Chapter 246: I’m going to have a birthday.

"Ok"
The purple arms are naturally surrounded by Zhang Han's neck. When I found this awkward movement, the purple eyes were red and the head was hidden in Zhang Han's chest.
"Haha."
Zhang Han smiled very openly, so he slid over the chair with one side running purple.
At this time, the long hair of the purple scorpion is like a waterfall, vertically downwards, and is gently blown back by the gentle wind, which is beautiful.
This scene has gradually attracted the attention of many people.
Some people are very envious, from the purple body and a little face leaking, she is definitely a beauty, envious of the man can have a beautiful girlfriend.
Some people feel warm, such a boyfriend like a princess holding his girlfriend to play roller skating, what kind of experience is this?
Experience? That must be the first to have the power to hold!
And some people feel romantic, they think the picture of this scene is beautiful.
Of course, this beautiful standard is a handsome niece. If you change to an ugly male ugly girl, it can be said to be romantic, but not aesthetic. The two beautiful words are based on the value of the face, whether it is human or material.
Many of them who are playing roller skating are cheering:
"Hey!"
"Wow! Princess holding a roller skating, double-clicking six or six six!"
"so amazing!"
"Handsome!"
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As everyone knows, people's spurs let the red glow on the face of Zi Yan spread to the earlobe. If she looks up, the expression is already beautiful.
"Yeah, you let me down, it makes people laugh." Ziyan pulled out his left hand and turned it into a powder punch. He gently hit the part of Zhang Han’s chest.
This can't help Zhang Han inexplicably think of a sentence: Hey! Small fists hammer your chest!
Zhang Han thinks that if Zi Yan makes such a delicate look, it would be drunk to death in a screaming voice!
hiss!
Think about it, Zhang Han almost got goose bumps, but in fact, impossible.
That kind of blame, generally only exists in fantasy, or a specific situation, of course not not, the world is not surprising!
Women are fickle, have a gentle side, have a sloppy side, have an unreasonable side, of course, there will be embarrassing times, just do not know if the purple will have such a time, Zhang Han There is still a sense of expectation in my heart, and I look forward to seeing the scene of Zixiao's shyness.
Thinking about it, Zhang Han came to a bench.
"Don't, don't let me down!" Zi Yan snorted.
Zhang Hanwen said that the purple cicada was placed on the chair, and the gentle movement made the purple cicada feel full of care.
After the purple scorpion sat down, Zhang Han first went under a chair a dozen meters away, took the two men's shoes over, changed the shoes, the two sat here, no one spoke, quietly, warm.
Two minutes later.
"you."
"I."
Very open at the same time as the dog's blood.
When I saw it, I couldn’t help but laugh. I grinned and smiled. I looked at Zhang Han with a clear beauty and didn’t speak.
Zhang Han chuckled and said: "The last time I talked to my sister about Meng Meng's birthday, I remembered the problem of the account. Where is her account? And the name has not changed, and me."
"You?" A glimpse of the purple eyes, the eyes slightly stunned.
What does he mean by this? Turning around and saying that he wants to add him to his account? Three people in one account, forming a family? Is he asking for marriage?
"You want to be beautiful!"
"Ah?" Zhang Han suddenly stopped, how did Zi Zi refuse to do so?
"I don't care, I can't do it now." Zi Yan snorted and said: "You and Meng Meng and I have been in contact for more than a month. Now I want to register, I don't agree, I have to examine you for a while, who? Know if you are wearing it now, will it become a scum man in the future."
"This" Zhang Han looked at Zi Yan with a smile.
I thought about it and I understood the idea of ​​Zi Yan. He actually wanted to ask Meng Meng’s birthday and change his name. However, although he did not agree with Zi Zi’s attitude and discourse, he only had a window paper. the distance.
Zhang Han shook his head and said: "Is that cute name changed first? And when is her birthday?"
"The name will be like this first. When the account is moved to Xiangjiang, she will say her birthday, the lunar calendar is October 27, and the solar calendar is December 13." Zi Yan replied.
