Chapter 412: The President's White Moonlight 12

Sheng Zekai smiled dryly.

"Dad, if it's okay, I'll go."

Sheng Jiaoyang saw that he didn't say anything, got up and prepared to leave.

"Wait, I said."

The smile on Sheng Zekai's face was a little embarrassed, he pulled the hair of the doll in his hand and walked in front of Sheng Jiaoyang.

"I signed you a show."

"Huh?"

Sheng Jiaoyang was inexplicable for a while, looking at Sheng Zekai's expression, he suddenly felt that it seemed that the person who came was not good.

"What show?"

Sheng Zekai smiled dryly, "Let's change our identity!" ”

Sheng Jiaoyang: ???

is full of question marks, what kind of sand sculpture show is this, and why do you want to do this show for her.

"Actually, this show is also very good, it allows you to try a new life and feel a different kind of customs...... Can ......"

Forget it, he can't make it up.

Drinking at noon today, alas, I was fooled.

How could you make such a play, I feel very big.

Sheng Jiaoyang took out his mobile phone, searched the Internet, and quickly found information about this show.

This program wants a few children in the mountains to exchange identities with a few children in the city, and live in a strange place for a month.

Then, Sheng Jiaoyang took a look, and two episodes had already been played before.

Those who go down from the city are either plastic surgery monsters who are obsessed with beauty, or teenagers who are addicted to the Internet, or they are not polite. Good girl.

Sheng Jiaoyang looked around, and finally squinted his eyes, looking at Sheng Zekai with a smile.

"Dad, you say, I'm on this show, what label am I?"

After Sheng Zekai woke up, he actually regretted it very much.

The scorching sun of his family, the beauty of the city, there is no need to fix it at all, even if it is extravagant, their family has enough financial resources for her to squander.

He really couldn't find the slightest bad label to put on it.

"Forget it, Jiaoyang, let's not go, let's break the contract! It's just that your dad lost some people, nothing. ”

After Sheng Zekai finished speaking, he secretly glanced at Sheng Jiaoyang again.

"Hmph."

Sheng Jiaoyang snorted coldly.

"I'll go."

"Jiaoyang, you are really Dad's heart and soul, I will tell people to make you comfortable in the countryside."

Sheng Zekai laughed at the moment, and with a flick of his hand, the doll worth more than two million in his hand was thrown out.

He stretched out his hand and hugged Sheng Jiaoyang.

"Don't." Sheng Jiaoyang waved his hand, and Zhengse said: "I don't know yet, who is stumbling on you, in case the favoritism is discovered, it must be another report, don't look for trouble." ”

"Girl, what a domineering!"

Sheng Zekai immediately gave her a thumbs up.

"Goodbye Daddy."

Sheng Jiaoyang waved his hand.

"Dad, you said I didn't make a wish last night, I'll make it up now, is it still useful?"

Sheng Jiaoyang asked sincerely.

"What more could you wish for?"

Sheng Zekai wondered, as the little princess of the Sheng family, she still had a wish.

"I hope my dad doesn't sell my daughter while drunk."

Sheng Jiaoyang folded his hands and looked pious.

Sheng Zekai: ......

He really didn't mean it, and at that time, they were talking about it.

It seems that when his sun goes, he will be reborn, he will be renewed, and he will be more excellent.

In fact, now that I think about it, I feel that I am really brain-dead.

His family is so good, if he is really reborn, where is there a reason for others to live.