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Chapter Ten Ye Zhenzhen, don't you know how to cook?

Song Yuchen went into the bathroom to take a bath by himself.

In fact, it was not that Ye Zhenzhen was unwilling to give the child a bath, but that before she asked Song Yuchen how to take a bath, the little one took clothes and towels and entered the bathroom by himself.

And this undoubtedly gave the anti-fans in the live broadcast room a topic to criticize her;

[You are still a mother, and you don’t even give your child a bath.]

[Poor Xiao Yuchen, you just called Ye Jianjian’s mother, ah tui! What kind of mother are you doing? 】

【What mother? Vicious stepmother, hahaha!】

The scolding in the live broadcast room continued until Ye Zhenzhen came out of the bathroom after taking a shower.

The conversation in the live broadcast room suddenly changed;

【This is so pretty!】

【Ye Zhenzhen is so beautiful!】

In the camera, Ye Zhenzhen is wearing a set of light pink cotton pajamas, wiping her waist-length curly hair with a towel. She has black hair and red lips, pure make-up, skin like cream, and a pair of languid peach blossom eyes.

There's a certain spontaneity to it.

[Really beautiful! To be honest, there are not many people in the entertainment industry who are more beautiful than her]

【At this moment, I just want to be her makeup fan!】

[Ye Zhenzhen looks really soft and tender. This scene doesn’t look like a mother and son, but like a brother and sister!]

When Ye Zhenzhen was wiping her hair, Song Yuchen was holding a bottle of water and wanted to open it to drink, but after trying for a long time, he still couldn't open it.

When she saw this, she put down the towel in her hand and went over to twist it open for him. She smiled and said, "Xiaochen, if you drink so much water, will you wet the bed at night?"

Song Yuchen frowned and didn't want to pay attention to her. He took the water bottle that Ye Zhenzhen unscrewed and took a sip, "Thank you!"

"You're welcome."

After Ye Zhenzhen dried her hair, she sat on the bed. There was only one bed in the room here, so she had to sleep with this little breasted dumpling at night.

Song Yuchen seemed to be aware of this problem. He asked, "Should we sleep here at night?"

Sleep on the same bed.

"Yes, I will accompany you." Ye Zhenzhen's eyebrows were curved and she smiled softly.

Song Yuchen had a dull expression on his face, "Oh..."

This is the first time in his memory that he sleeps with an adult. When he was a child, he always slept in a cradle with a servant watching next to him. When he got older, Ma Li would put him to sleep in the room before leaving.

Occasionally when his father was at home, he would argue and want to sleep with him, but his father said that a man should sleep alone.

But now that Ye Zhenzhen said she would accompany him, he was stunned for a moment.

Ye Zhenzhen touched Xiaochen's head and asked casually, "Xiaochen, why did you call 'Mom' just now?"

[Damn it, what’s going on with Ye Zhenzhen? You’re asking so directly? 】

[She doesn’t treat us as outsiders at all. Doesn’t she know there are cameras? 】

【I think it’s nothing, it’s very real!】

[I’m also curious about why Xiao Yuchen suddenly called Ye Jianjian’s mother?]

The netizens in the live broadcast room understood the meaning of this sentence, and Xiao Chen also understood it.

He blinked his grape-like black eyes and looked at Ye Zhenzhen, and said in a cool voice, "You are my mother!"

In fact, what Song Yuchen was thinking was that he called Ye Zhenzhen because he felt that others were watching Ye Zhenzhen's joke.

Ye Zhenzhen suddenly smiled and teased him: "Well, I am Xiaochen's mother, so Xiaochen will call her 'mom' from now on, okay?"

Song Yuchen raised his head and stared at Ye Zhenzhen for a few seconds, "Well...it depends on your performance!"

Ye Zhenzhen deliberately frowned, her tone slightly disappointed, "Ah, there is still an assessment!"

【Hahahaha! I was laughing so hard!】

【Xiaochen is so cool and cute!】

"Of course!" Song Yuchen moved her short legs into the bed, her voice a little hoarse, "I'm going to bed, you go to bed early, we have to get ingredients tomorrow."

This tone is like a villain possessed by a domineering master.

As soon as Xiaochen lay down, he got up again and asked, "Ye Zhenzhen, don't you know how to cook?"

Why are you calling her name again?

"Yes, who said I can't?"

Song Yuchen's fair and tender face showed a bit of doubt, "Then you used to fry the kitchen on the set for filming effect?"

Ye Zhenzhen:……

Oh, the original owner doesn’t know how to cook!

"I can cook, you can sleep peacefully." She was too lazy to explain, since the original owner was not her anyway.

After receiving the answer, Song Yuchen nodded, "That's good. You should go to bed early. You can't sleep in late tomorrow morning."

Ye Zhenzhen: "I...Okay, as long as you don't sleep in, I definitely won't sleep in."

The little guy was already lying on the bed and closing his eyes.

At this moment, Ye Zhenzhen felt that the plot seemed to have deviated from the original book. In her impression, the plot of the original book was not all about the original owner forcing Song Yuchen and then telling him to get up early in the morning. How come it was all reversed in her case?

It doesn't matter anymore, she has to learn from the original owner's lesson. She must not force this little guy, just let him do as he pleases.

This little guy is very smart. Ye Zhenzhen also guessed that Xiaochen noticed everyone's expressions were wrong during the meal, so he called her 'Mom' to make her less embarrassed. On the first day they got along, she really liked this little guy.

[Hahahaha, it made me laugh so hard, Xiaochen is so cool and cute]

[The interaction is so friendly, even though I watched it for a whole day, I still don’t see how Ye Zhenzhen looks like a vicious stepmother]

[If you don’t give the child a bath, and you don’t care about the child, you only care about yourself. Isn’t this evil? 】

[That person upstairs, you don’t have children, right? For mothers with children, having a son like this shouldn’t be too happy, okay?]

[1 above said how envious Ye Jianjian is]

[Envy her? She married a bad old man. Do you envy her? 】

The audience in the live broadcast room also retreated after seeing Ye Zhenzhen covering the camera with a towel.

Some went to watch the interactions of other guests, and some who were still not satisfied went to Weibo to create topics. New hot searches about Ye Zhenzhen also quickly appeared on the list.

There are four other groups of families in the yard. Fang Xiaoyu and Lin Qianqian have been staying with the crew all year round, and they are not used to it. The mother and daughter have already gone to bed.

Yang Yike was the youngest, and she was a bit uncomfortable with the bed. Although she lived in the most beautiful room, she started crying when she went to bed. She muttered in a low voice that she wanted to go home and find her father.

Xu Wanjia is holding little Yiyi patiently coaxing her to sleep, and netizens are also immersed in coaxing her baby to sleep.

【Sleep, sleep, my dear baby!】

[Xiao Yiyi is so good, she stopped crying so quickly and fell asleep now]

After Wu Yuerou took An Ruilin to take a bath, she sat on the bed for a few minutes. When she heard Yang Yike crying next door, she stood up suddenly and felt that Xu Wanjia and her daughter did it on purpose to stay in such a nice room and still cry.

It's non-stop.

The more Wu Yuerou thought about it, the angrier she became, so she pulled An Ruilin and walked outside.

[No, it’s already 9 o’clock. Why are you still going out for a walk? 】

[I’m out. I’m going to see Han Jiangxue.]

The cameraman who was guarding the yard saw someone coming out of the room and quickly followed him. Wu Yuerou raised her hand to signal him not to turn on the camera.

When the station leader's wife spoke, the cameraman naturally didn't dare not listen. Everyone had already rested, so it didn't matter whether they took pictures or not.


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