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Lu Yu is a genius who focuses on key points: "So he likes to play with you?"

An Yuzhuo: "..."

"Gulu."

His stomach suddenly rumbled, An Yuzhuo stroked his belly, and changed the subject politely: "I'm hungry."

Having not eaten since morning, Lu Yu looked around for a week, held Zhuo Bao's little hand, and asked the camera: "Uncle, is there anything to eat? My brother is hungry."

The program team prepared breakfast, one of which was to test whether the children dare to ask strangers for help. Unexpectedly, this "little brother" was so reliable that he passed the test directly.

Fortunately, there is a second test.

"There is breakfast, but you have to pick it up yourself."

Under the guidance of the staff, Lu Yu led An Yuzhuo to the kitchen.

As an adult with rich life experience, Mr. Xiaoan easily guessed the routine of the program group: it is nothing more than hot eggs that need to be peeled, how to serve their own meals, etc. Most of the cubs at this age open their mouths at home with clothes on, and they don’t know how to do anything., It must be interesting to take pictures of them in a hurry, and it is an effective shot.

These little things don't bother him at all.

Xiao An was always lacking in interest. With short legs, he followed Lu Yu step by step, lazily preparing to show off his skills, and then found that...he was not tall enough.

From his perspective, he could only see the edge of the stove, but couldn't reach anything!

Lu Yu asked, "What would Zhuobao want to eat?"

An Yuzhuo felt a little wronged: "...I can't see it."

Lu Yu smiled lightly, rubbed the top of Zhuobao's head, opened the drawers one by one, and reported the names of the dishes: "Steamed buns, white porridge, steamed pumpkin, steamed sweet potatoes, boiled eggs, soy milk, milk powder."

The dwarf An Yuzhuo tried his best to stand on tiptoe, looking up at his chubby little face, he couldn't see anything, and said dejectedly, "I want to drink milk."

The editor-director's aunt reminded: "Drink milk by yourself!"

In fact, four-year-old children can already drink milk, but this milk powder is a sponsor, and the camera must be shot. The staff is eager to try and prepare to rush up to teach them how to make milk powder.

In the end, Lu Yu was even more proficient than the childcare wife who had been working for ten years.

An Yuzhuo followed behind his buttocks like a small tail, raised his small hands above his head to support the edge of the table, the bear beanie he was wearing today, only a pair of brown ears protruded from the table surface, every minute, there was nothing to talk about.Ask: "Brother, are you alright?"

It's not in a hurry, An Yuzhuo just wants to interact with Lu Yu as much as possible before the program team realizes that he has found the wrong person, so as to keep his leaving the country.

Lu Yu didn't know what was going on in his mind, so he comforted him patiently: "Don't worry, Zhuobao, right away."

The older children are coaxing the younger ones, the scenes are warm and cute, four or five camera positions take turns to shoot, the director can't wait to save every frame and edit it out.

After Zhong Han accepted the interview, what he saw when he entered the kitchen was: An Yuzhuo was holding a feeding bottle in his two small hands, half lying on the rocking chair, gurgling and drinking milk.Lu Yu sat at a small table beside him, trying to solve the piled up breakfast.

Zhong Han was shocked by Lu Yu's appetite, and then went straight to the rocking chair, unceremoniously pinched An Yuzhuo's left and right cheeks with both hands, and laughed familiarly: "Little! Why did you see me running just now? Shame, how old are you?"drink milk!"

An Yuzhuo almost choked on his breasts, puffed out his cheeks, and struggled: What do you know!When he was young, he had to drink more milk to grow taller. In his previous life, he regretted not drinking well when he was a child. In this life, he will make up for it.

Zhong Han: "Not weaned! Shame!"

... Zhong Han is really a guy, he has been hated by people since he was a child!

It's a pity that he was holding the glass feeding bottle with both hands, and he couldn't spare time to fight back. At present, he could only let Zhong Han round and flatten, like a helpless soft glutinous rice ball.

"Let go!" Suddenly, An Yuzhuo felt a shadow covering him, and a still immature and powerful hand suddenly grasped Zhong Han's claws, opened them, and rescued Zhuo Bao whose face was ravaged.

Lu Yu said coldly: "Don't bully him."

Zhong Han struggled, but did not break away: "Who are you?!"

Bad, Zhong Han knows An Jin.An Yuzhuo was afraid of being exposed, so he had an idea and sprayed Zhong Han with milk all over his face.

Zhong Han: "..."

"It's none of your business!" An Yuzhuo wanted to jump off the rocking chair gracefully, but his legs were too short. In the end, he adopted the "buttocks backward" reversing posture and landed successfully. He hid behind Lu Yu and acted pretentiously at Zhong Han.grimace.

Then he pulled Lu Yu up and said, "Brother, let's go!"

"No, you—" Who do you call brother?

Zhong Han rubbed his hand, thinking a little aggrieved: It hurts so much, why does Zhuo Bao call that barbaric strange boy brother?Every time he worked hard to perform the newly learned musical instrument for Zhuobao, he refused to call him brother!

Although it's a matter of time before and after, but if it can be delayed for a while, An Yuzhuo was thinking about this, and when he got out of the warm little kitchen, he remembered to ask: "Brother, are you full?"

But Lu Yu asked: "You don't like Zhong Han?" For some reason, seeing Zhong Han pinching Zhuo Bao's face so familiarly, he felt very uncomfortable.Sincerely, now there is another Zhong Han.

An Yuzhuo's beautiful facial features were wrinkled, like a little bun with a frowning face, but Zhong Han, he hated it, but he was actually a nice guy. Later, Mr. An, who was just a fledgling in charge of the branch, was obliged to help him when he needed help.

Therefore, An Yuzhuo didn't want to reveal the annoying deeds of his bad friend in front of the camera, so he decided to save him some face.

He made a posture of leaning over his ears, trying to stand on tiptoe while covering his mouth with his small hands.

Lu Yu bent down cooperatively.

I heard a whisper with a milk fragrance: "I don't like him, the only brother I like is you."

Lu Yu's heart softened in an instant, as if his whole body had fallen into a pile of soft and sweet cotton candy, which made him a little unable to restrain himself, wanting to be like Zhong Han, rua-rua sweet little dumpling.

The director's uncle interrupted his "evil" thoughts at the right time: "Are you finished eating? Come to the interview."

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