Ling Sheng chuckled, her smug expression looking adorable. “This is not sorghum, but a sweet stick. It’s also called sweet sorghum. Isn’t it sweeter than a sugar cane?”
Jun Shiyan nodded, his eyes full of indulgence. “Very sweet.”
Ling Sheng sat aside and ate a sweet potato. He only ate half of the sweet stick before passing it to her. “You can have it!”
Ling Sheng knew that he did not like sweet food, so she did not object. She took it and continued eating, passing the remaining half of the sweet potato to him. “It was roasted in the oven. It’s a fresh sweet potato.”
Jun Shiyan ate half of the sweet potato. The white sweet potato that she had dug out of the ground was not very sweet, but it was fragrant and soft.
The young girl beside him looked satisfied no matter what she ate. She ate very sweetly, making people want to try to see how delicious the food she ate was.
Jun Shiyan liked to look at her. As long as he looked at her, his heart would be full while he peeled the sweet stick for her.
The sweet stick’s skin was different from a sugar cane’s. It was easier to peel, and there was no need to chew it. One could tear it directly with one’s hand, but one could accidentally cut one’s hand while tearing it.
Ling Sheng was like a little fox. From time to time, she would turn around to look at the man beside her. She saw a cut on his finger before blood flowed out. She exclaimed, “Third Master!”
Jun Shiyan’s hand, which he had wanted to hide, was grabbed by her. Upon seeing the worried look on the young lady’s face, he hurriedly said, “It’s nothing. It’s just a small injury. I’ll just clean it with water.”
“Don’t move!” Ling Sheng panicked and growled at him. She called for An Yan to bring the first-aid kit over and disinfected it thoroughly with alcohol. Then, she asked, “Do you have a band-aid?”
Upon seeing the young girl’s furrowed brows, Jun Shiyan’s heart warmed and he shook his head. “No.”
An Yan felt that his master had gone crazy. After Ling Sheng left, he sat on the sofa without moving. She had not allowed him to clean up the dried sweet potato seeds before placing them on the coffee table.
He would not move anymore. He either looked at the trash or at the band-aid on his finger while chortling.
The crux was the band-aid on his hand. It was pink, and there was a Hello Kitty picture printed on it. He had gone insane!
It was really scary. The IQ of a man who was having a crush was zero. That was right. Even a man like the Third Master could not escape the law of love!
Team Blue had just finished dinner when Su Yi came over to find them and have fun. She quietly pulled Ling Sheng aside. “Sheng Sheng, does your company have a planning manager named Qiao Haolun?”
Ling Sheng said, “Manager Qiao! Yes, do you know him?”
Su Yi shook her head hurriedly. “No, someone called me in the afternoon. It was your company. They wanted to sign a contract with me. I thought the man was lying, so I hung up and blocked him. He even added me on WeChat, but I rejected the request.”
How could Huo Ci’s Studio sign a contract with an evil artist like her who had no potential value?
“Let me see his WeChat ID.” After confirming it, Ling Sheng looked at Su Yi. “He’s not a liar. He’s really Manager Qiao and he’s working for our company.”
Su Yi’s eyes widened in disbelief as she bit her lips in annoyance. She wanted to die. When she was done shouting, she tugged at Ling Sheng nervously to ask her what to do. Not only had she rejected him, but she had even blocked him. Would she lose this opportunity?
Ling Sheng chuckled, her smug expression looking adorable. “This is not sorghum, but a sweet stick. It’s also called sweet sorghum. Isn’t it sweeter than a sugar cane?”
Jun Shiyan nodded, his eyes full of indulgence. “Very sweet.”
Ling Sheng sat aside and ate a sweet potato. He only ate half of the sweet stick before passing it to her. “You can have it!”
Ling Sheng knew that he did not like sweet food, so she did not object. She took it and continued eating, passing the remaining half of the sweet potato to him. “It was roasted in the oven. It’s a fresh sweet potato.”
Jun Shiyan ate half of the sweet potato. The white sweet potato that she had dug out of the ground was not very sweet, but it was fragrant and soft.
The young girl beside him looked satisfied no matter what she ate. She ate very sweetly, making people want to try to see how delicious the food she ate was.
Jun Shiyan liked to look at her. As long as he looked at her, his heart would be full while he peeled the sweet stick for her.
The sweet stick’s skin was different from a sugar cane’s. It was easier to peel, and there was no need to chew it. One could tear it directly with one’s hand, but one could accidentally cut one’s hand while tearing it.
Ling Sheng was like a little fox. From time to time, she would turn around to look at the man beside her. She saw a cut on his finger before blood flowed out. She exclaimed, “Third Master!”
Jun Shiyan’s hand, which he had wanted to hide, was grabbed by her. Upon seeing the worried look on the young lady’s face, he hurriedly said, “It’s nothing. It’s just a small injury. I’ll just clean it with water.”
“Don’t move!” Ling Sheng panicked and growled at him. She called for An Yan to bring the first-aid kit over and disinfected it thoroughly with alcohol. Then, she asked, “Do you have a band-aid?”
Upon seeing the young girl’s furrowed brows, Jun Shiyan’s heart warmed and he shook his head. “No.”
An Yan felt that his master had gone crazy. After Ling Sheng left, he sat on the sofa without moving. She had not allowed him to clean up the dried sweet potato seeds before placing them on the coffee table.
He would not move anymore. He either looked at the trash or at the band-aid on his finger while chortling.
The crux was the band-aid on his hand. It was pink, and there was a Hello Kitty picture printed on it. He had gone insane!
It was really scary. The IQ of a man who was having a crush was zero. That was right. Even a man like the Third Master could not escape the law of love!
Team Blue had just finished dinner when Su Yi came over to find them and have fun. She quietly pulled Ling Sheng aside. “Sheng Sheng, does your company have a planning manager named Qiao Haolun?”
Ling Sheng said, “Manager Qiao! Yes, do you know him?”
Su Yi shook her head hurriedly. “No, someone called me in the afternoon. It was your company. They wanted to sign a contract with me. I thought the man was lying, so I hung up and blocked him. He even added me on WeChat, but I rejected the request.”
How could Huo Ci’s Studio sign a contract with an evil artist like her who had no potential value?
“Let me see his WeChat ID.” After confirming it, Ling Sheng looked at Su Yi. “He’s not a liar. He’s really Manager Qiao and he’s working for our company.”
Su Yi’s eyes widened in disbelief as she bit her lips in annoyance. She wanted to die. When she was done shouting, she tugged at Ling Sheng nervously to ask her what to do. Not only had she rejected him, but she had even blocked him. Would she lose this opportunity?
