The little milk dragon is pampered and teased by the crazy boss

The little milk cat was thrown to the assistant to feed when he returned by Mo.

The program group chartered a new fishing boat, and let all the artists follow those fishermen to salvage, load and unload.

The teenager squatted there, holding the fed cat in his arms, teasing the little crab with its teeth and claws.

There is nothing wrong with what the system brother taught.

Yesterday, my brother called his name over and over again in a hoarse voice, his palms were hot, and even the kisses that fell carried a searing heat.

He can only bear it passively.

The female artists are assigned to tie up crabs, while the male artists do manual work on fishing boats, and a basket of heavy crabs weighs dozens of pounds, which is quite laborious.

The strong smell of the sea is mixed with the smell of the sea breeze.

The program group was assigning tasks, and some artists wanted to talk and ink back, but they were all lukewarmly pushed back.

After all, the boss of Aurora Entertainment, the Mojia in Beijing, no one does not want to climb this relationship.

I don't know how this newcomer got into the eyes of President Mo.

Candle Youlin moved a small bench and sat next to baskets of crabs, responsible for tying up the crabs crawling around with twine and claws, not too tightly to prevent strangulation.

Everyone wears rubber gloves, there are too many crabs, if you are not careful, you will be caught by crab tongs, but as soon as all the crabs reach the hands of the teenager, they will become well-behaved and honest, and they will retract the crab tongs back.

I was afraid that I would accidentally hurt the teenager.

The little milk cat licked its paws in his arms, and its furry tail wagged one by one.

One-man cat is exceptionally harmonious.

After a morning at sea, the male artists missed several times, and finally caught a sufficient amount of crabs, selected the large crabs one by one, and began to tease the crabs on the way back to Hong Kong.

When Mo returned, he wiped the smell of the sea on his hands from fishing with a wet paper towel, and his eyes fell on the little guy's fingertips, which were a little red because of the shell of the crab, and strode over.

"Today is enough fishing, the travel money is sufficient, you don't need to continue to tie the crab."

Mo returned to the cage and pinched the teenager's somewhat reddened fingertips, feeling a little distressed.

"They're all obedient and won't clip me."

The young man's voice was soft, he wanted to tie a few more, so that he could raise Brother Shi, otherwise Brother Shi would only be hungry with him.

"Woooo This bright public-funded love sprinkles sugar!

"My cub is so well-behaved and cute, one person and one cat are really too cute, come to my sister's arms, my sister will raise you."

"I announce, the cub is mine, everyone draw the knife, forty meters long knife, I allow you to run 39 meters."

The red marks on the palm of the ink returned were more obvious, which were ground out of the rough rope, and the young man noticed it with sharp eyes, and held his hand in distress.

The corners of Mo's lips were slightly hooked, holding Mai at the neckline with one hand, preventing the voice from entering the live broadcast room, and leaning slightly close to the teenager's ear.

"It's better to compensate me with yourself."

"After all, you said you wanted to support me, but you still wanted me to work so tired."

Mo returned too close, warm breath fell in his ears, and the boy felt the familiar gaze again, as if he wanted to swallow him into his stomach, subconsciously wanting to shrink.

"But I can't stuff it."

"Brother Shi said, don't leak out."

"Leak out, Brother Shi will punish Linlin." The young man's voice was a little aggrieved, but also extremely serious.

The sound is clear from the microphone to the live broadcast room.