Fei Xiaoyao was so moved that she lowered her head and started eating.

Fei Xiaogui's voice came from the headphones: "You have to be careful, this person may have any bad intentions."

Fei Xiaoyao curled her lips and said as she watched Yang Shaoyan go to serve her soup again: "Brother, not everyone is a bad person."

Fei Xiaogui sighed. His voice was no longer as cunt as he was when he was a child. It had a little magnetic nature and was the most perfect sound he matched himself. "Anyway, be careful."

Fei Xiaoyao wanted to say something, but Yang Shaoyan had already come with the soup.

Fei Xiaoyao hurriedly closed her mouth and stopped talking.

She ate several small ribs, then saw the broth, and immediately picked it up and drank it.

After drinking, she wiped her mouth and thought Yang Shaoyan was a great person.

Fei Xiaoyao was about to say something, but Yang Shaoyan asked, "Is it delicious?"

Fei Xiaoyao:??

Fei Xiaoyao nodded, "It's delicious."

Yang Shaoyan laughed: "Then let's discuss something."

Fei Xiaoyao was stunned: "What?"

“Be a mannequin for me.”

Fei Xiaoyao was puzzled: "Aren't I the case now?"

Yang Shaoyan shook his head: "What I'm talking about is human body, body model."

Fei Xiaoyao:!!!

She understood!!

When Yang Shaoyan talked about these things, his face changed no matter how he was, as if he was really talking about work, but!!

abnormal!

Fei Xiaoyao stood up angrily: "Impossible!"

Yang Shaoyan sighed: "Is it OK to wear a bikini?"

Just as Fei Xiaoyao was about to speak, Yang Shaoyan spoke: "I will continue to make delicious food for you tonight."

Fei Xiaoyao had a meal.

Yang Shaoyan said again: "When you go to the beach, aren't you just wearing bikini? Why can't you be a model for me? It's been 2060! What are you still caring about?"

Fei Xiaoyao:...

After thinking about it, she actually felt that Yang Shaoyan was right.

Isn’t it also wearing a bikini when going to the beach?

Under the temptation of delicious food, Fei Xiaoyao nodded.

So soon she changed her clothes and walked into the studio.

She lay on the sofa and posed in a pose.

Yang Shaoyan looked at her with shiny eyes. While drawing, he commented on Fei Xiaoyao: "I think since it's a robot, why not make you perfect?"

Fei Xiaoyao:??

"Look at your abdomen, there is no vest line."

Fei Xiaoyao:...because she doesn't exercise!

"Also, you're too thin. If you have more flesh on your buttocks, you'll look good."

Fei Xiaoyao: “…”

"Also, do you have a?"

Fei Xiaoyao was furious: "I am b!b!!!b!!!!"

Yang Shaoyan frowned and gestured at her with a pen: "Are you sure there is?"

Fei Xiaoyao: “…”

Yang Shaoyan’s mouth was too naughty. Fei Xiaoyao was a model and he commented from the beginning. At the end, Yang Shaoyan sighed: “You look so average, why did the Creator make you a woman?”

Fei Xiaoyao:!!!

-

After confirming that her son's feminism seemed to be cured, Ms. Zhen came again.

She took several photos and showed them to Yang Shaoyan: "These are the beauties I have collected for you. Everyone wants to marry you, or do you choose one?"

Yang Shaoyan looked at it and finally shook his head: "These people are so ugly."
Chapter completed!