Chapter 10: Child her mother attacked

Of course, yellow skin, dark eyes and black hair are also inherited the gene of Zhang Han's quality.....
Ok, really, the place where Meng Meng and Zhang Han are like, the eyebrows and the earlobe are very similar. This is the result that Zhang Han observed for a while.
Looking at the purple sable, her earlobe is relatively thin, and Zhang Han and Meng Meng are slightly rounded.
In addition to the exquisite face of the sable, her figure is also convex and slanted, S-shaped devil figure.
The 'convex' place is full and round, much better than when she just debuted in memory. The 'warping' place is more intriguing, as if it has a magical power, always attracting Zhang Han’s sight, and even let Zhang Han There is a feeling of wanting to swallow.
This woman, when she became a mother, has a better body and a more charm. The attraction to Zhang Han is really not small.
While Zhang Han was looking at the purple sable, Zi Yan was also looking at Zhang Han.
Seeing Zhang Han slightly with a trace of the pig brother's expression, Zi Yan's heart is smug.
Dead brains, let you take care of me with high cold, now it is not the original shape, oh!
However, Zhang Han's dress is clean and neat, and it makes the purple scorpion look a little bit. The last time I met in the apartment where Zhang Han lived, Zhang Hanjun's appearance made the purple singer's interest not to talk. Now, look the same as five years ago. However, the body of the body disappeared, and the more mature and steady, and the faint sex.
With Zi Yan's eyes, she prefers Zhang Han, not the rude one five years ago!
‘Hey, who likes him! ’
The purple eyes are scornful.
The two of them had big eyes and small eyes. No one spoke for a while, and the atmosphere on the field was slightly embarrassing.
"Don't you want to say something?" The purple scorpion is full of the beauty of the big one, with three points of reminder.
Zhang Hanruo said that it was okay, but now he didn't even talk about it, and he went from Xiangjiang to Shangjing overnight, and rushed back from Shangjing. He was still running because of Zhang Han. He didn't even say a word!
"What to say." Zhang Han answered.
Zi Yan was even more angry at the time, and she was very disappointed with Zhang Han.
She stood up and said with a sigh of relief: "Forget it, there is nothing to say to you, I am going to pick Emily away."
"Wait!" Zhang Han heard the words and got up quickly, three steps and two steps to the purple.
Originally with his temper, I want to say directly ‘Meng Meng is my daughter, and later with me! ’
But when it comes to his mouth, Zhang Han can't say it. He is certainly not a fool. If you say this, the woman in front will become a tigress in an instant!
So Zhang Han said in a tone of negotiation:
"Amount.... Are you not saying that let Meng Meng play with me for a week? Now is the fifth day."
"Meng Meng is mine, I want to know what to do, want you to manage?" Zi Yan declared sovereignty, said suddenly found the language error: "Hey, it is Emily."
Zi Yan said that he did not pay attention to Zhang Han, opened the bedroom door and went in.
"Ma Ma?" Meng Meng heard the voice, stumbled and opened her eyes, saw her mother appear in front of her eyes, the little princess is overwhelmed.
I didn't see it for five days. Zi Yan was also very missing for the little princess. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she gently embraced Meng Meng into her arms.
At this time, the expression of Zi Yan is very warm, exudes the brilliance of maternal love. The voice is more than 100 times softer than when talking to Zhang Han: "North nose, do you want to Ma Ma?"
"Think about it..." Meng Meng said happily, and pouted a small mouth and kissed her mouth in Zi Yan.
Zhang Han looked at the light makeup on the face of Zi Yan. He just wanted to remind him: "Don't kiss, kiss the foundation!"
It can be said to the mouth, or not to export, it may be because this warm picture can not bear to interrupt it.
The current Meng Meng is not entirely her own, she has her mother, and is still about to take away the cute mother.
Hey......
Zhang Han’s heart was a bit sad and sighed.
"Ma Ma came to pick you up, Fei Fei aunt is still waiting downstairs, we wear clothes to go home." Zi Yan said with a smile.
"Well, go home." Meng Meng happy holding his hands.
The furry toys in the house are still very missing.
Just, when you are dressed in a purple dress, your left hand drags your luggage and your right hand is holding Meng Meng to the door, Meng Meng reacts:
"Ma Ma, wait a minute, don't wear clothes yet."
"Your dad is better than him.....there is something, so Ma Ma will pick you up." Zi Yan thought about the shabu-shabu.
After Zhang Han heard the words, his lips squirmed and wanted to say, "I'm fine! Let Meng Meng stay!"
But this is not the case. Even if Zi Yan does not say, Zhang Han does have something to do.
I heard that Zhang Han did not follow, and the bright and clear eyes filled with tears for a second.
"Hey.....don't....I want to 爹哋....tog..."
Meng Meng twitched in her mother's arms, crying pear flowers with rain, stretching her little arms and asking her father for hugs.
Zhang Han’s heart trembled a little, and rushed forward to comfort Meng in his arms.
Dad comforted his daughter, which was a very warm picture, but the purple eyes were not a taste.
Only five days! She is so close to her father, can she take her away if she is long?
Zi Yan feels like this is a dangerous signal, she can not allow her daughter to be taken away by anyone! So she looked at Zhang Han with a threatening look.
Zhang Han shook his head helplessly and comforted: "Meng Meng, Dad really has something. Dad is going to find a territory in the next few days, and build a paradise for the cute Meng Meng, so that Meng Meng will always be with Dad. There are .....and my mother is together."
"Really? (Really?)"
"Of course, Dad will never lie to you." Zhang Han said with a chuckle.
"That.... What is the paradise? Is there a cute doll?" Meng Meng stopped crying, tears in her eyes, and a pitiful look.
Zhang Han wiped away the tears in his eyes and smiled. "Not only dolls, but also big houses, cute dogs, beautiful cats, lots of pets that can accompany you, and lots of delicious. Green food, there are lots of fun places."
"Yeah! Dogs, cats, cute, like!" Meng Meng said with a good voice.
"I like it, so Dad really has something to do. When you are busy, you will pick up Meng Meng."
Zi Yan looked at Zhang Han a few words will be sprouting, after a sigh of relief, the heart snorted again:
"Flower words, can really lie to children!"
However, this is the first time that Zi Yan saw Zhang Han's soft side. From his smile, he couldn't see the dullness and dead brain when he quarreled in the past few days.
"Okay, Emily, better than your dad, we have to go." Zi Yan re-holds the little princess in her arms.
"‘Put out (accent)’ bye.
Rao is so, the little princess still waved her hand.
"I am sending you."
Zhang Han silently picked up a slightly heavy salute.
After walking out of the door, looking at the sullen Meng Meng, Zhang Han smiled and touched her brain and said:
"After you sprout, you call my dad - Dad, not three sounds are four."
"Put it up?" Meng Meng is still young, the mouth is not clear, plus growing up in North America, English fluent, Chinese has just learned, mastery is not allowed.
"No." Zhang Han said with a strange face: "What you said is the dung, the meaning of the stool, is Dad looks like a beggar?"
In the face of Zhang Han's strange face, the little princess giggled.
"I feel quite like it." Zi Yan felt deeply and said with a smile: "North nose, you will call him ‘粑粑’ in the future, right or wrong, skunk.

