Chapter: 1912
Lu Guo glanced at the message and thought it should be sent by Mengmeng's mother. She smiled slightly, returned an emoji, and then continued to play games with her classmates.
In fact.
It was really Zi Yan's message.
At this time, on the first floor of the restaurant, Zi Yan was wearing loose casual clothes, lazily lying on the sofa, and there was a glass of watermelon juice on the coffee table in front of her.
There was still a little sweat on her forehead, thinking of the ambiguous incident that just happened on the sofa on the second floor, Zi Yan blushed for a while.
Just came back, chatted with Zhang Han for a while, Zhao Feng, who was in charge of the store, received a call and went to the airport to pick up Sun Ming and his wife.
There was no one in the restaurant, Zhang Han quickly went downstairs and locked the door, and the next thing was self-evident.
On the first floor, Zi Yan watched the video with Zhang Han after seeing the news.
Seeing the little guy's expression, they were really relieved.
"It's all your fault. I have to touch up my makeup later."
When Zhang Han sat on the sofa, Zi Yan leaned into his arms and lightly hammered on his chest.
The tone is coquettish and charming, very attractive.
If it wasn't almost eleven o'clock, Zhang Han would definitely score twice.
"You don't need makeup at all, you're very beautiful without makeup." Zhang Han said with a light smile.
"Huh, you're the only one with a sweet mouth." Zi Yan gave Zhang Han a white look, lying in his arms and flipping through her phone.
"Your Weibo has 75 million followers, but mine doesn't seem to reach 40 million. It seems that you are much more popular than me."
Zi Yan looked at Weibo and said.
"The last time I watched it was more than 60 million, probably because the likes under the information are more eye-catching." Zhang Han said casually.
The number of meager fans has been rising all the time, because of this unprecedented grand war of likes, and now the number of likes in the top is 30 to 40 million, which can be said to be eye-catching.
"My husband is the best." Zi Yan said proudly.
"That said, I thought Mengmeng was back."
Zhang Han laughed dumbfoundedly.
This sentence is usually 'my daddy is the best', and the tone of the two women's speech is exactly the same.
"It's really amazing!" Zi Yan said.
"I have to prepare Mengmeng's lunch. I'll do it now and I'll deliver it at 11:30." Zhang Han glanced at the time and said.
"Then I'll go upstairs to clean it up, okay~" Zi Yan said, kissing Zhang Han's cheek lightly, and then walked upstairs with joyful steps.
Zhang Han laughed twice, and came to the kitchen to start cooking with the prepared ingredients.
About ten minutes later.
Two cars parked in the parking space in front of the door, Zhao Feng's Land Rover and Sun Dongheng's McLaren.
Soon, Zhao Feng and Sun Ming's family walked in.