Lose 100 million today

Fortunately, the area was only so large, and Chu Zheng actually heard the prompts halfway through the cleaning.

But……

Why do little girls wear hairpins?

It's pink and tender, and inlaid with diamonds. From a little girl's point of view, it really looks good.

But it’s a bit unreasonable for a grown man to wear that.

"Miss Landlady, do you still keep so many love letters?" Ying Zhao came over from there, holding several letters that looked a bit old.

The photo has not been removed, but he is also from the student days.

You can guess what's inside just by looking at the envelope.

Chuzheng: "..."

That's not mine.

"I'm still in high school..." Ying Zhao saw a letter with her name and age on the cover: "The landlady is quite nostalgic."

Chuzheng: "Aren't you happy?"

It was the original owner's thing, she couldn't throw it away, right?

And what if the crazy thing is a prop?

Ying Zhao shook his head: "No. It just feels... a bit magical."

"Where's the magic?"

Should be: "..."

He thought she was so indifferent...

Forget it, her thoughts, which are too rich for normal people to keep up with, are not so cold.

Ying Zhao sat down next to her: "Did many people like you before?"

"Probably." The original owner is beautiful and not short of money, and there are always many admirers around her.

It's a pity that when I was in high school, the original owner was still rebellious because his parents were different from other parents and didn't care about his own affairs. He didn't have time to care about these romantic affairs.

After college, the original owner was no longer willing to socialize.

Chuzheng paused and said seriously, "But the only person I like is you."

Ying Zhao was stunned for a moment, and murmured for a while: "The one before..."

"Um?"

"As for the person you asked me to block for you before...don't you like him?"

"He." Chuzheng shook his head: "I don't like him."

"Then why do you..."

Chuzheng couldn't say it wasn't her, so she could only think of a reason: "He wants to cheat me out of money, and I'm playing tricks on him."

[He deserves that piece of shit from Cheng Fu! Speaking of which, that bitch hasn't done anything recently. Has he given up on defrauding me of money? ]

Should be: "..."

Probably because he heard Chu Zheng scolding Cheng Fu in his heart, Ying Zhao felt that what she said must be true.

Ying Zhao: "Aren't you afraid that I will cheat you of your money?"

"You can lie to me no matter what, it's all yours." Chuzheng didn't mind and looked forward to it.

"..."

Ying Zhao couldn't resist. Every time she said such words seriously, Ying Zhao's heart would beat wildly.

He coughed lightly to hide his uneasiness: "I will continue to clean up."

Chuzheng asked him to bring over the hairpin just now.

Ying Zhao took care of her hairpin and looked at it. It was a little strange. The thing looked a bit old and should have been from the past.

Does she care about that stuff?

Chuzheng thought over and over again, finally took out her phone and poked a private custom teacher.

I took a photo and sent it to the other party along with the request.

It took the other party a while to reply.

[Are you going to use this as inspiration? ]

The other party obviously misunderstood Chu Zheng's meaning.

Chuzheng explained that she wanted to turn the thing in her hand into a small object that men could use.

[…]

Are those pink hairpins trying to embarrass him?

Although she felt that the customer service was trying to make things difficult for her, the rich man was her father, and the other party said that she would be satisfied.

"Easy..."

The little boy was next to Chu Zheng, holding a hairpin in his little hand.

Chuzheng was replying to a message when she was immediately pulled over by Zaizi.

Chuzheng quickly took it back: "Don't move!"

The little boy opened his mouth and tears began to accumulate in his eyes.

"Try crying." Chuzheng threatened the little boy.

The little kid's nose twitched, his hands were intertwined, and he looked at Chuzheng pitifully.

Ying Zhao happened to see this scene and became more concerned about the hairpin in Chu Zheng's hand.

She doesn't care about millions of things, so what's the origin of the hairpin?

"There's no point in crying." Chuzheng was extremely cold: "Go find your dad."

Little Zaizi: "..."

The little boy found the right spot and started to cry, but he didn't cry out.

Should be: "..."

When Ying Zhao came over, the little boy fell into Ying Zhao's arms, buried himself on his shoulder and started crying.

Chuzheng glanced over there and stared at the back of the kid's head buried on Ying Zhao's shoulder for several seconds.

[I will endure! ]

Ying Zhao didn't know what Chu Zheng could endure, but he still held the little kid farther away and used other toys to coax him.

By the time Yingzhao had coaxed the little boy, Chuzheng was no longer in the living room.

Ying Zhao looked around, and the hairpin was gone.

-

"have you slept?"

Chuzheng stood at the door of the bedroom and asked Yingzhao.

"Yes." Yingzhao covered the little boy with a small blanket: "I just went to bed."

"Come in."

Ying Zhao didn't think much and followed Chu Zheng into the bedroom.

"close the door."

Ying Zhao closed the door obediently.

But after closing it, Ying Zhao felt something was wrong. Why did he close the door?

As soon as Ying Zhao's thought crossed his mind, he was hugged from behind, and then a hot kiss fell on his neck.

After a moment, he was turned around and faced the person.

There was a fragrance unique to girls in the room, and Ying Zhao's heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate: "What... do you want to do?"

Such an environment, such a posture, Ying Zhao already had a vague concept in his mind.

"Perform your duties as a girlfriend." Chuzheng pressed him against the door and kissed him, and warned him: "This room is not soundproof, you'd better be quiet, otherwise your son will hear it."

Should be: "..."

Ying Zhao really wanted to call her mother.

These are all words of tiger and wolf.

And it seems like she shouldn’t say this, right?

Chuzheng kissed him for a while and suddenly asked him: "You don't mind, do you?"

Should be: "..."

What use do I mind?

can you stop?

[It’s useless to mind! ]

Sure enough, the next second Ying Zhao heard Chu Zheng's inner thoughts.

-

In the dim room, Ying Zhao sat up slowly, and the hair tangled in his fingertips slowly slid away.

He reached out and turned on the small lamp beside the bed. After being in the dark for too long, Ying Zhao squinted his eyes and it took him a while to adapt.

He picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on, then turned his head to look at the person still lying down: "Are you satisfied?"

"Um."

"That's good." Ying Zhao stood up: "Do you want to take a shower?"

Chuzheng glanced at his body: "Are you sure you want to take a shower with me?"

Should be: "..."

Ying Zhao went into the bathroom by himself, and soon came out wrapped in a bathrobe and asked Chu Zheng to wash it.

When Chu Zheng went to take a bath, Ying Zhao went out to take a look at the little boy.

"I'll take him back first." Ying Zhao knocked on the door and spoke to Chu Zheng.

Chuzheng opened the door with a swipe: "Sleep here."

Ying Zhao turned away subconsciously, "But..."

"I've already slept, what are you so embarrassed about?" Chuzheng came out.

Should be: "..."

That’s why it’s awkward!

Ying Zhao naturally didn't leave in the end, and Chu Zheng detained the little boy.

He couldn't leave the little cub alone and go back by himself, right?