The Idol Group Pet Became A Final Boss! Chapter 60 - Displeased

Chapter 60 - Displeased

The handsome man's indifferent expression did not change, only raising an eyebrow. His peach blossom eyes seemed to be smiling but not, just like a sly old fox. "Was it good?"

The innocent boy shyly replied, "I ate it too fast and swallowed it before I could get a taste." s.h.i.+ Sui's maturity and calmness made Yan Nai subconsciously feel that he could trust him with his ramblings. "I think big sister is so gentle. She blocked the camera for me and told me to go find her manager so I could get my hair done."

s.h.i.+ Sui smiled and patted his head.

Yan Nai grinned. "Uncle, you're very gentle too!"

s.h.i.+ Sui smiled kindly. "Uncle? Am I that old?"

"Huh?"

"Aiyah, I'm only twenty-seven and already an uncle. Next year, you might have to call me grandpa." s.h.i.+ Sui sighed ruefully.

Yan Nai hurriedly waved his hands. "No no, uncle, you're not old at all. No no no, I meant big brother! Big brother s.h.i.+ Sui!"

A certain fox did not feel guilt for trolling children and gently said, "Go ahead and get your hair done, make sure you look extra handsome before you go on camera."

"Okay, thank you unc… Big brother!"

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but Yan Nai certainly felt that the way s.h.i.+ Sui looked at him after being called big brother was inexplicably a lot… kinder??

The cameras immediately turned toward s.h.i.+ Sui as he entered the kitchen.

The man had a very good camera awareness and slightly curled his lips. "Good morning."

The stream's chat exploded.

—[Good morning, gege!]

—[Good morning, hubby!]

—[Whoever called him hubby, watch yourself. This is my man, OK? /dog /dog]

Xiang Yi looked up to meet his gaze.

"Morning." s.h.i.+ Sui's lips curved even more.

"Morning."

s.h.i.+ Sui approached her with his long legs. "Do you need help?"

"It's fine. Breakfast is ready. Fried milk with fresh meat wontons and veggies. I'm going to squeeze some juice for the child in a bit. What would Senior like to drink?"

s.h.i.+ Sui helped her place the food on a wooden tray with familiar ease. There was no trace of pretense.

"Can I still put in a request without a little red flower?"

Xiang Yi was startled. She just remembered now that she had coaxed s.h.i.+ Sui like a zaizai. If he collected five flowers, he could place an order.

She chuckled. She hadn't expected him to take that sentence seriously. "Senior, you have special privileges."

s.h.i.+ Sui: "Then coffee?"

Xiang Yi nodded. "Okay, I'll go make the fruit juice."

s.h.i.+ Sui lowered his eyelids and took the initiative to help bring out breakfast.

She's going to squeeze juice for Yan Nai first...

He was… displeased.

Inside the stream for "Heartbeat".

Qin Wanyan had finished prepping breakfast.

The live broadcast room was overflowing with question marks—because she had only made one sandwich.

—[How does this work? Are four a.d.u.l.ts going to share this one sandwich??]

The four people cut the sandwich into equal pieces and washed it down with a small cup of coffee. That concluded breakfast.

Yu Miamiao didn't even finish her portion, putting it down after only completing two-thirds. Apologetically, she said: "I'm going to be on set soon, the director told me to lose weight."

Although she was a gymnast, Yu Miaomiao resided in a semi-retired state. Currently, her main career path was developing in the entertainment industry.

Jiang Chen had a pretty cool personality, but he was very diligent. After eating, he took the initiative to go clean the dishes.

Fu Jiayan was much more flamboyant, as he praised Qin Wanyan's breakfast to no ends. "Wanyan is too good at cooking, it makes sense that she has studied abroad. I feel like I'm vacationing in the Seine."

The live comments:

—[Is this the real appet.i.te of celebrities???]

—[Maybe for the female stars, sure, but two grown men only eating this little for breakfast...?]

—[Everyone everyone! They're starting breakfast next door! There's fried milk and fresh juice, and even the wontons were made from fresh meat filling!]