"There is a boy who we 'singers' all like him and love him."

"Well, add one plus one, I also like the godfather, so I chose to sing. I personally think the godfather who sings is the most attractive."

"You all choose to sing or cooking? I choose to dance. I am the only one who loves the godfather's dancing. I always feel that the godfather's eyes are very doting when he dances. I really like this feeling of the godfather being a domineering president."

"I personally think it's OK, but I still think it's the best cooking skills, because the godfather will work very hard to sing and dance. Apart from cooking, there is no need to be too hard to cook, and it's also great to eat."

"Yes, yes, support the Godfather to cook, so that the Godfather can eat, we can watch... we can learn how to cook, la la la la la... I felt excited when I saw the Godfather wanting to broadcast live, and I can't believe it until now."

"I... still think the Godfather is good to sing... I don't have to move... and we can have another feast of sounds, how great..."

"No, the godfather will have a sore throat when singing. I feel very sorry for such a godfather. When the godfather holds a concert, his voice will become hoarse after every concert, which is particularly heartbreaking."

"I feel sorry for the godfather, the godfather's voice... It's time to take good care of it... Don't let the godfather sing~'singers', don't let the godfather sing this time the godfather's live broadcast will not let the godfather sing. It's so heartbreaking."

"Okay... the army of 'singers' comes to report it~ Don't choose to sing. If the final result is singing, the godfather's voice will not be able to stand it."

"If you don't choose to sing when you die, that's a little contribution we make to the Godfather's love."

"I'm so looking forward to it. I'm choosing the cooking skills. The Godfather specially set up a voting place for us. Is it just for us to choose and live broadcast? Why is the Godfather so good?"

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Shang Lige kept brushing VB, and as he brushed, he fell asleep on the sofa.

After Shen Yingyue returned home, she saw Shang Lige sleeping on the sofa. He didn't hear him when he came back, and he was immediately scared.

What if something happened like yesterday happened during the time when the master was sleeping? Yesterday, the master's hand was injured due to some things, and he didn't want to do this again.

He hurriedly walked forward and found that Shang Lige was sleeping soundly. A big rock in his heart slowly dropped it. He never knew that he had become so cowardly... It seemed that he was afraid that Shang Lige would disappear. Is this the sequelae after falling in love with someone? However, he was willing.

Frowning his eyebrows, will the master catch a cold when he sleeps like this? His eyebrows are getting more and more frowning.

One hand wrapped around Shang Lige's waist, the other hand held up Shang Lige's legs, and a princess hugged Shang Lige to Shang Lige's bedroom and covered it with a quilt.

"Huh--It's time to change the dressing." He murmured to himself, then went down the living room to find the medicine box, took out the hand on the singer Shangli from the quilt, and slowly took off the tight bandage.

The bandage was completely removed, and the serious scars on the singer Shangli gradually became clear.

Shen Yiyue felt distressed. Why was his master's hand so seriously injured? What happened last night?

Slowly rubbing the sides of the scar on the singer Shang Li, his heart slowly hurt, as if it was burned.

He took out the cotton swab and applied medicine very carefully. His face and Shang Lige's hands were no more than five centimeters. Shang Lige also felt the breath he exhaled.

Shanglige's fan opened his eyes in a daze and found that Shen Yingyue was helping him apply medicine, looking very serious, almost bit by bit.

"Yue, you are back, how is the recording?"

"The master is awake. I recorded it well. What's wrong?"

When Shen Yingyue found out that Shang Lige woke up, she stuffed him a pillow so that he could sit up.

Shang Lige then realized that he was in the bedroom, but... he wasn't he asleep in the living room? Could it be... he was sleepwalking?

Shen Yingyue looked at Shang Lige's puzzled expression, very cute, laughing, "Master, what are you thinking?"

"No, I just wonder...I have sleepwalking."

"...Master...I brought you up." A hint of doting and helplessness flashed through Shen Yingyue's eyes. How could his master be so cute? He had to take good care of his master, otherwise... his master would be abducted from him.

"Oh~" Shang Lige stopped talking. Since he was brought up by Shen Yingyue, he was relieved. It wasn't just that he had sleepwalking syndrome, but why did he...the more he thought about it, the more he felt strange?

"Master... I've changed the medicine. Are you hungry now?" Shang Lige looked at the sky outside reflexively. It turned out that it was already evening. "Well... it's a bit, let's order takeout."

He should not let Shen Yiyue do it. After all, he is tired of recording the show for a day. Wouldn't it be immoral to ask him to cook? It would be better to order takeaway by yourself, which saves time and is convenient. Anyway, he still has the money to order takeaway now.

"Don't talk, just order takeout. What are you eating? I'll order it, I'll order takeout for the heroes."

Shang Lige sat up, picked up his phone and started ordering takeout.

"Huh? Why? This is not my phone." He looked up at Shen Yiyue, "Yue, is this your phone?"

"Well...yes..." Shen Yiyue nodded. He didn't mind being touched by Shang Lige on his phone. He would become a family in the future. Apart from the phone, other things are also together. What are you afraid of?

"What are you eating?"

Shang Lige got up and took his cell phone over and then came over to ask Shen Xiyue.

"Listen to the master, I think I taste the same as yours."

"That's not bad, we are really destined to be together."

He asked Mengmeng what she wanted to eat with consciousness, but she didn't expect that she would stop eating fish this time, but she actually ate chicken.

"Okay, I'll start ordering."

After ordering the takeaway, Shen Yiyue asked Shang Lige again, "Master, are you really going to start a live broadcast?"

Shang Lige glanced at Shen Yingyue, "What's wrong? Do you want to do it too? Let's go together."

"I don't mean that...I mean...what is the content of the master's live broadcast?"

"I don't know, but I rely on them to choose, depending on how the 'singers' choose."

"Master is so..." Is it casual? Don't think about it carefully? Singing ruins your voice and dancing is easy to get tired. It's better to have a cooking or a piano.

"What do you think my live broadcast content should be?" Shang Lige asked back. He also wanted to hear his apprentice's opinions today.

"I..." I want you not to start a live broadcast, so that our little nest will not be known. Although he thinks this way, he still has to express his opinions.

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