After transmigrating into the book, powerful figures vied to help me raise my child.

Chapter 361 All My Money Is Yours

Early in the morning, when Zheng Xiaoyu woke up, he could see Leng Qinghan's handsome face, which was simply pleasing to the eye, and his mood for the day would improve with the good morning.

"Hmm! Why are you here?" She hugged him coquettishly, and skillfully put one leg on his lap, half hanging on his body like a sloth.

Leng Qinghan patted her on the back, looked at her sleepy look, "bring you breakfast."

Zheng Xiaoyu rubbed against his arms, and said in a muffled voice, "But I don't eat breakfast."

She still has to shoot today, so she is not eligible to eat.

"Eat a little bit, I bought something you like." Leng Qinghan patted her cheek, then hugged her, "Will you wash your face?"

Zheng Xiaoyu leaned on him, "You hug me, and I'll go."

He smiled helplessly, and he was already very proficient at washing her.

After washing up, Zheng Xiaoyu felt a lot more energetic, and went out to eat the breakfast he bought, but he was very restrained, took a small bite of each item and then put it down.

"Are you really not considering being a housewife?" Leng Qinghan felt very distressed seeing her eating less than cat food.

Zheng Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "I'm a housewife, how much pocket money do you give me a month?"

"My money is yours, and so is the person." He answered seriously.

She nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, when I get tired of the life in the entertainment industry, I'll go home and be your full-time wife, and you'll have to hand in all your bank cards, but it's not right now, I'm getting motivated! "

If she was allowed to stay at home every day, she felt that she would get sick from boredom.

Leng Qinghan just said casually, if she was really willing to be a housewife, she wouldn't have to suffer so much.

After breakfast and tidying up, Andy came to pick her up, and went to the dressing room to make up and match clothes for shooting.

Seeing Leng Qinghan, Andy couldn't help but patted his forehead, "Honey, you just walked in like this? Do you know that there are a lot of mainland media in this hotel?"

Leng Qinghan didn't take it seriously, "I'm wearing a hat, even if I'm photographed, I won't let it out."

Zheng Xiaoyu noticed a black hat on the table when he heard the words, and he was even more touched when he felt warm. He jumped up and hugged him, then turned and glared at Andy: "You are not allowed to speak of him, and he is not yours." My dear! He is my dear."

Leng Qinghan looked down at her defending herself and bent her lips.

Andy was fed a mouthful of dog food early in the morning, took a deep breath and decided that the good-tempered man would not care about her, "I'm not interested in the indifferent ice cube man, otherwise I would have broken him up gone."

Tch, there is no man in this world that Andy can't handle.

Except... Leng Qinghan.

This guy is straight and couldn't be straighter.

"Our Qinghan is not the ice cube man, he is very gentle!" Zheng Xiaoyu retorted dissatisfiedly, and then looked at Leng Qinghan.

Hmm... Well, he does look a bit stern, and he doesn't smile much at ordinary times, and his strong aura gives people a sense of alienation.

But he is still very handsome when he smiles, with a youthful air?
Just like the figure of him running on the basketball court that day.

Zheng Xiaoyu believes that his heart must be different from his appearance.

When Zheng Xiaoyu went to shoot, Leng Qinghan waited for her at the hotel. He used his mobile phone to search for nearby delicious restaurants, planning to take her there at night, and take a stroll nearby. She should have never been to Paris.

Halfway through the search, the page was suddenly interrupted by an incoming call. Looking at Leng Mufeng's number, he frowned slightly and pressed the answer button: "What's the matter?"

(End of this chapter)