It can be said that Zi Yan is almost fallen now, otherwise she would not interlock with Zhang Han's ten fingers and let him hold her hand.

Waking up every morning, seeing Zhang Han's figure makes her feel at ease, eating the food he cooks makes her feel warm, and listening to him speak softly, and seeing him is also handsome, the more she looks, the more pleasing to the eye, he is more handsome than just meeting him A lot, come back to eat together at night, listen to him tell stories with Mengmeng before going to bed, this kind of life fascinates Zi Yan.

Hearing Zi Yan's words, Zhang Han felt what she meant, and when he was about to say something, a voice of surprise suddenly sounded from the side.