"True or false, don't frame me, little ancestor." After a while, Chen Yun suddenly asked Xia Wanyuan with a trembling voice.

"What's wrong? I wrote the words and songs, but that word was thought of during the live broadcast. The time was a little tight, and some places didn't connect well. What's wrong, is there a problem with the live broadcast?"

Xia Wanyuan has been familiar with poetry and books since he was a child. To write poetry, you need to pay attention to flat, flat rhyme and clever ideas. However, modern lyrics obviously do not have so many restrictions. Xia Wanyuan basically exports a song without even thinking about it.

She felt that this was a very natural thing, after all, in the Xia Dynasty, she was surrounded by either contemporary great Confucians or famous poets and painters.

Under their influence for a long time, Xia Wanyuan never felt that his abilities were any great, but to Chen Yun, it was like a fantasy.

Xia Wanyuan beat an egg, and when she heard Chen Yun's tone was wrong, she stood up straight and put down the work at hand.

"No, you are really a little ancestor. I have something to look for. Where do you live now? I'll come to find you." Although Xia Wanyuan in the past was really unreliable, the current Xia Wanyuan's every move makes people inexplicably believe it.

"It's still the manor, a friend's house."

After hanging up the phone, Xia Wanyuan played with the dessert in her hand again.

The dough has been awakened. Xia Wanyuan made some red bean paste, wrapped it in the dough, and then began to shape the small round dough in his hand into the shape of a pig according to the video.

"Master."

Jun Shiling got off work early today, but he didn't see Xia Wanyuan when he got home. Uncle Wang told him that Xia Wanyuan was making dessert for Xiaobao in the kitchen.

When the servants saw Jun Shiling, they hurriedly said hello tremblingly, Jun Shiling waved his hand, and everyone quickly exited the kitchen.

"Get off work so early?"

Xia Wanyuan raised her head and glanced at Jun Shiling, then buried her head in the dessert in her hand.

"I have nothing to do today, I'll be back first."

"Yeah." Xia Wanyuan replied without raising her head.

She didn't realize that the way she and Jun Shiling got along now had a bit of an old-fashioned connotation.

And after the chat last night, the two seemed to be less polite and more natural.

"What are you doing?" Jun Shiling walked over to Xia Wanyuan.

"Little bunny, look, is it cute?" Xia Wanyuan had already pinched a pink bunny. Xia Wanyuan's hand was very skillful, and she did it to the video again. .

Glancing at the pink rabbit in Xia Wanyuan's hand, and at the person with eyes like the moon next to the pink rabbit, Jun Shiling felt that people might be cuter.

In order to make things easier, Xia Wanyuan tied her hair into a simple ponytail, but because it was tied low, the hair in front of him was hanging down a lot at the moment, covering it in front of her eyes, which greatly affected her vision.

Xia Wanyuan's hands were covered with flour after kneading the dough, and it was difficult to reach out and tie her hair again, so she could only rub it up with her forearm.

But it didn't work, Xia Wanyuan gave up and let him go.

"I'll help you."

When Jun Shiling finished speaking, he gently pulled Xia Wanyuan's drooping hair behind his ear.

Jun Shiling was tall and tall. At this moment, it was as if Xia Wanyuan was half-circled in his arms. Xia Wanyuan raised his head and looked at Shang Jun Shiling's profound gaze.

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