Sir Ares,Goodnight!

Pink bubbles were floating in the air.

All the employees are looking at Zhan hanjue and Yan Zhengling in surprise.

Realizing that his emotional management is out of control, Zhan hanjue returns to his usual iceberg face and comes to tiger to build LEGO with him.

Yan Zhengling thought of Yan Zheng's words, close to him, will cause his disgust. But not close to him, but there is no chance.

He scratched his head in chagrin and walked over with thick skin.

Zhan hanjue taught Hu Zi to pile LEGO. Hu Zi was happy to push him down as high as he piled.

At last, Zhan hanjue got a little angry. "Daddy taught you to make Lego, not to make trouble for you."

Huzi was not close to him, so he began to wail. Then she cried for her mother.

Zhan hanjue grabs his hair wearily.

These days, he accompanied Hu Zi in the hospital. No matter how hard he tried, Hu Zi didn't seem to feel his kindness. He's very exclusive.

Yan Zhengling picked up the tiger. "Don't cry, tiger. Let's play with the bubble machine."

With the distraction of the new toy, tiger soon stopped crying.

But after playing for a while, he began to cry and look for his mother.

Zhan hanjue picked him up with a black face and said, "well, daddy will take you to Mommy."

Then he left a room full of guests and went downstairs.

Weian garden is a super market with thousands of mu.

The greening of the community has the style of traditional garden. On both sides of the road are lush trees, rockery fountains are hidden in the thick bushes, and the road square is fragmented and scattered in the green forest.

Zhan hanjue didn't know where the vegetable market was, so he just ran into it aimlessly.

He was eccentric and liked places with few people, so he chose a winding bamboo path.

However, when I went to the hinterland, I suddenly heard the unpleasant sound coming from the woodland. When Zhan hanjue turned his head and walked back, Huzi cried, "I want my mother."

The voice in the woodland suddenly stopped, but Qiu Lian called for help, "husband, help me."

Zhan hanjue's face changed suddenly. He put down the tiger and ran into the dense jungle. However, he saw a man rushing away with his clothes in his arms.

When he was about to chase out, he suddenly smelled the familiar smell of smoke in the air.

Suddenly, a nameless fire sprang up in my heart.

He turned his back and scolded Qiulian coldly: "put on your clothes."

Qiulian puts on her clothes and reaches out to hold his arm for a sense of security. Unexpectedly, Zhan is quick to dodge.

Autumn lotus see his eyes diffuse out of the thick disgust.

"Husband, do you think I'm not clean?" She asked, trembling.

The voice of Han Jue didn't have any temperature. "Yes."

Qiulian faltered and began to cry. "Do you think I'm willing to do something like this? You not only don't sympathize with me, but also dislike me? But I'm also a victim? "

Zhan hanjue's eyes were suddenly thrown at her like a bone picking knife. "I finally know that there are two kinds of women. One is that they look cowardly, innocent, gentle and kind, but there is a devil in their heart. One looks ferocious, but kind-hearted. You belong to the former. "

Autumn lotus frightens to shrink, "what do you mean?"

Zhan hanjue clenched his teeth. "I'm disappointed in you."

Then turn around and leave.

Autumn lotus hugs tiger son to chase up, "husband, even if you dislike me not clean, should not leave our son regardless?"

She deliberately emphasized the words "our son".

Zhan hanjue's steps are sluggish, Yan Zhengling's jokes ring in his ears, and a self mocking sneer rings from his lips.

Huzi is not his son, is he?