Chapter 420 You Man, Me
"Fortunately, I've been used to being rough since I was a child. If I had changed into some pretty boy, I might have cried bitterly." Zhao Han took out a handkerchief and wiped it. He tightly held Bai Jin's hand with his left hand and pulled her away.

Bai Jin lowered her head, and her eyes fell on the very fancy hairband tied around his wrist.

Seeing her bow her head, Zhao Han followed her gaze and saw the hair tie.

"Believe it or not, you are the only one who is blind in this world. When I went out to fight, even if I was ashamed, women would jump on me." When Zhao Han said this, he was faintly proud.

"Really?" Bai Jin chuckled, and asked back, "Do you think this is useful?" She was obviously not asking, but questioning.

She didn't think a hair tie would stop a group of women from jumping on him.

"How is it possible, of course it's useless." Zhao Han replied straightforwardly.

"You man and me, even if you hang a bellyband on your wrist, it can't stop women from jumping up." Zhao Han laughed, but the laughter was quickly replaced by a gloomy one: "So I cut off their arms. "

"The enemy army is in front, and there are still people stretching their arms and dancing towards me. I'm really full." Zhao Han remembered that he was delayed by a dancer during those urgent times, and he said it now with a bit of disgust.

"Then it doesn't make sense for you to carry this." Bai Jin withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at his wrist.

"I don't wear this for others to see, I can't really put your belly pocket on it, can I?" He replied confidently.

Bai Jin: "..." The salt added just now was really too little, you should add a whole jar of salt.

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Zhao Han is not a person who likes to be lively. He is probably most able to adapt to the excitement when she is beside him making trouble.

So, he didn't invite anyone for his birthday this time, so the family of three gathered around for dinner.

Oh, yes, and a dog.

As for Fat Dun'er... Since he can only get under the bed and under the table when he encounters things, he has been thrown into the army camp by Zhao Han to study hard.

Xiao Jiu sat on the stone bench, moved her little butt, and looked at Zhao Han curiously: "Daddy, I heard that my mother made longevity noodles for you?"

"Yeah." Zhao Han replied with a dark face.

"Isn't it delicious? My mother also gave me a bowl of longevity noodles two days ago, which is very good." Xiaojiu thinks it is very delicious now.

Zhao Han paused for holding the vegetables: "Did you make noodles for him?"

Bai Jin didn't speak.

"You... Lao Tzu..." Zhao Han held his forehead.

"Father, isn't it delicious!!" Xiao Jiu was still obsessed with this question.

"Yes!!" Zhao Han said fiercely to the child, almost frightened Xiao Jiu to the point of falling, but finally managed to protect Xiao Jiu from behind.

"Mother, this is the fruit wine made by Nanny Lin. It's sweet and sour. Do you want to drink it?" Xiao Jiu said, holding the small wine bottle and about to pour it for Bai Jin.

"Don't pour it for her." Zhao Han reached out to stop Xiao Jiu's fat paw.

"When she's drunk, she's drunk." Zhao Han cast a glance at Bai Jin.

"Okay." Xiao Jiu took it back. In fact, he felt that this wine was not intoxicating at all. Nanny Lin said it was made for children.

"I won't get drunk now." Bai Jin reached out and brought the wine over, poured himself a glass, raised her head, and gulped it down.

Zhao Han stared straight at her, with some sadness in his eyes.

This year, she has changed too much, and he doesn't know about it...

(End of this chapter)

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