Chapter: 1508

Inheritance of this kind of thing is most suitable for the children of the family, and sometimes there will be blood inheritance, which is more important. However, in his opinion, the Wang family is not enough to have any blood inheritance. Almost, if you want to inherit the bloodline, you must have it, and if you don't have it, what about the word bloodline.

After returning to the restaurant, they sat for a few minutes and then returned to the residence.

Rong Jiaxin's family accompanied them, chatting in the lobby, Wang Ya bought a lot of toys for Mengmeng, and the little guy sat next to Zhang Han, playing happily.

I haven't seen each other all year round, and there are many topics to talk about.

Until half past nine, Zhang Han began to scan eagerly.

Why haven't we finished talking?

Being teased by Zi Yan during the day, he was thinking about getting back to the scene at night.

In this way, Zhang Han watched for five minutes, but the chat became more enjoyable.

Fortunately, Mengmeng yawned inadvertently at this moment.

"Cough, Mengmeng, are you sleepy?" Zhang Han asked.

"I'm not sleepy." Mengmeng replied with a pout, she hasn't played with the new toy yet.

"Dad heard you yawn just now."

"Eh? Did you yawn?" Mengmeng was stunned for a moment, but she didn't feel if she yawned or not.

"Yeah, it's time to go to bed. Let's play tomorrow, okay?" Zhang Han said with a chuckle.

At this time, Rong Jiaxin and Zhang Li also stood up:

"It's getting late, let's all rest."

So everyone returned to their respective rooms and washed up. Zhang Han and Mengmeng came to the big bed first and began to tell stories.

A few minutes later Zi Yan came in, closed the door and changed her pajamas face to face.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Han's heart began to rise into flames.

So his storytelling voice became lower and lower, lower and lower.

When Zi Yan changed into her pajamas and went to bed, Zhang Han looked back.

Good guy, Mengmeng is still listening with great interest with her big eyes wide open.

Well, go ahead.

Finally, after ten minutes, the little guy slowly fell asleep.

Gently hugging her to the small bed, Zhang Han quickly returned to the big bed, and hugged Zi Yan on his body.

"Um... what do you want? Bad guy."

"I ate you, little goblin." Zhang Han's eyes were fiery.

Dry wood and fierce fire collide together naturally.

About ten minutes later.

Zi Yan blushed, and said charmingly: "Go to the guest room."