Chapter: 4487

Zi Yan nodded her forehead lightly, and came to the side of the castle with Zhang Han. She didn't change her clothes. She was wearing looser casual clothes, got on the little panda car, and headed to school.

When receiving Mengmeng, the little girl was still so lively.

"Mom, I received twenty love letters today. Those little brats always want to chase after them when they have nothing to do, hmph."

"Then have you read those love letters?" Zhang Han asked casually.

"No, I'm too lazy to look at those." Mengmeng sat in the back seat and replied with her long legs dangling.

"Always call other people little brats, as if you are not the same."

Zi Yan smiled slightly, and stroked Mengmeng's messy hair.

"I'm not a brat, I've grown up, I can still explore, none of them have it, and I can also fireball and fire whip." Mengmeng pouted at Zi Yan: "Mom, you don't even know how to do it." , you only know how to fly swatter."

"That's the Sea Moon Fan."

Zi Yan's forehead went black: "I named them all."

"It's very similar to a fly swatter." Mengmeng added.

"Who said that? It's obviously a fan." Zi Yan couldn't help stretching out her palm and pinching Mengmeng's soft face.

"Oh, mom, why do you always pinch people and want domestic violence? Dad, mom always bullies me."

"Cough, what can we do?" Zhang Han replied immediately: "Be patient, didn't you also say that our two people with the same surname are not her opponents with the same surname?"

"Forehead?"

Mengmeng was stunned, and after two seconds, she muttered indistinctly: "Well, that's it."

"Look at what you two said, it seems like I'm bullying you." Zi Yan rolled her eyes angrily.

"Hee hee hee."

Mengmeng immediately laughed, hugged Ziyan's arm, and the two chatted.

The results quickly became one, and the opinions reached a consensus:

It seems that I haven't gone shopping for a long time. I went to the mall this Saturday to buy a new batch of clothes.

After dinner in the restaurant, Zhang Han went to refine the spirit weapon under the Leiyang tree. Mengmeng grabbed the little one and played with Dahei and Xiaohei in the magic park for a while before returning to the castle to do homework and play games.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Mengmeng ran to the balcony, saw Zhang Han was still there, jumped forward, landed steadily, and ran to the front:

"Dad, why don't you go to bed? It's been so long, are you tired? Shall I get you a glass of water? Or drink fruit juice?"

"ha......"

Zhang Han laughed happily: "Dad is not tired, there are still a few minutes to go, you go to bed first, you have to get up for school tomorrow."

"No, I'll wait for Dad to go upstairs together." Mengmeng muttered.

After ten seconds of calm, a series of questions began:

"Dad, are you refining weapons?"

"Whose are they all? Is there mine in it?"