The wife of the paranoid president is a boss

Hearing this, Xiao Chuchu blushed, pushed him, grabbed him by the collar, and pulled him to the front with a little force, "If I am willing to let you clean up, you have to give me the photo!"

"Woman, are you trying to negotiate terms with me?" Beichen Yuqing's stern face took the initiative to bully Xiao Chuchu.

Xiao Chuchu leaned back uncomfortably, "I'm not talking about conditions with you, but I'm ordering you!"

"Order me? You are so courageous!" He leaned forward again, and the tip of his nose touched her cheek.

Although Xiao Chuchu was still leaning back, the smile on her mouth was slowly spreading to her charming eyes, and the other hand that was grabbed by the collar climbed up, and the two hands nimbly buttoned the collar Give a little tie.

And he still said in his mouth, "You gave me the courage, it's too late to take it back now."

Beichen Yuqing pursed her lips, and Xiao Chuchu's heart tickled at this moment.

"If I give it to you, I won't take it back. I just want you to use your courage for business."

"What's the matter?"

"For example, at night..." His voice was hoarse, and his eyes became deeper and deeper.

Xiao Chuchu laughed "hehehe" a few times, then suddenly changed her face in the next second, hooked his neck with one hand, put her fingers into his back collar, buckled the back collar forcefully, and then pulled back , strangled his neck.

"Give me the photo quickly, or I won't let go." She said domineeringly.

"You want to murder me for a photo?" Beichen Yuqing said lightly, but in fact he wasn't strangled, and Xiao Chuchu didn't use much force at all.

"Who made me like that photo! I want to take it back and keep it privately."

Beichen Yuqing reached out to the back of her neck and pulled her hand off.

"You can keep it privately, but you can't show it to others!"

Xiao Chuchu's eyes lit up, "Is this promised to me?"

"I'll give you whatever you want." He lowered his head and pressed his lips against hers, "Including me."

Beichen Yuqing was about to kiss her, but Xiao Chuchu pushed him away and ran back to get the photo album.

She took out the picture of him with a diaper on his head and put it in her pocket, "Mine."

Looking at her happy appearance, Beichen Yuqing couldn't help but raise her lips.

Xiao Chuchu continued to look at his photos, from when she was a baby until she was one year old, and the last one was when she was one year old. In the photo, Xiao Beichen Yuqing was sitting on the carpet, his little hand was held by a big hand, and The man pulling him did not show his face, only one hand.

But it can be seen that this hand looks like a woman's hand.

So is this hand his mother's hand?

The photos that can be included in the album must be very important. For him, the most important woman to him when he was a baby must be the woman who gave birth to him.

When Beichen Yuqing saw the photo of holding hands, his expression was in a daze, but soon he regained his composure and stretched out his hand for Dick to bring the next photo album.

"Read the next one."

"Oh."

Xiao Chuchu didn't see the strange expression on his face, took the second photo album and started to read it.

The following photos are not taken from the front like in the first book, they are almost all side faces, and from the perspective, it looks like... Candid shots?

"Why are they all secretly photographed?" Xiao Chuchu was puzzled.

"The young master is not allowed to take pictures after he is one year old." Dick said, "If you find the camera pointed at him, you will smash it."

"No wonder."

Beichen Yuqing, "No wonder why?"

"I like smashing cameras."

"..."

"That camera of mine that you smashed was bought with all my savings."

"...I didn't lose one to you later."

"Can't I hold grudges?"

Beichen Yuqing frowned, "No, you can't remember my hatred, you can only remember my good."