Sweet wife, don't make trouble, we won't divorce

Chapter 397

Being fooled by Zhan Moxiao, Ou Lan was in a bad mood. It seemed that she had indeed held his arm when the wind was blowing.

Shit, there is such a disease in this world, allergies to the opposite sex?
Seeing that the girl was convinced of his lies, Zhan Moxiao curled his lips in satisfaction, pulled her over and hugged her again, "So, Liufeng is not suitable for dating and marriage at all, you don't want to marry her in the future." Don't worry about it anymore, let Mi Ke stop the loss in time, huh?"

Olan nodded slowly.

Oh, what a wonderful thing!
At this moment, Zhan Lingtuo ran into the dining room and saw that the biscuit box in Ou Lan's hand was empty, so he couldn't help asking angrily, "Ou Xiaolan, didn't you say that your roommate gave these biscuits to Liu Feng? Eat it with Dad? You obviously don't want to give it to me, you abused the child!"

Ou Lan, "..."

Shit, I can't argue with anyone!
She hurriedly smiled and took Zhan Lingtuo's little hand, "Baby, listen to me, it was indeed given to Liufeng by my roommate Mi Ke, but your father said that Liufeng is allergic to biscuits, so we gave it to you." have eaten."

"Then why don't you save some for me?"

"Isn't it just a broken biscuit? You are usually rich and well-fed, and you are still greedy for this little thing?"

"The meaning is different. Parents steal food and don't leave a bite for their children. The children are very hurt! Your actions make me feel that I am not a part of this family!"

Oh, oh, Ou Lan thinks that Zhan Xiaotuo, a brat, is really hard to deal with sometimes.

She glanced at him with contempt, picked up the biscuit box, squeezed the biscuit crumbs at the bottom of the box and stuffed them all into Zhan Lingtuo's mouth, "Hey, you're a part of it now, aren't you hurt?"

This was the cheapest biscuit that Zhan Lingtuo had eaten since he was a child, but he ate it deliciously, even though it was just a little scum, he was so sweet to his heart.

The biscuit still smelled of Ou Xiaolan's fingertips.

The biscuit crumbs melted in his mouth, and Zhan Lingtuo licked his lips eagerly.

Ou Lan squinted at the brat, and really couldn't understand his little heart, it's amazing!
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After dinner, Zhan Moxiao brought Ou Lan and Zhan Lingtuo to the training ground behind the castle to teach them the most basic fighting skills.

Ou Lan was eager to strengthen himself, while Zhan Lingtuo was used to it, so both of them studied very seriously.

Zhan Moxiao was very satisfied with the learning effect. At the end, he said, "That's right, keep on strengthening the exercise, and I will reward you all on the weekend."

"What reward?" Ou Lan asked.

Zhan Moxiao lovingly wiped the sweat from her forehead, "Go eat seafood."

Ou Lan licked her lips hopelessly, feeling so greedy, she threw herself into Zhan Moxiao's arms, and happily rubbed her little head against his chest, "What a boyfriend!"

Zhan Moxiao laughed softly, enjoying the intimacy and coquettishness of this little elf, Zhan Lingtuo watched from the side, feeling a little resentful after all.

He began to hope that Ou Xiaolan would give birth to a daughter soon.

After the training, the family of three returned to the castle, Zhan Lingtuo went back to his room, and Ou Lan took a comfortable hot bath.

When he came out, he saw that Zhan Moxiao had also taken a shower and was leaning against the door waiting for her.

She just broke into a smile when he held up a pair of smelly socks.

"Why?" She wondered.

Zhan Moxiao hooked his lips viciously, "Who bought a washboard yesterday, saying it was a gift for my first day of dating, and would wash my stinky socks for a month?"

Ou Lan, "..."

She glanced at his socks with some distaste, "Really, do you really need to wash them?"

Zhan Moxiao had no intention of letting her go, "Speaking doesn't count?"

(End of this chapter)