When she finished, she stared at Zhang Han, and her beautiful eyes were not ashamed, as if she was reminding me.
"Oh, October 27, there will be a month and a half or so." Zhang Han’s eyes glimpsed, and he was already thinking about what birthday gift to send.
After that, Zhang Han was silent and did not ask anything.
This made the purple eyes gradually hang up the dissatisfied color, she stood up suddenly and snorted:
"Go buy ice cream."
After she finished, she went straight to the mall and made a gesture that she did not want to pay attention to Zhang Han.
"amount?"
Zhang Han stunned and then laughed.
This is my own birthday without asking her, and it is the dissatisfaction of the goddess!
Smiled, Zhang Han picked up the roller skating shoes, but he did not intend to ask Zi Yan, sometimes, surprises will bring very good results.
I bought a lot of ice cream with very different ice flavors and went back upstairs.
Zhang Han put the roller skates on the side of the shoe rack and went up the second floor. Two little guys sat on the sofa and played with toys, not running.
"Hey, it’s been more than an hour since I bought ice cream for a long time, hehe."
Although there are outsiders, Zhou Fei really can't help it, grinning.
"Understand, understand." Wang Jiawen looked at Zhang Han and leaked a look that was meaningful and understood by men.
In his view, when the husband of Zi Yan, Mr. Zhang must be very blessed, Zi Yan is so enchanting, his face is so delicate and beautiful, as a man, he certainly understands.
Moreover, he also knows that Zixiao has just returned from a business trip, and that he is not happy to take a new marriage.
It was purple, and when I saw Wang Jiawen's expression, my heart was dry.
What do you want?
Purple licked his mouth and glanced at Zhou Fei. "We just played for a while."
"The skating team, hehe."
Zhou Fei had a vivid expression of 'You are playing skating on the bed', but she was also joking. Naturally, I knew that the two could not develop into bed so soon. My sister is very conservative.
"Ice cream! I want to eat two!" Wang Yizhen can not care, and the eyes are dedicated to the food bag in the hands of the purple.
"Well, I, I will eat one." Meng Meng whispered a small mouth, every time she took her out, only let one eat it, right, not one, every time I licked it. One bite, hehe.
Zi Yan gave everyone ice cream, and the rest of the man put it in the refrigerator.
After eating ice cream, time came to ten o'clock in the evening. This time, Wang Jiawen would bring Wang Yiqi back, and the little guy was not unhappy.
"Meng Meng worship, Zhang Shushu worship, purple aunt worship, that week, Auntie worship." Wang Yiyi said hello, agreed to find a cute play in a few days, then left.
After they left, Zi Yan glanced at the time and said: "I went to the bedroom to clean up the clothes, Meng Meng, you are playing for a little while, and we will sleep when we are finished."
"Know it." Meng Meng answered very well.
Zixiao smiled and got up and walked into the bedroom. Her clothes were covered with the whole wardrobe. The wardrobe was the size of the whole wall. It was six meters long. It is no exaggeration to say that there are at least two hundred pieces of clothes inside. There are also quite a few, and it is necessary to visually clean up the clothes of several suitcases.
Zi Yan entered the house to clean up, Zhang Han sat on the sofa, patted the arm of the next week, whispered: "Do you know the birthday of Zi Yan?"
"Birthday? Hey." Zhou Fei browed and said: "What good is it to tell you?"
"What do you want to give you what you want." Zhang Han smiled lightly.
"Then I am so embarrassed, I have to give it to you." Zhou Fei said with a smile.
"Then I will send you a car, as you choose, how much does it matter, how?" Zhang Han said casually.
"Ah, really, ah, happy." Zhou Fei grinned: "Then first count you owe me a car, I will be in the future, I will tell you that birthday."
During the speech, Zhou Fei swayed and whispered in Zhang Han’s ear: "What is the timing you asked, a few days is the birthday of my sister, she is the fifteenth of the lunar calendar, and the ID card is ten. Month twenty-six."
"That's coming soon." Zhang Han eyes a glimpse.
Purple is a birthday, he seems to be preparing for it.