Fortunately, the scope is so large, and should be cleaned halfway, Chuzheng really heard the prompt.
But…
Why the little girls hairpins
Pink and tender, inlaid with broken diamonds, from the point of view of a little girl, it really looks good.
But it's a bit unreasonable for a big man to wear it.
"Miss Landlord, do you still keep so many love letters?" Yingzhao came over from there, holding several letters that looked old.
It should not be removed, but he is also a person who came from his student days.
You can guess what's inside by looking at the envelope.
Chuzheng: "… "
That's not mine.
"I'm still in high school..." Yingzhao saw that there was a cover with his name and age on it: "Miss Landlord is quite nostalgic."
Chuzheng: "Not happy?"
It's the original owner's thing, she can't throw it away, right
And what if the demented one is a prop
Yingzhao shook his head: "No. I just think... it's a bit magical."
"Where is the magic?"
Response: "… "
He thought she was so indifferent...
Forget it, her thoughts that are so rich that normal people can't keep up are not so indifferent.
Yingzhao sat down next to her: "Did many people like you before?"
"It should be." The original owner is beautiful and not short of money, and there will always be many admirers around.
It's a pity that when I was in high school, the original owner was still different from other parents. He didn't care about his own affairs and was rebellious, and he didn't have time to care about these romantic affairs.
After college, the original owner was less willing to socialize.
Chu Zheng paused for a while, and then said seriously: "But the only person I like is you."
Ying Zhao was stunned for a while, and after a while he murmured, "The one before..."
"Ok?"
"Just the person you asked me to block for you before... Don't you like him?"
"He." Chuzheng shook his head: "I don't like it."
"Then why do you..."
Chuzheng couldn't say that it wasn't her, so she could only think of a reason: "He wants to cheat me for money, I'll play with him."
[Cheng Fu is also worthy of that dog thing! Speaking of which, that dog thing hasn't moved recently, have you given up on cheating me for money? ]
Response: "… "
Probably heard Chu Zheng scolding Cheng Fu in her heart, and Yingzhao felt that what she said should be true.
Yingzhao: "Aren't you afraid that I will lie to you?"
"It's all yours to cheat anyway." Chu Zheng didn't mind and looked forward to it.
"… "
Yingzhao couldn't stand it, every time she said this kind of thing seriously, Yingzhao's heart was pounding wildly.
He coughed lightly to hide the unnaturalness: "I'll continue to clean up."
Chuzheng asked him to bring the hairpin just now.
You should take care of her holding the hairpin, it's a little strange, that thing also looks a few years old, it should be something from the past.
Does she care about that thing
Chu Zheng pondered over and over again, and finally took out his mobile phone and poked a private teacher.
I took a picture and sent it to the other party with the request.
It took a while for the other party to reply.
[Are you going to use this as an inspiration? ]
The other party obviously misunderstood the meaning of Chuzheng.
Chuzheng explained that she wanted to turn the thing in her hand into a small object that men could use.
[…]
Are those pink hairpins embarrassing him
Although she felt that the client was making things difficult for her, the rich was her father, and the other party said that she would be satisfied.
"Eyee..."
The little boy was next to Chuzheng, his little hand grabbed the hairpin.
Chuzheng was replying to the message and was dragged over by the little brat.
Chuzheng quickly took it back: "Don't move!"
Tears began to form in the corners of the little boy's mouth.
"Cry and try." Chuzheng threatened the little brat.
The little brat twitched his nose, tangled his hands together, and looked at Chuzheng pitifully.
Ying Zhao happened to see this scene, and was more concerned about the hairpin in Chuzheng's hand.
She doesn't care about millions of things, so what's the origin of the hairpin
"It's useless to cry." Chu Zheng was extremely indifferent: "Go find your father."
Little brat: "..."
The little brat found exactly where he should be, and began to cry, but he didn't cry.
Response: "… "
When Yingzhao came over, the little brat fell into Yingzhao's arms, buried it on his shoulder and started to cry.
Chuzheng looked over there, staring at the back of the little brat's head buried on Yingzhao's shoulder for several seconds.
[I will endure! ]
Yingzhao didn't know what Chuzheng endured, but he still held the cub away and used other toys to coax him.
By the time Yingzhao coaxed the little brat, Chuzheng was no longer in the living room.
Yingzhao looked around, and the hairpin was gone.
-
"have you slept?"
Chuzheng stood at the door of the bedroom and asked for a photo.
"Yeah." Yingzhao covered the little brat with a small blanket: "Just fell asleep."
"You come in."
Yingzhao didn't think much, and followed Chuzheng into the bedroom.
"close the door."
You should close the door very obediently.
But after closing it, Yingzhao felt that something was wrong. What are you closing the door for
Yingzun was hugged from behind as soon as this thought flashed by, and then some scorching kisses fell on his neck.
Moments later he was pulled and turned around to face the man.
There is a fragrance that is unique to girls in the room, Ying can't help but speed up according to the heartbeat: "What do you want to do?"
Such an environment, such a posture, should have a vague concept in mind.
"Fulfill your duty as a girlfriend." Chuzheng pressed him against the door to kiss him, and warned him: "This room is not soundproof, you'd better be quiet, or your son will hear it."
Response: "… "
Ying Zhao really wanted to scold her mother.
These are the words of some tigers and wolves.
And it doesn't seem like she should have said that, right
Chuzheng kissed him for a while, and suddenly asked him, "Do you mind?"
Response: "… "
Do I mind what's the use
can you stop
[It's useless to mind! ]
Sure enough, in the next second, Yingzhao heard the thoughts in Chuzheng's heart.
-
In the dimly lit room, Yingzhao sat up slowly, the hair wrapped around his fingertips slowly sliding away.
He reached out and turned on the small lamp by the bedside. After being in the dark for too long, Yingzhao squinted his eyes and took a while to get used to it.
He picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on, then turned to look at the person who was still lying down: "Are you satisfied?"
"Ok."
"That's good." Yingzhao stood up: "Do you want to wash?"
Chuzheng glanced over his body: "Are you sure you want to wash with me?"
Response: "… "
Yingzhao entered the bathroom by himself, and soon came out wrapped in a bathrobe and asked Chuzheng to wash.
When Chuzheng went to take a bath, Yingzhao went out and glanced at the little cub.
"I'll take him back first." Yingzhao knocked on the door and said to Chuzheng.
Chuzheng slammed open the door: "Sleep here."
You should turn your eyes away subconsciously, "But..."
"I've already slept, what are you embarrassed about?" Chu Zheng came out of it.
Response: "… "
That's why it's awkward!
Yingzhao didn't leave in the end, and Chuzheng detained the cub.
He can't give up the little brat, can he go back by himself