Chapter: 251
"Take a sip."
Zhang Han opened the bottle cap, handed it to Zi Yan, raised the beer, and touched Zi Yan's Coke bottle.
Zi Yan looked at Zhang Han with a smile on his face. At this moment, she felt that Zhang Han was actually quite handsome.
One of the once invincible Shangjing Four Young Masters has become so calm now, which made Zi Yan feel a little emotional.
gurgling.
After drinking two big gulps of Coke, Zi Yan completely suppressed those complicated emotions in her heart, and she relaxed.
"uh-huh."
Zi Yan stood up, stretched her waist, and said lazily: "I'm so busy these days, I can finally relax."
As everyone knows, she stretched her waist in front of Zhang Han, her enchanting figure was undoubtedly obvious, with a protruding front and back, coupled with a beautiful face, it seemed to be a beautiful picture.
'She...is comparable to the looks of those saintesses in the world of cultivating immortals. '
Zhang Han admired in his heart, glanced at the time, it was close to one o'clock in the morning, Zhang Han pondered for a while, and planned to ask about the obsidian spar on Zi Yan's necklace.
"Huh?" Zi Yan suddenly let out a light snort, and said, "Did you take a picture of Mengmeng? It's so beautiful!"
Zi Yan noticed the photos on the wall next to the piano, and walked over curiously.
"Well, it was taken a few days ago." Zhang Han responded, put down his beer, got up and followed.
"It's so beautiful." Zi Yan's eyes are full of little love, her daughter is so beautiful, as a mother, she is also very happy.
However, when she saw the photo of Zhang Han and Mengmeng on the back side, she was stunned.
"The photo of the two of you is also very nice." Zi Yan pouted and said.
It's true that the photo is beautiful, but Zi Yan feels a little bit of a taste at this moment.
There are only photos of Mengmeng and Zhang Han in the room, not hers.
Inexplicably, I feel a little panic in my heart, Mengmeng is her daughter, she is Mengmeng's Mama, what's the matter without her in the photo?
"Where's my photo?" Zi Yan was silent for a while, then suddenly said in a muffled voice.
"What photo?" Zhang Han glanced at Zi Yan and asked.
"I want to put my photo in the photo frame." Zi Yan pursed her lips, looking directly at Zhang Han and said.
"Oh, that's fine. I'll buy some photo frames tomorrow and put your photos on the second floor." Zhang Han smiled lightly.
"That won't work, I want the photos to be placed on the first floor." Zi Yan pouted, with a slightly stubborn tone.
"The first floor is full, and these are the photos that Mengmeng and I specially picked out." Zhang Han gave her a strange look.
Isn't it the same for the photos on the second floor?
"I don't care, I'm going to be on the first floor, and I have to put my photos here." Zi Yan breathed a little shortly, looking directly at Zhang Han, with the slightest hint of uncompromising in her eyes.
"This won't work, I agree with Mengmeng and I won't agree." Zhang Han shook his head directly and refused.
"Mengmeng will agree, and I must put my photo here." Zi Yan looked at Zhang Han without blinking her big eyes.