Godly Stay-Home Dad

When the first rays of the sun illuminate the entire land, Wang Zhanpeng couldn’t help but whispered:

"The elders, how many formations do you realize? Is it a thorough study of the hundred maps?"

Wang Zhanhong followed closely and took the stinky foot: "It should be that a hundred-hour picture of one-time optimism is really powerful. I feel that today's elders can start a thousand-figure map."

"The level of the road is at the level of the elders, and we need to look up." Wang Ming whispered.

They didn't have long contact with the elders, but they learned a lot of knowledge in the voice, and the elders know a lot.

What is important is that the elders' squad is not as arrogant as Zhang Han, and they can understand what they say, not as incomprehensible as Zhang Han said.

Coupled with the hundred-figure map, it was originally the lowest-level map in Zhang Hankou. I want to come to the elders.

In the voice of Wang Zhanpeng's several people.

The elders’ face suddenly changed, and it seemed to be a return to the gods. The eyes were clear, and they thought about their questioning. They looked at each other and then they solidified, and eventually they became erratic.

"Hey, cough, how much do you realize?"

The elders suddenly looked at Wang Zhanpeng.

"Say it out, I have spent so much time, only thirty-seven."

"How many?"

The voice of the elders is awkward.

"Thirty-seven, what happened? Is it... too low?"

Wang Zhanpeng said with some hesitation.

"How much are you?" The elders looked at Wang Zhanhong.

"I am only twenty-eight."

The elder's eyelids trembled.

At this time, everyone feels different.

Wang Ming grinds down and asks: "How much do you realize of the elders?"

"I, I... this is mainly to see the savvy." The elders in the eyes of the elders have some dodge, but in less than a second, they have become firm: "Not too much, mostly. It’s not early, go to rest first.”

The elders said their voice and did not give them a chance. They turned and went straight.

"most......"

Wang Zhanpeng’s mouth trembled a few times, and finally spit out a sentence: “The elders are still very powerful, and the first time they will be able to understand more.”

When they said that they looked at the back of the elders, I saw that his body had been said after Wang Zhanpeng said this, and then the pace was accelerated.

If you change your personal, you may feel that they feel a bit of a waste, but the elders are more stable.

The fact is also true. The elders returned to the villa without changing their colors. After entering the door, their faces fell, and they leaned back against the door and spit out a long breath:

"what happened?"

“How can I have more than half of it?”

"It’s only thirty-six, it’s too shameful!"

"Is my channel really bad to this point?"

"How can I even compare Wang Zhanpeng?"

"Ugh......"

In an instant, the elders have some doubts about their lives.

Standing in front of the door, like a little girl who lost love.

It’s so uncomfortable to say.

As everyone knows, for the first time, the Hundred Days map is not too much. Like him, the next day may be more than sixty. On the third day, eighty or ninety, his foundation is very good. Zhang Han is expected to be around ten days. Can understand the hundred maps.

But now the great elder, he doesn't know.

At about six o'clock, Zhang Han, who was sweating, stood up from the bedroom of his arm and walked to the bathroom.

"call......"

"Want to achieve undead, a long road."

"It is also tormenting people. The degree of pain in the devil skin may be the most powerful in history."

"Tonight, I am trying to get the legs to practice."

Zhang Han was sinking and taking a quick shower.

What makes Zhang Han unbearable is really uncommon. Success is not accidental. If you want to have stronger strength than others, you must also bear more pain and effort from others. Of course, the opportunity is also very important. Ten inches of tiantian, knowledge Hai Lei, these things against the sky can be obtained without hard work.

After the shower, Zhang Han whispered back to the bedroom and opened the door to find out that the purple cicada had already woken up.

"Husband..."

She seemed to be unhappy, her eyes were red, and she was distressed in the depths of her heart. When she saw Zhang Han coming in, she grinned and cried.

"Hey, what happened to my wife?"

Zhang Han was shocked and hurriedly walked down, bent down and hugged her, and attached her head to her neck, gently touching:

"Don't cry, what happened and my husband said..."

