The two have been married for so many years, and they have not gone out publicly, nor have they gone out together.

Du Zhan is too red.

As long as you go out, you will be photographed.

Although Du Zhan is a well-known old cadre-level existence, he squats all year round, and he can't shoot any valuable scandals. But Du Zhan has many fans, both men and women, young and old, a real national idol. When you go outside, you will be recognized if you are not careful.

If Du Zhan doesn't go out to shoot, he will come back to accompany her.

Most of the two spent their time at home.

The medicine is a child, no matter how energetic, he goes to bed early.

Du Zhan held Hua Yao's waist, and the kiss was out of control.

The next morning, before Hua Yao got up, Du Zhan skillfully coaxed his son. He doesn't know how to cook, but he can make toast.

Yao Yao sat at the table, looked at the black omelette, and said disgustedly: "Baba, your cooking skills are still the same as always." ”

"Yo, you can still speak idioms, yes!" Du Zhan handed him the milk, "It's good for the young man to eat it." When Ma Ma wakes up, you will have something to eat. Let's make do with it now! ”

After getting along day and night for a month, Yaoyao's liking for Du Zhan has visibly decreased with the naked eye.

The little guy complained: "Baba, you can't cook, you can't take care of Ma Ma, Ma Ma will be snatched away by others." ”

Hey, this kid would stick a knife in his chest.

"You Ma Ma likes your baba man, don't worry, you won't have a stepfather." Du Zhan brought out the side dishes made by Hua Yao, and the father and son drank milk, nibbled on toast, ate side dishes, and chatted.

Small days are also beautiful.

The premise is that the topic of conversation is not so heart-wrenching.

The little medicine warned Du Zhan like a little adult, "Baba, you can't rely on beauty, one day you will be old and decrepit." ”

"Eat!"

I can't stop your mouth when I eat it, it's really annoying.

Where did his cute little baby go?

It is estimated that he stayed with Xie Anyang for a long time and was seriously affected, so that his son talked to him like a needle prick.

Uncomfortable.

"Baba, you have to work hard, you have to work hard, otherwise I will really have a stepfather." Yao Yao said, turned on the computer, watched the food show on it, and ate with relish.

Du Zhan looked at the food on it, looked down at the toast in his hand, and suddenly felt that it was not fragrant at all.

"No, it won't."

"Yes."

Yaoyao sighed, "You can't be too stubborn, you have to learn from other people's lessons." ”

Du Zhan didn't want to talk to his son.

This kid is here to be angry with him today.

The medicine is also uncomfortable, hey, this poop is so difficult to bring.

Du Zhan received a call to go to the company, so he asked Yaoyao to be at home.

When Hua Yao woke up, she found her son lying next to her reading a book, and he was still reading with relish. She reached out and touched her son's little head, and the little one immediately pounced on him to complain.

"What's wrong with Poop?" Hua Yao asked.

The medicine mouth chattered endlessly, "Mommy, it's so hard to bring!" I told him that hue doesn't last long. He doesn't believe me yet! ”

"Why does he rely on hue?" Hua Yao didn't understand what her son meant.

Yaoyao complained: "Hmph, Mommy is so good-looking, it's a little fairy!" If he can't do it, he will get old, he will be unpleasant, and when he is ugly, you will not like him. ”

"Baby, Mommy is not such a superficial person."

Although she looks at her face, not everyone who looks good likes it.

Yaoyao knelt beside him, stuck his waist, and said unhappily: "But he doesn't learn to cook!" ”