Transmigration: Raising the Child of the Male Lead Boss

Remember for a second

Life may be gone forever.

Yu Yaoyao counted the money, then raised her head worriedly and glanced at Shen Yichong who seemed to be frowning and thinking.

Sure enough, he has no money, so is he in a bad mood?

Hey.

She reached out and touched her chin, and after thinking about it, she raised her little hand and pressed it on his black hair.

Press and hold.

Gently patted.

The husband who looks air-conditioned, didn't expect this to feel good?

It's a little stiffer than the baby's hair, but it's quite fluffy~

Yu Yaoyao's mouth curled up.

But he quickly held back, revealing a 'you relax' expression.

"Husband, the crew gave us 888 yuan~"

Shen Yichong was taken aback.

He had just been distracted.

Looking at her sitting by the car window, holding her son, she counted softly.

A hint of orange sunset in the sky fell on the side of her face, as if giving a faint golden light to her particularly delicate facial features.

In her usual beauty, the halo of mother xing was added.

Shen Yichong looked at her like this, and he was distracted.

But suddenly, a soft little hand touched his head and touched it.

Let him immediately stunned.

He has not been touched like this for at least twenty years.

This rare but soft touch shocked him.

But instead, I heard her soft and glutinous announcement of good news.

He couldn't help but chuckle.

More than 800, it made her so happy.

But before he finished laughing, Yu Yaoyao had already rubbed his head.

"Husband, let's save some of this money. It is estimated that we can eat two or three meals."

"You probably won't have to spend money on groceries tomorrow~"

She grinned.

Shen Yichong nodded subconsciously, but for a while, he didn't realize the saving meaning in her words.

All his attention was on her little hand rubbing his hair.

When her little hand left, the smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly became a little unnatural. This sense of loss actually made him feel that his good mood seemed to be discounted.

His black eyes drooped, and he couldn't help but look at the little hand she took back.

She had already touched her son's head, rubbing his soft black hair.

Shen Yichong's mouth sank involuntarily.

She cares a lot about her son now.

But... why does he feel uncomfortable?

"Shen Rui, how much are you now? Mom can't hold you, so you sit on the seat next to you."

Shen Yichong blurted out.

After he finished speaking, he was stunned.

But soon he turned his head and coughed softly.

"You're almost at school, you can't take your mother to school and sit on her lap."

Shen Yichong said, and felt that he was very reasonable, "After a long time, your mother's legs will be sore."

This is the sentence that the son has been using against him.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, he immediately received a sad and condemning look from Shen Rui's little bun.

On the other hand, Yu Yaoyao laughed and raised her arm to show off a muscle that was completely absent, "It's okay, Mommy can hold it~ I'll get off the bus later, Xiao Ruirui wants to walk by herself~"

"Okay, Mommy!"

The little bun grinned, nodded immediately, and threw himself on Mommy's chest.

Turning his head, he gave Dad a particularly bright show-off smile.

Shen Yichong: "..."

Soon, the nearest big supermarket arrived, Shen Yichong got off the car first, walked to the other side of the door, and opened the door for Yu Yaoyao.

She had to take care of the child, and she was carrying a small bag, and it was a little difficult to get out of the car.

He stretched out his hand to give her a hand, and even held her smooth little hand.

But in less than a second, a small hand squeezed in.

Shen Yichong lowered his head and saw the smile of his son declaring war on him.

Yu Yaoyao glanced at the strange father and son, "We went into the supermarket, why don't you leave? Cubs, come over and go to Mummy's side. Mummy wants to talk to you."

Shen Yichong pursed his lips.

When he arrived at the imported supermarket, Shen Yichong directly took a cart.

Director Zhao Yu appeared again.

"Remember, you need to cook for each other, not cook a dish together."

"So, I suggest that if you don't have enough time, think about what to do first, you can Baidu recipes."

Speaking of which, he looked at Yu Yaoyao who "can't cook" with special concern.

Sure enough, Yu Yaoyao's eyes lit up when she heard the recipe and Baidu.

She quickly lowered her head and took out her mobile phone, as if searching.

Zhao Yu breathed a sigh of relief and immediately disappeared again.

"Okay, let's go!"

Yu Yaoyao soon became ambitious

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