Fortunately, the range is so large that you should clean half of it. Chuzheng really heard the prompt.

but……

Why the little girl's hairpin?

The pink is tender and inlaid with broken diamonds. From the perspective of a little girl, it looks really good.

But this makes it a bit unreasonable for a big man to wear it.

"Miss landlord, do you still have so many love letters?" Ying Zhao came over there, holding several letters that seemed to be old.

Ying Zhao was not taken down, but he was also a person from his school days.

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

Chu Zheng: "..."

That's not mine.

"Still from high school..." Ying Zhao saw a cover with a name and age on the cover: "Miss the landlord is pretty old."

Chu Zheng: "Unhappy?"

That is the original owner's thing, she can't throw it away, right?

And what if it is a prop?

Ying Zhao shook his head: "No. I just think...a bit magical."

"Where is the magic?"

Should be based on: "..."

He thought she was so cold...

Forget it, she is not so indifferent to the thoughts that are too rich for normal people to keep up.

Ying Zhao 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 are always many admirers around him.

It's a pity that in high school, the original owner was still different from other parents for his parents, and he didn't care about his own affairs and rebellious. How could he have time to care about these turmoil.

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

Chu Zheng paused, and then said seriously: "But the only person I like is you."

Ying Zhao was taken aback, and then murmured for a while: "The one before..."

"Ok?"

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

"He." Chu Zheng shook his head: "I don't like it."

"Then why..."

Chu Zheng couldn't say that it wasn't her. He could only think of a reason wisely: "He wants to lie to me for money, and I will play him."

[Cheng Fu deserves that dog thing too! Speaking of which, the dog hasn’t moved around recently. Did you give up cheating me on money? ]

Should be based on: "..."

Perhaps after hearing Chu Zheng scold Cheng Fu from the bottom of his heart, Ying Zhao felt that what she said should be true.

Should be based on: "Aren't you afraid of me cheating you money?"

"It's all yours to lie to you." Chu Zheng didn't mind, and looked forward to it.

"..."

Yingzhao couldn't help it. Every time she said this kindly, Yingzhao's heart pounded wildly.

He coughed slightly to cover up the unnaturalness: "I will continue to clean up."

Chuzheng asked him to bring the hairpin over.

She should look after her with a hairpin. It's a little strange. The thing looks a little old, and it should be something from before.

Does she care about that thing?

Chuzheng pondered over and over, and finally took out the phone and poked a private custom teacher.

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

The other party will reply after a while.

[Do you want to use this as inspiration? ]

The other party obviously misunderstood what Chu Zheng meant.

Chuzheng explained it again to turn the things in her hands into small objects that men can use again.

[...]

So pink hairpin, is it embarrassing him?

Although I feel that the client is making things difficult for me, but the rich is the father, and the other party said that she must be satisfied.

"咿咿......"

The boy was beside Chuzheng, holding the hairpin with his little hand.

Chu Zheng was replying to a message, but was dragged by the boy.

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

With a small mouth, the little boy started to tears in his eyes.

"Try crying." Chuzheng threatened the boy.

The little brat twitched his nose, entangled his hands, and looked at Chu Zheng pitifully.

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

She doesn't care about millions of things. What is the origin of the hairpin?

"It's useless to cry." Chu Zheng was extremely indifferent: "Look for your dad."

Little boy: "..."

The little **** accurately found the spot to be photographed, and began to cry, but did not cry.

Should be based on: "..."

When Yingzhao came over, the little boy fell headlong into Yingzhao's arms, buried him on his shoulders and started crying.

Chu Zheng looked over there, staring at the back of the little boy's head buried on Ying Zhao's shoulders for several seconds.

[I will endure! ]

Ying Zhao didn't know what Chuzheng tolerated, but she still held the little **** away and coaxed him with other toys.

When Ying Zhao coaxed the bastard, Chu Zheng was no longer in the living room.

Yingshi looked around, the hairpin was gone.

-

"have you slept?"

Chu Zheng stood at the door of the bedroom and asked Ying Zhao.

"Yeah." Ying Zhao covered the little boy with a blanket: "Just fell asleep."

"You come in."

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

"close the door."

Ying Zhao was very obedient and closed the door.

But after closing it, Ying Zhao felt something was wrong, so why did you close the door?

As soon as this idea flashed, Ying was hugged from behind, and then some hot kisses fell on his neck.

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

There is a fragrance that belongs to girls in the room, Yingzhao's heartbeat can't help speeding up: "What do you... want to do?"

Such an environment, such a posture, should have a vague concept in his mind.

"Fulfill your duty as a girlfriend." Chu Zheng pushed him to the door and warned him: "This room is not soundproof. You'd better be quiet, or your son will hear it."

Should be based on: "..."

Ying Zhao wanted to scold her mother.

What kind of words are these tigers and wolves.

And she shouldn't have said this, right?

Chuzheng kissed him for a while, then suddenly asked him, "Don't you mind?"

Should be based on: "..."

What use do I mind?

Can you stop?

[It's useless to mind! ]

Sure enough, in the next second, I heard the thoughts in Chu Zheng's heart.

-

In the dimly lit room, he should sit up slowly, and the hair wrapped around his fingertips slowly slid away.

He stretched out his hand and turned on the small lamp beside the bed. After being in the dark for too long, he should squint his eyes for a while before adapting.

He picked up the clothes on the floor and put them on, then turned his head to look at the person who was still lying down: "Satisfied?"

"Ok."

"That's good." Ying Zhao got up: "Would you like to wash it?"

Chu Zheng glanced across his body: "Are you sure you want to wash with me?"

Should be based on: "..."

Yingzhao entered the bathroom by himself, and soon came out wrapped in a bathrobe and asked Chu Zheng to wash.

When Chu Zheng went to take a bath, he should take a look at the little bastard.

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

Chuzheng opened the door with a ‘swish’: "Sleep with me."

You should subconsciously turn your eyes away "But..."

"I've already slept, what are you awkward?" Chu Zheng came out from inside.

Should be based on: "..."

That's why it's awkward!

Ying Zhao naturally didn't leave in the end, and Chuzheng deducted the bastard.

He can't let the **** go back by himself?