"Just give me some pocket money in the future." Liang Jiahao smiled helplessly.
Qin Yu blinked, still a little confused. "Then, how much pocket money do you need per month?"
Liang Jiahao could not help but stroke Qin Yu's hair. "The amount you think is reasonable. Don't worry, I don't have much to spend it on."
"Is that so?" Qin Yu suddenly felt that the bank cards in her hand weighed a thousand pounds. She began to count Liang Jiahao's spending.
"Every month, you have to wash the car and pay for the gas. In any case, you need to have five thousand in your pocket. This does not include when you eat outside. I will give you ten thousand. And as for the cigarette..."
At this point, Qin Yu glared at Liang Jiahao, "You are not allowed to smoke!"
Liang Jiahao smiled and nodded, "Alright, I will listen to my wife."
