Let’s Lose A Billion Today First

There is no reason for Chuzheng to take things back, and in Chuzheng's undisguised frankness, where to dare to argue with her.

When I finally went back, the million-dollar ‘toy’ was still in the cub’s hands.

Yingzhao was frightened and didn't dare to show it to the kid.

But the little **** liked it so much that he would cry if he didn't give it.

Ying Zhao could only put him on the bed so that he would not be damaged by falling.

"Baby, what do you mean by her?" Ying Zhao sat aside and asked the little boy.

"Ehhhhhhhhh..."

Ying Zhao sighed and asked him what's the use.

Does she really like herself?

Yingzhao turned over and took a photo in the mirror.

Or is it because of this face?

"Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Ying Zhao came back quickly: "Are you hungry? Wait a minute, Dad will add milk powder to you."

Ying looked for the bottle but couldn't find it, remembering that the thing should be on Chuzheng's side.

But he didn't want to go at this time, so he turned out a spare and mixed the milk powder to feed the little boy.

The little boy took a bite and started pushing the bottle with both hands.

"What's the matter?" Ying Zhao was not clear, so: "Isn't it hungry?"

The pacifier was stuffed into the boy's mouth, and he spit it out, and started crying.

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Ying Zhao tasted it suspiciously. This is the milk powder he bought himself, not the one sent by Chuzheng.

The taste is indeed not as good as those...

Ying Zhao went to the house. She sent it over. She seemed to have taken it. He didn't go to take it just now, so there is no one at home now.

The boy refused to drink, Yingzhao had no choice but to hold him to find Chuzheng.

Ying Zhao stood outside the door, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door.

Before touching the door, it opened automatically.

The girl stood in the door: "I heard him crying all the way, what did he cry at night?"

Ying Zhao murmured: "I'm hungry, the bottle and milk powder are on your side."

Chuzheng walked inside with a cold face.

[Eating six meals a day, I don’t see how many catties it grows. Pigs can be slaughtered and eat meat if they are fattening up. What can this stuff do? trouble. ]

Should be based on: "..."

She doesn't express anything on the surface, is she so rich in her heart?

Ying Zhao just wanted to get the milk bottle and milk powder and left. Who knew that Chuzheng actually made it for him.

"Then I will go back first."

Yingzhao doesn't want to stay any longer, and has to leave with her baby.

Chu Zheng quickly grabbed him with eyesight and hand, and pressed the man on the cabinet in the hallway.

The little boy was forced to squeeze between the two, holding the baby bottle in both hands, and chuckling, staring at the two with dark eyes.

"you……"

Ying did not say what followed.

Holding the little babe as needed, she freed up a hand to push Chuzheng, but she held it and pressed it aside.

The heartbeat was faster than ever before, and it slammed into the ear with every sound, like beating a drum.

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Ying Zhao's heartbeat hasn't calmed down while lying on the bed. He reaches out and wipes his face. He can hardly remember how he came back.

Should not fall asleep over and over again.

In the end, I was tossing midnight, and finally fell asleep, and there were some messy things in my dreams.

When I got up the next day, Ying Zhao took a look at the quilt, his face was not very good.

How did he make those dreams that were so charming that he felt blushing.

He pressed the quilt and pulled out a pack of cigarettes from the bedside table.

After taking it apart, I took it in my hand, trying to turn over the lighter, but found that there was none at home.

Yingzhao seldom smokes, and even more so after having a bastard.

Ying Zhao put the cigarette back in, threw it into the drawer, got up and went to the bathroom.

Yingzhao tidied up and came out. The little **** was already awake, playing with that million'toys' in his little bed, it didn't mean to cry at all.

When he remembered that he only brought the milk bottle last night and forgot to take the milk powder, Ying Zhao could only hold his forehead and sigh.

In the situation last night, where did he remember what milk powder to take.

"You said she did it on purpose."

"Eh..."

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Ying Zhao hugged the bastard, and Chu Zheng didn't know when he got up, so he changed his clothes.

Chuzheng's gaze lingered on Ying Zhao, and the light under his eyes flickered: "You dressed like this, did you show me?"

Ying Zhao was still wearing her pajamas, with two buttons on her coat unbuttoned, and the boy grabbed her collar, revealing her beautiful collarbone and large areas of skin.

It makes people want to leave a mark on his fair skin.

miss you……

Ying Zhao hurriedly pulled up his clothes and explained: "No, I..."

"It's very beautiful." Chuzheng greeted him to come in: "Since I'm here, let's have breakfast."

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Ying Zhao finds that she is with her and cannot control sovereignty at all.

He should sit down and eat breakfast as he resigned, and Chuzheng mixed milk powder for the cub beside him.

Should you think carefully about resisting her kiss?

He thought for a long time, feeling that he didn't resist.

After all, his heart was beating like a drum, and he had no other thoughts.

Ying Zhao's back suddenly sank, and the girl's slender arms wrapped around his neck and hugged him from behind.

A flower with water droplets was sent to him.

"give you."

You should tilt your head subconsciously, and the flap of lips just hits Chuzheng's lips.

Ying Zhao wanted to move away in a panic, but Chuzheng held her back and kissed it lightly.

The kiss was very gentle, only touched a few times on his lips, and then released him: "You took the initiative."

"……"certainly not! !

"Don't do that." Ying said with some difficulty.

"Which?"

"...You let me go first." Ying Zhao feels his back is very hot, and the position of the two is too intimate.

Chuzheng loosened it obediently, pulling a chair away and sitting next to him.

"What about me?"

"Do the things that make people misunderstand."

Chu Zheng is righteous and confident: "I'm chasing you, isn't it normal to do this?"

[Own... What's wrong with the kiss! Sooner or later it is mine! ! ]

Ying Zhao's eyebrows were beating wildly, and he said, "You are not chasing people like this!"

How can it start like this without chasing someone.

Chu Zheng: "I am not someone else, I can chase it as I want."

Should be based on: "..."

Ying Zhao felt that she and Chuzheng could not say clearly: "I have gone to work."

Ying Zhao got up quickly, his clothes suddenly sank.

Chuzheng grabbed his clothes.

Ying Zhao was forced to stop, her fingertips curled up on her side, and her heart throbbed.

Chu Zheng didn't mean anything, but just handed him the flower.

The girl looked at him silently, her eyes clear and serious, and that seriousness made Yingzhao feel cherished.

He hesitated, but took the flower.

"I am leaving."

"Ok."

Ying Zhao was silent: "You let me go."

"Oh."

Chuzheng slowly let go, and the hem of her clothes slipped from her fingertips.

Should look after the little **** holding an empty milk bottle, left Chuzheng's house, went to the next door to change clothes.

He put the flower in the vase and looked at it for several seconds before leaving.