Transmigration: Raising the Child of the Male Lead Boss

Remember for a second

Come again, is it a long time to shoot today? "

But soon the person who spoke was accused by the people behind.

"No, Dayaoyao is going to give birth to two cubs, so she can't be too tired, finish the filming soon, and let her finish work and go home early."

When the excited fans heard it before, they immediately sighed, "Oh, that's fine, let my husband finish the filming quietly, and go back to press Mr. Shen."

Field Service:"……"

Qiu Dajian: "..."

And Yu Yaoyao didn't know anything about these fans' abacus.

As soon as the floor attendant hit the board, she turned over again with the steaming chicken wings in her hands.

He shouted at the road.

"Take a walk and have a look!"

"Authentic bào roasted wings, its tender white and juicy elastic skin, roasted to golden brown like the tips of wings reborn from ashes, has been imitated for hundreds of years, but has never been surpassed."

"This smell should only be found in the sky. How many times can I smell it in the world... Xiongtai, do you want to come to a string of heavenly smells?"

As soon as this ghostly line came out, the fans at the scene all covered their mouths and were about to burst out laughing.

And Qiu Dajian, who was walking along the guide rail of the machine, entered the mirror and gave her a contemptuous look according to the script.

He casually called the city management, ready to report her unlicensed stall.

But in the next second, he was pressed by Yu Yaoyao's hand on the tricycle next to him, and his throat was locked by two chicken wings that were still dripping oil!

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When Qiu Dajian was pushed down, he was even stunned!

He is really dumbfounded!

According to the script, it was a wall thump, and she would press him again against the wall, not the seat on the tricycle.

Moreover, this chicken wing lock throat... What the hell is it?

He raised his face in disbelief and wanted to look at the director Zhu Junfei behind the camera and let him do justice.

But... as soon as he moved, those two sharp, even hot wing tips stabbed directly into his throat!

He hissed and frowned, "It's so hot."

He immediately tilted his neck back.

However, a lowly chuckle came from above him.

"Of course it's hot. I used super environmentally friendly gas and carefully crafted iron plates, and personally polished everything to ensure zero defects."

"And for each chicken wing, I coated them with tight and seamless oil, after repeated massage of my ten fingers, and then by my 365-degree continuous tumbling heating and roasting, every part of its skin was Crispy, dripping with oil, and extremely hot."

"Bake and cook now, the old man is not deceived."

Qiu Dajian: "..."

What's the matter, she's still reading lines?

"Wait, I haven't called to report...?"

According to the script, her series of follow-up actions would only be carried out after he called the city management.

Qiu Dajian said with a headache.

But halfway through, the chicken wings against his throat pushed forward again.

"Shut up! Let me come over after you finish the report call?"

"Dude, do you think I'm an idiot?"

Qiu Dajian's face twitched suddenly.

That being said, the script does have loopholes.

But isn't this to elicit the following plot?

Let her have a crisis in urban management, so that she sold him the chicken wings on the stall as soon as possible.

Although he despised his eyes for being unsanitary, he took a bite and it was... really fragrant!

Qiu Dajian found that director Zhu Junfei didn't call the card, so he couldn't be tangled.

Then how did he continue this line?

"Unlicensed business, you still have reason... Hmm!?"

Qiu Dajian moved a line to come up, but halfway through, the chicken wings that were touching his throat were shoved into his mouth.

"Bào fragrant chicken wings, eight yuan for one, twenty for a pair."

Yu Yaoyao flicked the chef's clothes handsomely, then turned around and brought a money jar to him, bent down and approached his handsome face, showing a clean but ruffian smile.

Qiu Dajian stared sharply.

In the moment just now, Yu Yaoyao reached out and pressed his chest.

As soon as she turned around, the corner of the pure white clothes flew a neat wave in the air, and the flawless beauty was instantly lowered. As written in the script, the delicate facial features were only 0.01 centimeters away from him, so close that he could smell them. The faint cumin scent to her...

Qiu Dajian couldn't help swallowing, and his handsome eyes flashed.

Yu Yaoyao's appearance, even among a group of extremely high-level female artists, is extremely capable.

It looks exquisite from a distance, but still flawless up close.

For a moment just now, Qiu Dajian's breathing stopped a bit!

His ears are hot all of a sudden!

This is his body's natural response!

While he was sluggish, she reached out and pushed his chin.

"eat

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