389 Qing Qing, You Are Expecting?

There was no trace of surprise on Lu Shaoming's face.He held a pair of chopsticks in his right hand. The silver button on his white shirt was sparkling under the shimmering light. He nodded his head lightly. "Yeah, I am serious. I will take care of him myself."

"But…"

Everyone still hesitated, but there was a firm look on Lu Shaoming's handsome face. They could only swallow their worry.

Ning Qing chewed a small mouthful of rice. She only dared to agree. What did he want to do exactly? Why would he want to raise Little Qinwen by himself for nothing?

Was he a baby nanny?

This word did not seem to match him at all.

Ning Qing did not dare to imagine.