Breaking up, No Joke

Chapter 142

As a result, when the next day started, Bai Yu forgot about this matter because he was busy filming in the crew during the day.

By the time he remembered, it was already time to call it a day for the evening.

There was an assistant and a driver in the car, and Bai Yu was embarrassed to let them know that he was going to buy a pregnancy test, so he pressed it and thought about waiting until the next day.

As a result, day after day.

Until a week later, when Song Shirin appeared in front of Bai Yu with a suitcase in one hand and a child's hand in the other, Bai Yu had not gone to the pharmacy to buy anything.

Song Shirin looked at Bai Yu, who had almost lost weight, and frowned: "The crew didn't care about your meal?"

"I'm busy with work, even if it's implying eating." Bai Yu's meals in the past few days were delivered by Qin Fan's assistant, and the taste was light and delicious, so Bai Yu didn't have any more nausea.

So Bai Yu almost forgot about his previous thoughts, maybe those days were really just a cold and flu, how could he get pregnant easily.

The little watermelon was almost in a state of excitement after getting off the plane, and when he saw Bai Yu, he immediately pounced and said in surprise: "Baba, I want to kill you!"

Bai Yu held the child in his arms, rubbed his face affectionately, and said, "I miss you so much."

"I'm going to get you a New Year's present." After speaking, the little watermelon took out a thick envelope from the small schoolbag like a trick and said, "Give it to you."

Bai Yu took a pinch, only to find that the envelope was thick with money, and he couldn't help but look at Song Shirin with surprised eyes.

Where did he get so much money?

Song Shirin put the suitcase away, then poured a glass of water, and said, "These are his New Year's money this year."

"Why are you willing to give me all the New Year's money?" Bai Yu pinched the child's face, raised his eyebrows, and said, "When I was as old as you, I wasn't so generous."

The little watermelon smiled, then took off the plush hat on his head, stuffed it into Bai Yu's arms, and shouted, "I'm so hot, I don't want to wear a hat."

Bai Yu touched the child's head, he hadn't seen him for more than a month, and the little watermelon's bare head had a little hair, and when he touched it with his hand, he felt a little prickly.

"You're finally getting your hair long." Bai Yu couldn't help but sigh.

Little Watermelon's eyes glared: "Daddy said, braids are something that girls can do, I am a boy and can't keep braids, bully, don't think about it anymore."

Bai Yu looked at Song Shirin thoughtfully.

Song Shirin said coldly: "I said it." Don't try to beat him in the hair again, or I'll shave your hair."

Being seen through what he was thinking at a glance made him a little embarrassed, but soon Bai Yu regained his strength, recovered his mood, and said tentatively: "He's still young now, what's wrong with the little boy's braids, it's okay."

Song Shirin looked at him quietly, and the meaning of refusal was very obvious.

Bai Yu sneered: "Okay, okay, it's a big deal that I don't want to beat his hair."

Song Shirin was satisfied, but out of the corner of his eye, he accidentally saw a box of instant noodles under the coffee table, and immediately bent down to pick it up.