An opening, the tears of the purple scorpion fell down in a slap in the air, and Zhang Han's neck was wet in a few seconds.

"Don't cry, don't cry, Oh, hey, what's the sad thing and my husband said, isn't it that I didn't sleep in bed at night? Are you not happy? Then I will accompany you every night? I... ”

Zhang Han whispered, and the purple scorpion still didn't get better.

It’s said that a woman is made of water. It’s true that Zi Yan’s crying for more than three minutes, she said in a sad mood:

"I heard."

"Who said that you are bad?" Zhang Han brows wrinkled, it is reasonable to say that no one will be arrogant.

As a daughter-in-law, she is very good at her work and her parents are very satisfied.

In the identity of her daughter, the father-in-law will not say anything about her. In the identity of the hostess of Xinyueshan, she is friendly, who can say one?

If there is, Zhang Han dare to kill him directly.

But in fact it is not what he thinks.

The purple cicada is sobbing, the tone is very sad:

"I heard your voice, my husband, is it very painful, don't be so painful, we don't practice."

"Ah?" Zhang Han looked stiff: "This..."

Was it she heard the voice of her own practice?

Pain? There was no pain in the whole process. It was time to end the practice. Zhang Han quickly shocked a wave and unconsciously issued an instinctive cry.

Coincidentally, I was heard by Zi Yan. Should she see the door that she no longer sees at night? Because only then, his consciousness was a little vague, and he did not notice the movement outside.

Seeing her sad appearance, Zhang Han knew that she was really distressed.

But also helpless.

Strength is the fundamental factor in solving troubles. To give families a carefree life, it also depends on the foundation of strength.

"Okay, don't cry."

Zhang Han was also moved, while gently patted the purple arm, while softly said:

"I am only practicing a difficult method of practice, and then it will be like this when it is about to end today. Don't worry, it will end soon. At that time, I can sleep for you again, and the trouble of Feng Xuege is also solved. Yes, right? It’s been these days...”

After a few minutes of squatting, the mood of Zi Yan was better. She took Zhang Han and did not let go. After Zhang Han went to bed, the two whispered to each other in the ear.

Fortunately, Zhang Han is not a steel straight man, and he laughed at Zixiao in ten minutes.

In the end, Zhang Han explained it all, and told her to reduce the pain of the exercises by n times, which made her feel relieved.

I thought about it for a while, and after I finished the purple, I didn’t take a few minutes, and Meng Meng woke up.

Sit up and smack a little mouth:

"Hemp."

"I, I am dreaming."

"Haha." Seeing the cute little look, Zhang Han stretched out his left hand, scraped it down at the tip of her nose, and finally hugged it in his arms. He smiled and asked, "What dreams do you do?"

"I dreamed that we would go to the high and high Ferris wheel, and that **** and black and black, and small and small, are also on it."

"It is like this."

Zhang Han said with a funny smile:

"Then we go to Ocean Park today? With big black, black, and little."

"amount?"

Meng Meng slightly glimpsed.

The dream is to be true.

"Okay."

Meng Meng dances in Zhang Han’s arms:

"Oh, it’s best, it’s super good! What?...”

"Oh..." The purple scorpion didn't hold back and laughed twice. Then he looked positive: "Hey, I know you kissed me, and even Ma Ma didn't kiss."

"Ma Ma kiss."

Meng Meng sent her own pink mouth and kissed a few mouthfuls on the cheeks.

So today's formation has been booked.

When Zhang Han was making breakfast, he called Zhao Feng, so Zhao Feng called Luo Chengwen.

As a result, at nine o'clock in the morning, a group of five cars came to the Peak Park in Ocean Park.

There are three black fighters, this is their family's playground, want to play what to play, do not line up, the speed is also a lot faster, about three o'clock in the afternoon to return to the Crescent Moon.

At this time, the elders are already in the back hill, standing on the front side of the hundred-figure map, have been studying, and the progress is very fast, which makes him regain a little confidence.