Chapter: 445

"There's one here." Zi Yan glanced, and there was a chicken wing in the corner of the plate. She picked it up directly with chopsticks, handed it to Zhang Han's bowl, and said at the same time: "You have worked very hard, eat A piece of chicken wing."

"I do not need..."

Zhang Han chuckled, and when he was about to say something, Zhou Fei stared at Zi Yan and Zhang Han's faces, and said in an exaggerated tone:

"Wow! Isn't it? I'm still here, why do I seem to be blocked by you? Are you showing affection to the point of ignoring everything? Tsk tsk, it seems that you were in Crescent Mountain this morning..."

"Zhou Fei!" Zi Yan put the chicken wings in Zhang Han's bowl, turned her head and glared at Zhou Fei, and said, "If you don't want to eat, go downstairs and stay!"

"Oh! Are you starting to chase people away? It seems that my light bulb is not popular." Zhou Fei was not afraid at all, and joked with raised eyebrows.

"You're talking nonsense, I...I'll sew your mouth shut!" Zi Yan snorted lightly.

"Hmph, Aunt Smelly Feifei, sew your big mouth shut." Mengmeng muttered indistinctly because there was meat in her mouth.

"Let's eat." Zhang Han smiled lightly.

"Good guy, your family of three ganged up to bully people, woo woo woo... Pity me, Zhou Fei, who is weak, why didn't Lily come, and I don't have a helper, so I will be bullied." Zhou Fei made a strange face, and when she saw Zi Yan put down her chopsticks and was about to make a move, she quickly turned into a smiling face and said: "Eat, brother-in-law's chicken is really delicious, hehehe."

After saying that, she started to eat on her own, but seeing Zi Yan and Zhang Han getting closer, Zhou Fei was still very happy.

If Zhang Han was the down-and-out, unmotivated scumbag she heard before returning to China, then Zhou Fei would definitely be disgusted, but she didn't expect Zhang Han to be so good, and the most important thing is to be super nice to Mengmeng. Zhou Fei thinks the original match is better, the three of them together is the best.

Zhang Han didn't eat the chicken wings in the bowl, but when Mengmeng finished eating the chicken wings, he put the chicken wings into Mengmeng's bowl again.

"No, just eat it."

But who knows, the little guy's attitude is firm, Zhang Han has no choice but to put the chicken wings back and eat by himself.

In fact, Zhang Han didn't like chicken wings very much, but for Mengmeng, chicken wings and drumsticks were the best places to eat.

After lunch, Zhang Han drove Zi Yan and Zhou Fei to the airport.

When she was about to get off the car, Mengmeng started crying in Ziyan's arms, she didn't want Mama to go out, she couldn't be coaxed no matter what, Zhang Han was in a hurry.

Zi Yan also had a look of helplessness, and it took more than ten minutes of coaxing Mengmeng to stop crying.

Seeing that the flight time was approaching, Zi Yan and Zhou Fei got off the car and reluctantly left, the cute little tears were about to come out again.

"Stop crying, Mengmeng, your mother will be back in a few days." Zhang Han said with a light sigh.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow..." Mengmeng pouted and was about to cry again.

"Okay, okay, Mengmeng don't cry, isn't Mengmeng the most obedient, don't cry, then dad will take you to the amusement park now, okay?" Zhang Han was quick to think, and quickly diverted Mengmeng's attention.

"Well?"

Sure enough, when it came to going to the amusement park, Mengmeng stopped crying. She blinked her big clear eyes and whispered, "Should we go now?"

"Yes, let's go now, but Mengmeng can't cry, wipe away the tears."

"Well, Mengmeng doesn't cry anymore." Mengmeng stretched out her little hand obediently, wiping away the teardrops from the corners of her eyes.

"Then dad will take you to the amusement park, do you want to sing a song to dad?" Zhang Han continued to divert Mengmeng's attention.

"Okay." Mengmeng's voice was still a little dull.

But under Zhang Han's adjustment, after singing a few songs, the car was full of laughter again.