First Lady

But Qin Yu was a little depressed, he stroked his mustache, could the person in the mirror be him decades later?

Seeing Qin Yu's tangled expression, Bai Ling knew what was going on in his heart. A smirk crossed the corner of his mouth, and he gently took his arm: "Looking at it this way, don't we miss women very much?"

Qin Yu's body trembled twice, unexpectedly Bai Ling was gone, he put his arms around Bai Ling, and coaxed: "Good girl call 'Daddy'."

Bai Ling was stunned for two seconds, then pinched Qin Yu's arm hard: "It's dead, there is no way to take advantage of me, hurry up and grab your wallet, and go drive."

Bai Ling's tone was very domineering, like a housewife in charge of the family, Qin Yu didn't need to be angry, but was very happy to be sent by her. [

This shopping trip went smoothly, Qin Yu was not discovered that he was the Qin Tianwang on many billboards on the street.

Qin Yu's New Year posters can be seen everywhere in the mall, Bai Ling took Qin Yu's arm and whispered, "Actually, I don't think your photos are as good-looking as real people's."

"Really, I also think that I am not as good-looking as a real person."

Qin Yu hugged Bai Ling tightly, and didn't care about other people's eyes, uh...at this time, there is really no one.

From the non-staple food area on the first floor to the home appliance area on the third floor, Bai Ling dragged Qin Yu around for three hours. She didn't go to check out until she was too tired to walk.

The cashier who was working overtime at the checkout took a few sneaky glances at the two of them. They looked like father and daughter on the surface, but from Qin Yu's small movements from time to time, it made people guess whether it was an old cow eating young grass.

Maybe some people still wonder if Bai Ling is the third child who was adopted.

Qin Yu felt a little uncomfortable when he was looked at, thinking that he had been discovered, but Bai Ling was calm, and directly took out the wallet from Qin Yu's pocket to pay the bill, and said to Qin Yu, "Hurry up and carry your things."

Although the "new year" has become much weaker and the taste has changed a lot, the Chinese New Year is still the most solemn and auspicious festival for Chinese people, so the atmosphere of the New Year can still be seen everywhere on the streets.

Bai Ling looked boredly at the flashing street lights, and asked casually, "What are your plans for next year?"

"What about you?" Qin Yu asked instead without answering.

"Me? Of course I follow you, the boss. Could it be that you have found a better makeup artist than me?"

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