The disabled Zhan Ye is the father of the child, he can't hide it!

Chapter 186 Young Master Zhan, Actually Afraid of His Wife
Not only did Zhan Xiaoting not let go of Tang Weiwei, but he hugged her even tighter.

He frowned and asked, "Why don't you wear shoes? Don't you know that now that the weather is getting colder, it's easy to catch cold if you step on the ground with bare feet?"

Tang Weiwei froze for a moment, then turned to look at her feet.

She just found out that An An was gone, she was so anxious that she didn't bother to put on her shoes. Now that Zhan Xiaoting was looking at her, her toes moved a little restlessly.

She was a little embarrassed and said, "I'm just too anxious!"

Zhan Yehan disagreed and said, "No matter what happens next time, the most important thing you should do is to take care of yourself."

"Got it, got it." Tang Weiwei blushed a little.

It turned out that Zhan Xiaoting was caring about himself. Just now he thought that if he beat him up, he must not let him know about it, otherwise he would definitely get angry again if he was so narrow-minded.

Fortunately, Zhan Xiaoting didn't seem to notice anything.

He looked at An An, and directed unceremoniously, "An An, can you go upstairs to help Dad and take off Mom's shoes?"

"Yes!" An An replied, and immediately ran upstairs to take off Tang Weiwei's shoes.

Zhan Xiaoting put Tang Weiwei on the sofa, then knelt on the ground with one leg, put her foot on top of his knee, then took the shoes and put them on for her with his own hands.

Tang Weiwei looked at the man in front of her, putting on her shoes exuding gentleness all over her body. At this moment...

Her heart was beating so fast it almost jumped out of her throat.

It wasn't until Zhan Xiaoting put on the two shoes for her and then put down her feet that she suddenly came back to her senses.

Zhan Xiaoting reminded, "Okay, remember to wear shoes from now on."

"Hmm..." Tang Weiwei's heartbeat was still fast, as if she had a heart attack. She didn't hear what he said at all, and just nodded indiscriminately.

After putting on her shoes, Zhan Xiaoting said, "Go wash up, you can eat soon."

After speaking, he returned to the kitchen.

And An An, like a little tail, followed immediately.

Tang Weiwei went to the bathroom absently, washed her face with cold water, and finally recovered herself.

She frowned, how could her heart beat so fast just now?Could it be that she was fighting against Xiao Ting...

no no no...

Tang Weiwei shook her head, thinking of the decision she made yesterday, she quickly put this thought behind her.

When she washed up and came to the dining room, Zhan Xiaoting and An An packed up the breakfast and served it to the dining table.

Seeing her coming, I immediately greeted her to come over for dinner.

When Tang Weiwei saw the porridge and fried dumplings, she seemed to be pretty good, but because of the lessons learned from the past, she basically didn't have any hope.

"Mom, why don't you eat?" An An asked suspiciously when she saw that Tang Weiwei hadn't moved her chopsticks.

When Zhan Xiaoting heard this, he also turned his head to look at her, and asked, "What's the matter? Does it taste bad?"

Tang Weiwei suddenly felt a tingling sensation in her scalp.

She felt that if she dared to answer truthfully, the end would be miserable. She shook her head and said, "No, I'm just afraid that it will be too hot, so I'll eat it now."

After the words fell, she closed her eyes, showing a face of death, and was ready to have breakfast.

She was already mentally prepared, no matter how bad the breakfast was, she couldn't show it.

After taking a bite, Tang Weiwei suddenly opened her eyes, and looked at Zhan Xiaoting with disbelief, "You did this?"

Zhan Xiaoting was expecting her answer in his heart, but he pretended to be indifferent and asked casually, "Yes, how does it taste?"

"Not bad!" Tang Weiwei commented sincerely.

Although this porridge is not extremely delicious, it is quite satisfactory, and even because of the hard work, it will make people feel warm when eating.

Compared with the bowl of wontons that Zhan Xiaoting made at the resort before, it was a world of difference.

Tang Weiwei took another sip of porridge.

Because of the previous comparison, this ordinary porridge suddenly became a delicacy from mountains and seas.

She couldn't hold back her curiosity and asked, "How did your cooking skills improve so quickly?"

With her affirmation, Zhan Xiaoting's eyes suddenly flashed a hint of imperceptible pride, "What do you mean my cooking skills have improved so fast? My cooking skills have never been worse than that of my elder brother. Last time I was at the resort, I just showed my cooking skills. It's just out of order."

So don't think that the eldest brother is a warm man who will help her with housework, so just turn your heart over there, and you are also good.

Before Tang Weiwei could speak, An An leaned into her ear and whispered, "Mom, Dad is lying. He ate all those unpalatable dumplings and porridge."

As he said that, he showed a bit of grievance and said, "Besides, he even asked me to eat with him. It's really unpalatable."

An An thought he spoke in a low voice, but Zhan Xiaoting, who was sitting next to him, could hear him clearly.

His face suddenly darkened.

"An'an..." Zhan Xiaoting looked unkindly at An'an who took him down.

An An shrank her neck and got into Tang Weiwei's arms.

"Young Master Zhan, you...puchi..."

Tang Weiwei was about to speak for An An, but when her eyes came into contact with Zhan Xiaoting, she couldn't help herself, and burst out laughing.

She thought of Zhan Xiaoting waking up early in the morning and making one after another breakfast, but it turned out to be unpalatable, and he ate it all by himself with a dark face.

It's hard to make a normal taste, but you have to pretend in front of yourself that you are born to be a chef, and you feel completely different from his usual cold and abstinence.

But this kind of Zhan Xiaoting made her heart feel weak.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhan Xiaoting's face became even uglier.

Tang Weiwei stopped laughing, and then said to him very seriously, "I just think that you like this are like a high-ranking god, and suddenly descended to the earth, I can get very close to you."

The trace of anger in Zhan Xiaoting's heart was immediately soothed by her.

His expression softened, and he asked, "What did you have for breakfast? Why did you become so talkative all of a sudden?"

"What I said is true!" Tang Weiwei said sincerely.

Zhan Xiaoting's hair was smoothed smoothly.

"This time, let you go first!" He gave An An a warning look.

An An is not afraid of him at all now.

"Mom, do you know why Dad didn't dare to scold me just now?" He raised his face and asked mysteriously.

Tang Weiwei asked curiously while eating breakfast, "Why?"

"Because..." An An said firmly, "Dad, he is afraid of his wife!"

Zhan Xiaoting, "..."

Tang Weiwei, "..."

"Son, who gave you such an illusion?" Tang Weiwei asked with a black line on her face while she supported her forehead.

(End of this chapter)