Godly Stay-Home Dad

"A bad Fifi aunt, you are not allowed to say me!"

Zhang Han didn't have any expression, but Meng Meng was not happy. She looked angry at Zhou Fei.

"You are a small traitor!" Zhou Fei did not look at her eyes and took back the words that wanted to continue to ridicule Zhang Han.

"Okay, Xiaofei, don't make trouble."

Zi Yan gave her a look, took off her headgear and sunglasses, spread the long hair on the top of her head and shook her head.

Long hair fluttering, coupled with her eye-catching appearance, makes Zhang Han look at it.

‘It’s really beautiful. ’

Zhang Han heart whispered involuntarily.

"Wow, Ma Ma is beautiful." The little princess said with a milky voice, I don't know when she can take a long hair.

"You are also very beautiful." Zi Yan smiled and touched the head of Meng Meng, and looked at Zhang Han and said: "Let's go upstairs. Upstairs is the place where Meng Meng and I still live in Zhou Fei. In addition to Wang Hao’s room, there are two rooms. You can live in one of them today.”

"Ok."

Zhang Han nodded and followed the purple to the upstairs.

The second floor is not small, there is a large living room, and the mesh fence is installed on the lower side of the handrail of the stairs, and the stairs are also carpeted.

"Hey, let's let you sprout."

As soon as I went upstairs, Meng Meng swayed back and forth in Zhang Han’s arms.

After Meng Meng stood on the ground, her expression was very happy, and she ran forward excitedly. On the sofa were all small dolls, and there were many toys on the front coffee table.

"Hey, come on."

Meng Meng led Zhang Han to share her toys one by one.

"Wow, this is so beautiful, ah, this big tiger is so scary, what is this? Mickey Mouse?" Zhang Hanluo exaggerated tone and Meng Meng play.

Meng Meng giggled and kept saying: "Beautiful? It's not like Meng Meng, I tell you, this tiger will bite, you see... 粑粑This is not Mickey Mouse. Yes, this is Donald Duck, it’s so stupid..."

"Cut, I really want to marry a child!" Zhou Fei snorted and muttered at the door of the back room.

"You, you can't say it in front of you in the future, now Meng Meng and him are good." The purple cicada who changed clothes inside said.

"Sister."

Zhou Fei walked into the house, closed the door, and whispered, "How do you let the guy come?"

Zi Yan gave a slight glimpse and replied: "Because Meng Meng cried so badly, I let him come up."

There may be only a few reasons for Meng Meng crying, and most of the reason is because Zi Yan saw Zhang Han doing things for Meng Meng, saw his change, and saw a strong fatherly love in him.

He is really doing his best for Meng Meng.

I didn't expect to see you for many days. Zhang Han was so fond of Meng Meng, maybe this is because the blood is thicker than the water.

"Sister Sister, this can't be done!" Zhou Fei said with a nervous tone: "Let the guy and Meng Meng have been in contact for a long time. What should he do if he snatches Meng Meng? You have to work for a long time, let that If you guys are guilty, you can't do it. You think, if he finds a stepmother for Meng Meng in the future, the stepmother may not buy it if he is not a biological one!"

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of the purple eyes condensed.

My heart began to think about it, and my mind drifted through the picture of Meng Meng’s mother, and she couldn’t help but say:

"No! I definitely don't allow this to happen!"

"Oh, yes." Zhou Fei’s eyes turned and said: "There is a way to do it!"

"What is the way?" Zi Yan asked.

"I can't do it. You can sacrifice it with your sister, and you can get together with the guy outside, so that you are both a cute parent, you have no worries!" Zhou Fei said with a grin.

"What do you say?"

Zi Yan pushed her a little, and turned a blank eye and said: "I don't like his kind of dead brain."

The prince Charming in her heart is a gentleman who is both handsome and gentle, but also versatile and talented.

Zhang Han couldn't beat the prince of the white horse in her heart.

"I think so too, he is not as good as the Li Gongzi." Zhou Fei deeply nodded with approval.

"Don't say it."

Ziyan brows slightly wrinkled, and she was disgusted with the kind of flowers and flowers of Li Gongzi.

Changed to a relaxed pajamas, walked out of the bedroom and saw the joy of Meng Meng and Zhang Han playing.

After forcing the little princess into the bedroom, after changing her pajamas, she let go of her hand and rushed out and sneaked out with Zhang Han.

If it is in peacetime, this home will not be very embarrassing, even the little princess will sleep at this time, but because of the arrival of Zhang Han, this family has suddenly become active.

The living room is full of cute milk bells, and occasionally Zhang Han's hearty laughter, even Wang Hao in the downstairs bedroom can be heard.

Until 11:30 in the evening, the little princess was happy, but Zi Yan was serious about letting her go to sleep.

"Hey! Bad Ma Ma, Meng Meng has not played enough yet." The little princess said angrily.

