Chapter: 309

You can tell by her downturned eyebrows and the ugly corners of her eyes.

Zi Yanke also loves beauty very much, she couldn't stand being painted like this by Zhang Han.

But in desperation, she was pulled out by Zhang Han, and she picked up Mengmeng and went out together, not even giving Zi Yan time to touch up her makeup.

"This bastard, hum! I will never trust him again!"

Enraged by Zi Yan, she mumbled what she was thinking.

"Eh?" Mengmeng was slightly taken aback when she heard it, and asked suspiciously: "Ma Ma, uh... what is a bastard? Yes, is it delicious?"

Zi Yan's expression paused, and when she came back to her senses, seeing Zhang Han with a smile on the corner of her mouth, she couldn't help but cast a blank look, and said: "Your papa is, Mengmeng, let's ignore your papa in the future, He's a big liar."

"No, Papa is not a liar." Mengmeng resisted.

"Little traitor!" Zi Yan snorted softly, and pinched Mengmeng's small and exquisite nose.

"Oh, it's all crooked." Mengmeng stretched out her small palm and rubbed her nose, and said vaguely: "Ma Ma, Papa is not a liar, you can't say that, Papa is so good, do it Such a delicious meal, huh."

Looking at Mengmeng's small appearance, it seems that if Ziyan is not convinced, she will always be serious about this question.

Seeing this, Zi Yan shook her head helplessly, and said angrily and funnyly: "It's okay, okay, your daddy is not a liar, your daddy should be fine, right?"

"Yeah, mama is also super nice." Mengmeng's small body squeezed into Zi Yan's arms and acted coquettishly.

Amidst the laughter, they arrived at Ocean Park.

After getting out of the car, Zi Yan put on her peaked cap and lowered the brim of the cap.

This time, it was not because she was afraid that others would recognize her, but because she felt that the makeup on her face was too ugly.

Just entered Ocean Park.

The three sat on the Ferris wheel again. This time, Mengmeng was still in Zhang Han's arms, and Zi Yan and Zhang Han were also next to each other. When they reached a high place, the two women were still afraid, and Zi Yan's hands couldn't help but grabbed it. Zhang Han's arm and body gradually leaned over.

With Zhang Han coming to snuggle, she felt much better than last time.

In the afternoon, Mengmeng played very happily.

When I returned to the restaurant, it was almost half past five, and the restaurant had already started to be visited by people.

However, those who come very early are all non-members. Members don’t have to wait in line, and of course they don’t need to wait much in advance.

Zhang Han sent Ziyan and Mengmeng upstairs, then went out again and drove to Crescent Mountain.

I took two native chickens, a few eggplants and some cucumbers.

I plan to make braised chicken nuggets, cucumbers and eggplants in sauce at night.

After picking up the ingredients, when Zhang Han drove back to the restaurant, he couldn't help but shrink his eyes.

In front of the restaurant, all the 30 small chairs were filled, and there were nearly 20 people standing in a variety of ways. The number of people did not seem to be many, but standing in an area, it was also densely packed.

"so many people?"

Zhang Han was a little surprised, but he understood when he heard their words when he got off the car.

When these people saw Zhang Han, their eyes collectively looked over, and the people lining up at the back said anxiously: