There is no reason to take back what Chuzheng sent out, and in Chuzheng's undisguised straightforwardness, how dare you argue with her.
In the end, the 'toys' worth millions are still in the hands of the little brat.
Yingzhao was frightened and did not dare to give it to the little cubs to play with.
But the cub liked it very much and cried if he didn't give it.
Yingzhao can only put him on the bed, so as not to fall on the ground and break it.
"Baby, what do you mean by her?" Yingzhao sat aside and asked the little brat.
"Eeeeeeeeee..."
Yingzhao sighed and asked him what was the use.
Does she really like herself
You should turn over and look in the mirror.
Or because of this face
"Eeeeeeeeee..." The little brat was lying on his back, his mouth flattened, as if he was about to cry.
Yingzhao came back quickly: "Hungry? Wait a minute, Dad will mix milk powder for you."
Ying looked for the bottle and couldn't find it, and remembered that the thing should be on Chuzheng's side.
But he didn't really want to go at this time, so he dug out a spare and mixed it with milk powder to feed the cub.
The little boy took a sip, and started to push the bottle with both hands.
"What's wrong?" Ying Zhao didn't know why: "Aren't you hungry?"
The pacifier was stuffed into the little boy's mouth, and he spit it out after two sips, and began to cry.
Response: "… "
Ying tasted it suspiciously, this is the milk powder he bought himself, not the one sent by Chuzheng.
It really doesn't taste as good as those...
Yingzhao searched the house, and it seemed that she had taken it from her. He didn't go to get it just now, so he didn't have it at home now.
The little brat refused to drink, so he had no choice but to hold him to find Chuzheng.
Yingzhao stood outside the door, took a deep breath, raised his hand and knocked on the door.
Before touching the door, the door opened automatically.
The girl stood in the door: "I heard him cry all the way. What are you crying about at night?"
Ying Zhao murmured: "I'm hungry, the bottle and milk powder are on your side."
Chu Zheng walked inside with a cold face.
[Eating six meals a day, I don't see how many kilograms I have. Pigs can be slaughtered to eat meat when they are fat. What can this thing be used for? trouble. ]
Response: "… "
She doesn't show anything on the surface, but is she so rich on the inside
Yingzhao just wanted to get the bottle and milk powder and left, who knew that Chuzheng would actually be ready for him.
"Then I'll go back first."
Yingzhao didn't want to stay any longer, and left with the child in his arms.
Chuzheng quickly grabbed him and pressed the person on the cabinet in the entrance.
The little boy was forced to squeeze between the two of them, holding the bottle in both hands, smacking, and staring at the two with dark eyes.
"you… "
It should not be said in the following words.
Ying hugged the cub as needed, freeing up one hand to push Chuzheng, but she was holding it next to her.
The heartbeat was faster than ever before, and it slammed into the ear with a sound, like a drum.
-
Yingzhao lay on the bed and his heartbeat hadn't calmed down yet. He reached out and wiped his face. He almost couldn't remember how he came back.
Should be tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
In the end, after tossing around in the middle of the night, I finally fell asleep, and there were some messy things in the dream.
The next day, Yingzhao lifted the quilt to take a look, his face was not very good.
Those charming dreams that made him feel flushed, how did he make them.
He pressed the quilt and pulled out a pack of cigarettes from the bedside table.
After taking it apart, I held it in my hand and wanted to flip the lighter, but found that there was none at home.
Ying Zhao rarely smoked, and after having a cub, he never touched it.
Yingzhao stuffed the cigarette back, threw it into the drawer, got up and went to the bathroom.
Yingzhao cleaned up and came out. The little brat was already awake, playing with the million 'toys' on his little bed, without any intention of crying.
When he remembered that he only brought the bottle last night and forgot to take the milk powder, Yingzhao could only hold his forehead and sigh.
In that situation last night, where did he remember what kind of milk powder he got.
"You said she did it on purpose."
"Yeah..."
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Yingzhao went over with the cub in his arms, Chuzheng didn't know when he got up and changed his clothes.
Chuzheng's eyes lingered on Yingzhao, and the light in the bottom of his eyes flickered: "You are dressed like this for me to see?"
Yingzhao was still wearing pajamas, with two buttons unbuttoned on his shirt, the collar was grabbed by the little brat, revealing his beautiful collarbone and large areas of skin.
It makes one want to leave a little imprint on his fair skin.
think…
Yingzhao hurriedly pulled up his clothes and explained, "No, I..."
"It's beautiful." Chuzheng called him in: "Since you're here, let's eat breakfast."
Response: "… "
Yingzhao found himself here with her, completely unable to control the sovereignty.
According to his fate, he sat down to eat breakfast, and Chuzheng mixed milk powder for the little boy beside him.
Should you think carefully about resisting her kiss
He thought about it for a long time, and felt that he did not resist.
After all, at that time, his heart was suddenly beating like a drum, and he had no other thoughts.
Yingzhao's back suddenly sank, and the girl's slender arms wrapped around his neck and hugged him from behind.
A flower with water droplets on it was brought to him.
"give you."
Ying tilted her head subconsciously, and her lips just touched Chuzheng's.
Yingzhao tried to move away in a panic, but was caught by Chuzheng and kissed gently.
The kiss was very gentle, only touching his lips a few times, and then released him: "You took the initiative."
"… "certainly not! !
"Don't do this." Yingzhao said with some difficulty.
"How?"
"... Let me go first." Ying Zhao felt that his back was hot, and the two of them were too close.
Chu Zheng let go obediently, pulled out the chair and sat beside him.
"How about me?"
"Do things that make people misunderstand."
Chuzheng is righteous: "I'm chasing you, isn't it normal to do this?"
[My own... What's the matter, kiss! Sooner or later it will be mine! ! ]
Ying Zhao's heart pounded wildly, and said weakly, "You're not chasing people like that!"
How can it start like this before chasing people.
Chuzheng: "I'm not someone else, I can chase as much as I want."
Response: "… "
Ying Zhao felt that she and Chuzheng couldn't explain clearly: "I'm going to work."
Yingzhao got up quickly, and the hem of his clothes suddenly sank.
Chuzheng grabbed the hem of his clothes.
Ying Zhao was forced to stop, the fingertips hanging by his side curled up, and the bottom of his heart faintly throbbed.
Chuzheng didn't mean to do anything, just handed the flower to him.
The girl looked at him without saying a word, her eyes were clear and serious, such seriousness made Ying Zhao feel cherished.
After hesitating, he still took the flower.
"I am leaving."
"Ok."
Ying Zhao was silent: "Let go of me."
"Oh."
Chuzheng slowly let go, and the hem slipped from her fingertips.
Ying took a look at the little cub who was holding an empty milk bottle, left Chuzheng's house, and went to change clothes next door.
He inserted the flower into the vase, and before leaving, he stared at it for several seconds.