In the face of Meng Meng no move, Zi Yan directly to Zhang Han, under Zhang Han's persuasion, the little princess agreed to go to sleep, but let 粑粑 give a story.

So Zhang Han walked into the purple and cute bedroom.

Meng Meng is a small bed. The purple bed is a normal bed. The bed has a size, but it has a characteristic that there are many hairy dolls on the bed.

It seems that Zi Yan has a girl heart.

Zhang Han smiled faintly.

After telling Meng Meng a story for a while, she fell asleep.

Gently cover the cute little quilt, Zhang Han walked out lightly.

Just opened the door, I heard a few angry words in the living room:

"The song was selected. I went to the production department. As a result, people said that the quality of the song is not good. It will not cost a lot of resources and energy to shoot the MV. It is only a simple shooting of the ordinary MV. It is really mad at me! Later I went looking for it. The old witch, what is the result? She ignores it and says something: If you suspect the quality of the company's MV, then you should pay for the good team! What is the name of this? Are we not the company? Have you been an artist?"

The purple brow furrowed slightly and whispered: "Tomorrow, I will go to the beautiful sister and say something."

"Sister, you are useless, you are not favored by the old witch, and people are telling the truth. The quality of this song is really bad. Or else you are considering the album?"

"Without the album, there is no chance to continue to carry it." Zi Yan shook his head slightly.

She can see it a bit. The company doesn't plan to spend resources on her for the time being. It may be because the star is not good enough, or because Li Cheng Li Gongzi is stalking, but no matter what, the result is purple. She will not get any resources recently.

Instead of this, it is better to make an album straightforward.

Although the quality of the album song is a bit worse, it can also awaken people's memories of her, and Zi Yan believes that she has so many fans still love to wear her!

"Out of the album?" Zhang Han sat on the side of the sofa, looked at the purple eyes and said: "You are not from the singer to the movie star? How to release the album?"

"I haven't appeared in people's vision for five years. It's not like that. Isn't this what you care about?" Zihan said, Zhang Han said.

"amount......"

Zhang Han was a slogan.

This woman always talks to herself and eats the same guns!

"The song of your album is not good, or else..."

Zhang Han’s words have not been finished yet, and the face of Zi Yan is a cold, saying: “I don’t want to take care of my things!”

After the purple scorpion finished, he got up and went to the bedroom.

Look at her expression screaming.

"Cut, talk, deserve it!" Zhou Fei said with a grin, twisting her way to her bedroom.

Zhang Han brows slightly wrinkled and got up and went downstairs.

Mutter on the stairs:

"It's a good heart to be a liver and lung. If you are not a cute mom, I can't bother to ask you."

Zhang Han himself is kind. The development track of this world is slightly different from that of the previous world. Some star figures did not appear at all, but their works, Zhang Han, are familiar, and he also knows about music, so copy those songs. Not difficult.

I thought about helping a little, but people didn't have that interest at all, and Zhang Han didn't feel the need to have a cold face.

But Zi Yan knows the thoughts of Zhang Han.

The last time I quarreled, Zi Zi remembered that she was very clear. She thought that Zhang Han’s words were not finished. I wanted to say: If you are not, you will simply retreat, what is the meaning of a screenplay?

Zi Yan’s subconscious mind did not want to talk to Zhang Han about such a discourse, but also disliked such a topic, so that it was interrupted coldly.

Even after returning to the bed in the bedroom, the purple snoring whispered a few words.

It’s nothing more than a word like “Bastard! Dead brains, stinky temper!”.

Zhang Han walked into the bedroom arranged downstairs. It was like a hotel layout. There was a separate bathroom. The bedding and other items were also new. Zhang Han took off his clothes and lay down on the bed to play with the mobile phone. Soon it was heavy. Got to sleep.

Originally, he thought that he was unwilling to stay here. His identity was also awkward. He was not a sable husband, and he had a child with a purple sable. In this case, he felt a bit awkward when he stayed at the Ziyan home for the night.

But he wants to go out and play with Meng Meng the next day, so he will endure to stay here.

Eight o'clock the next morning.

Wang Juan has prepared breakfast, the style is relatively simple, there are sweet potato and purple scent like sweet potato porridge, a plate with six or seven boiled eggs, some supermarkets buy bags of milky little steamed buns and a little pickles.

Zhang Han sat on the first floor of the living room and watched TV casually. He got up at six o'clock, but there was no movement upstairs. Until eight o'clock, the two adults and Meng Meng, who were stupid, came down.

"Hey!"

Meng Meng ran and jumped and rushed over, into the arms of Zhang Han, a look of happiness.

This is the first time she saw the picture of 粑粑 and Ma Ma when she got up.

"Hey, it’s really a small traitor. Since I met the guy, even Aunt Feifei didn’t kiss, oh." Zhou Fei looked like a vinegar.