a firmer tone: "Sorry, I don't use the juice, I hope you don't talk nonsense, she is still young."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Looking at his leaving back, Xiaonong's eyes were red, this feeling is very strange, she has never had any boyfriends before, and they have only been together for a short two days.

Seeing him come out empty-handed, Li Cuimei asked, "Where's the juice?"

He said, "It's too heavy. I'll send it to school at night."

"Oh."

There is still an hour and a half before the official start of the broadcast. It will be cloudy, and there will be a smell of mud wrapped in the breeze, permeating the air.

Li Cuimei hadn't smelled such a primitive smell for a long time. She had been away from home for a long time, and she missed it a little.

Yang Shen proposed to take her to visit the farm and farmland.

The road in the farmland was a bit bumpy, Li Cuimei grabbed Yang Shen's clothes and walked slowly: "Brother, I have some good news for you."

Vegetables that can be eaten all year round are planted in the fields. These can be picked and cost three yuan per catty.Yang Shen carried a basket and picked it as he walked, preparing to make a nutritious meal for her at noon: "What good news?"

She secretly smiled: "My roommate likes you and wants to chase you."

Yang Shen didn't respond, bent down and picked a vegetable and put it in the basket, then continued walking.

The little hand behind tugged at the corner of his clothes, "Brother, did you hear me?" She deliberately moved forward, but her foot slipped after taking a step.

"what--"

The moment her body lost her balance, one hand grabbed her and pulled her back forcefully, and she plunged firmly into his arms.

Behind the two of them was the citrus grove. No one saw this scene, otherwise it would definitely make headlines! !

Out of instinct, Li Cuimei tightly wrapped her hands around his neck.

The road under his feet was very narrow, Yang Shen regained his composure, carried her forward a few steps, and only let her down when he got to a wider place.

"Scared me to death," her heart was beating so fast.

Yang Shen seemed to have seen something, turned around suddenly to avoid it, and unnaturally reminded: "The collar is broken." The jacket he was wearing had a zipper, which broke the collar of her sweater, and inside was a small white vest.

A 17-year-old girl has already developed her body.

Li Cuimei lowered her head, and suddenly a piece of clothing was handed under her nose: "Put it on."

It's his coat.

She took it over, put it on obediently, and zipped it up.

Yang Shen bent down and picked up the vegetable basket on the ground, and looked back at her: "It's almost there, the show is about to start, let's go back."

He held out his other hand to her.

"Oh." She stared blankly at the hand, and after a few seconds, she reached out and grabbed it.

It's normal for brothers and sisters to hold hands. In her country, everyone will help each other. It's nothing to hold hands. She also held the hand of a neighbor's younger brother.

It's just that hand, not as big or as warm as this one.

Yang Shen held her hand very tightly, fearing that she would fall, so he walked back slower than when he came over.

When they reached the safe exit, the two let go of their hands at the same time.

He turned around and looked at her: "I'm going to record a show, you should be careful, don't break into the camera, don't run around, you can watch it, but you can't make a sound, you know?"

"You know," she said, patting her chest proudly, "I was an agent."

Yang Shen smiled: "Then you can figure it out, Manager Li."

At the beginning of the show, a kind of idlers waited to exit the camera, and Xiao Jizong blew his whistle.

Li Cuimei moved a stool and sat outside the camera, with a mobile phone in her hand, replying a message to her roommate: [My brother is recording a show. 】

Song Tian: [Take a photo for me to see, please, please, I will help you clean up the dormitory next week. 】

Li Cuimei looked left and right, but she didn't see Xiao Jizong, so she raised her phone, turned on the camera function, zoomed in, and took a picture of Yang Shen's profile.

Song Tian: [It's killing me, this is so handsome, I really want to see it with my own eyes, can I go to the scene? 】

【Can't. 】

Li Cuimei had just finished refusing, when a person walked by her side, she looked up, the other person lowered his head, the two looked at each other, the other person spoke first: "Are you Yang Shen's younger sister?"

"That's right," Li Cuimei asked, "Who are you?"

After the small farmer looked at her, a faint smile appeared on his face: "I am the daughter of the owner of the farm."

After saying hello, it should be over, but she suddenly said: "Yang Shen seems to like you very much, do you know?"

Li Cuimei still hasn't looked back: "I know, he is my brother, of course he likes me."

The other party answered with a half-smile: "I don't mean this kind of liking."

Li Cuimei: "..."