Chapter 134: Twenty-five Hot Little Roses

"It tastes good today."

Hua Yao's eyes lit up, and she praised: "You are making such a fast progress." ”

"Eat more and talk less." Wei Shu thought she was noisy.

After eating, Hua Yao took the initiative to wash the dishes, and complained while washing the dishes: "Why is there no dishwasher installed in such a luxurious home?" Forget it, I worked hard to make money and bought it! ”

Wei Shu's body became more and more awe-inspiring, and it was almost written that no one should approach. He was really sick in the brain just now, and he actually sent it to buy a dishwasher.

"Wei Shu, you want to take a nap, a nap is good for your body. You don't have to play in front of the computer all the time. "I don't have anything else at home, but there are a lot of computers.

After Hua Yao finished babbling, she returned to the table and continued to paint.

She drew ten words in one go, ready to upload them in one go, clicked on Weibo, and was a little stunned by the news that swarmed.

"What's the situation?" Hua Yao said in astonishment.

Wei Shu looked up at her, and almost got up to look, but he couldn't hold back. Force yourself to withdraw your attention and not waste it on that skeleton.

Hua Yao said again: "Oh my God, am I going to be on fire?" ”

What stupid thing did she do again?

Wei Shu's face was gloomy as water, brewing a big move. I heard Hua Yao say loudly: "Wei Shu, come quickly, come and have a look!" ”

Wei Shu immediately got up, took two steps, stiffened, deliberately slowed down, walked over slowly, and said impatiently: "What's wrong?" What to see? ”

"Someone asked me to advertise and give me 5,000 yuan at a time!"

Hua Yao said excitedly: "Five thousand yuan!" We can just order takeout without cooking! ”

Wei Shu said coldly: "Takeaway is unhealthy. ”

"That doesn't make you cook every day, right? Your hands are not for cooking. ”

Hua Yao is open-mouthed, and what she says casually can poke people's hearts.

Wei Shu looked at his hand in a daze, is it good-looking? No one has ever said anything like this. Every movement of his hand can only make people fearful. How much blood was indirectly stained on it, he couldn't remember, and he didn't remember it.

"Don't you like to eat?" He asked.

Hua Yao looked at his eyes seriously and said solemnly: "You are good-looking, and every part of your body is a work carefully carved by God. I'll feel guilty for letting you cook. ”

Wei Shu's emotion disappeared in an instant, but she felt very comfortable, only to hear him sneer: "Snort, who was the person who forced me to cook before?" ”

If a woman's mouth can believe it, there will be ghosts!

Hua Yao immediately defended herself, "I'm afraid that you will starve to death." I wanted to do it myself, but I couldn't! If you are willing to eat noodles every day, it is not impossible. ”

Tasteless, good-looking noodles?

Forget it!

He'd rather do it himself.

"Advertisement, 5,000 yuan, no."

Wei Shu snapped, patted Hua Yao's hand, moved the mouse, and looked at her scarf. When I saw the painting on the homepage, I was stunned.

Hua Yao noticed his reaction and said proudly, "Is my painting good?" ”

He squinted his eyes and asked, "Is this a tear mole?" ”

"Right? The tear mole beauty man is the most emotional. Hua Yao said excitedly.

Wei Shu snorted, looked at the number of views on her scarf, and looked at the growth rate of her fans, straightened up and said to Hua Yao: "Ask for 50,000 from the other party." ”

"Isn't 50,000 too much?" Just add a zero!

She's a new scarf.

"Plus!"

"Listen to you."

Hua Yao asked people honestly, "I said that 5,000 can't be done, I want 50,000!" ”