"Giggle... skunk, stinky..."
In the laughter, several people came downstairs.
When I left, the little girl was still reluctant, and asked poorly:
"Ma Ma, when can I see you?"
"When he is busy," Zi Zi casually responded.
"When are you busy?" asked Meng Meng.
Hearing the question, Zhang Han wanted to say: "Dad is not busy."
But the result is still said: "Dad is going very fast, picking up when you are busy, you have to be at home."

It’s so cute.

After getting on the bus, Meng Meng stood by the back seat window, Zhang Han could not help but remind:
"Meng Meng! You have to remember that Dad gave you a name, not a foreigner."
This reminder provoked the purple eyes that did not look good.
"Know it..." Meng Meng crisply gave birth to an answer.
The car started, and gradually turned to the distance, Zhang Han stood in the same place, his eyes narrow, until the car disappeared into the field of vision, he only sighed and turned back to the hotel.
"Hey, did the guy give Emily a name?" Zhou Fei, who drove the car, snorted.
The last time I went to Shanghai to accompany Zi Yan and Zhang Han to see the first side, Zhang Han and Zi Yan quarreled the incident so that Zhang Han has been positioned as a scum male.
Moreover, it is still a scum male who can withstand a small temper!
"He is stubborn. He heard Emily's name quite unhappy, saying that his surname, Emily, must also be surnamed Zhang." Zi Yan said with a sigh of relief.
When she gave birth to a little princess and took her name, she subconsciously took Emily's nickname. She may have imagined to form a family with her child's biological father, but with the subsequent contact, she was disappointed, and her heart was a trace. Fantasy is also declared to be shattered.
"That guy thinks too much?" Zhou Fei's tone was slightly disdainful.

Uh huh!
Meng Meng heard that she was not happy. She said aloud:
Fifi is awkward and aunt, you are not allowed to say bad things!

This scene makes the purple a little bit strange.
The previous Meng Meng, but not so loud shouting! What is going on now?
Zhou Fei’s face was a disappointment:
"Well, don't you say that he is doing it? Emily, how do you learn to stay with him for a few days?"
"I, I don't call Emily." Meng Meng said.
"What are you calling?" Zhou Fei asked,
"My name is... Zhang Yumeng.. Meng Meng.. Meng Meng Meng!" The little princess said with a lovely small palm.
"Oh! The five big three thick people don't say that they can take a very feminine name." Zhou Fei smiled and shook his head.
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