Professor Jiang's spoiled little ancestor is sweet

The rest of the program went smoothly. Tang Ranran helped the "straight man" Yu Beicheng decorate the cake. The two of them didn't have any physical contact in the middle. The word "avoid suspicion" seemed to be written on Tang Ranran's exposed forehead.

"It's very cute, I guess the kids will like it very much! Thank you, Teacher Yu and the staff." The host couldn't help but sigh when he saw the cake that had already formed.

"Mask Literary Girl" Tang Ranran touched the frame of the glasses embarrassingly, shaking her hands wildly, "It's okay, okay, it's nothing."

Yu Beicheng glanced at Tang Ranran who wanted to stay one meter away from him, frowned slightly and turned to wash his hands at the sink behind him, ignoring her at all.

This woman is really well-dressed.

Following the program flow, the guests who finished the cake can go to the backstage lounge to adjust their status. In addition, Meng Yao also has a small commercial shooting, so the whole crew can take a rest for a while.

Tang Ranran thought that the main thing was to observe Yu Beicheng, how much she could draw was up to her, but there was a reason for following the whole process, so Tang Ranran rushed to the backstage lounge with her tablet in her arms.

The lounge was temporarily built, and the crew gave Yu Beicheng a separate lounge, but the venue was limited and the site was not big enough.

Tang Ranran was still looking for which one, the door to the lounge behind was opened.

"Why are you sneaking around?"

Yu Beicheng spoke out abruptly, startling the woman who turned her back to him.

Tang Ranran immediately turned around angrily. Knowing that it was Yu Beicheng, she stretched out her hand confidently: "Mental damage fee, Teacher Yu!"

Yu Beicheng is wearing a white suit in today's show, decorated with golden butterflies. Although the butterfly element is old-fashioned, the lines are very smooth and beautiful, and Yu Beicheng wears it vividly.

It perfectly complements the man's tight and nice waist, and his temperament is perfectly controlled. Anyone who looks at it wants to hug him tightly.

He was wearing an apron just now, but Tang Ranran hadn't noticed it yet, but now his eyes were staring blankly.

It's okay, being handsome beyond the sky is what her husband looks like every day, she should get used to it.

Yu Beicheng saw her look at him so "idiot", smiled softly, and still did not forget to sneer, "Just now, you were afraid that I would eat you, and now you dare to ask me for money?"

Tang Ranran: You can't talk nonsense about this.

"Then I don't care. You pay me for mental damage. I'm here to work. If I'm scared, it's considered a work-related injury."

Tang Ranran raised her head proudly to meet Yu Beicheng's gaze, and waved the tablet in front of the man's eyes with a sly look in her eyes.

"Work, why come to the lounge for work?" Yu Beicheng frowned puzzled.

"I came to see you resting." Tang Ranran took off her mask, and folded her plain glasses, revealing her undisguised beauty.

Yu Beicheng felt that it was still so pleasing to the eye.

Some ideas always come suddenly, for example, he wants to tease this little woman now.

"Okay, come in."

Tang Ranran was more or less brainy, and she asked without hesitation: "What about the mental damage fee, Teacher Yu?"

Yu Beicheng had already turned around and entered the lounge, he waved his hands: "It depends on your performance."

Look at your performance, grind people.

In other words, whether there is any mental damage fee depends on her actual actions next?

There is no reason not to rush into matters related to money.

Tang Ranran quickly followed in with the tablet in his arms, and locked the door carefully.

Tang Ranran locked the door and turned around. The man was already sitting on the sofa with his hands crossed on his lap. At this moment, he was staring at her face with those deep obsidian eyes.

The eyes are somewhat aggressive.