Seeing that the two didn't answer, Ji Luo looked at Zhan Qi suspiciously: "Little Qiqi, why do I think your second uncle looks younger than your aunt?" At first, I thought your second uncle was the son of my aunt! ”

When Zhan Minglang heard this, he frowned and glanced in the direction of Mrs. Zhan.

Although Mrs. Zhan is well maintained and her figure is still bumpy, after all, she has given birth to two children, and her face is no longer as delicate as a girl.

But to say that it is older than Zhan Mingming, who has already been blessed, it is a little too much to say.

But Zhan Minglang and Mrs. Zhan are both the kind of people who pay great attention to a woman's appearance, so no matter whether what Ji Luo said is true or not, they have invisibly planted a pimple in the hearts of the two.

"Husband, where do the children know what it means to be charming, don't take it to heart!"

Mrs. Zhan smiled awkwardly, affectionately grabbed Zhan Minglang's arm, leaned forward slightly, and her entire upper body was attached to Zhan Minglang's body, her eyes blinking intentionally or unintentionally, as if hinting at something.

Zhan Minglang was teased by Mrs. Zhan, and his brows immediately stretched.

Secretly, he reached out and pinched Madame Zhan's leg.

Mrs. Zhan snorted coquettishly and entered the kitchen shyly.

Zhan Minglang glanced in the direction of the living room with displeasure, turned around and went upstairs to change clothes.

After a while, Zhan returned home from work tomorrow.

Before he came back, Sen Mifan had already called him to tell him about the situation at home, so he was not surprised to see Zhan Qi in the living room, on the contrary, he stepped forward to say hello to Ji Luo very enthusiastically, thanking Ji Luo for saving his wife and daughter.

Zhan Ming is a standard honest man, not too polite, just after saying a few words to Ji Luo, he didn't know what to say, and went into the kitchen to help.

In the past, Zhan couldn't cook tomorrow, but since marrying a forest fan, he has gradually learned to fry some home-cooked dishes.

Especially after adopting Zhan Qingxia, his cooking skills have improved by leaps and bounds.

When Zhan Minglang changed his clothes and came down, he happened to see Zhan Hongda coming out with a plate of dishes with a smile, and his eyes widened in surprise.

"Dad, how do you cook yourself?"

He hurriedly stepped forward to take the dish from Zhan Hongda's hand, but Zhan Hongda refused.

"It's not Luo Luo who came to the house for dinner, I'm going to give Luo Luo Lu a hand and let her taste my craft."

Zhan Minglang was even more surprised.

His dad cooked for Ji Luo?

He has grown so big, he has never seen Zhan Hongda enter the kitchen, let alone taste the dishes made by Zhan Hongda.

He always thought that Zhan Hongda couldn't cook like him, but looking at the braised pork in the bowl, which was full of color and flavor, he not only doubted his life.

Is this really still the dad he knows?

How can this Ji Luo Hede be able to let his father cook?

Soon, the meals were all on the table.

Just as a group of people sat down, Zhan Yuan Liang hurriedly opened the door and ran in, complaining dissatisfiedly as he ran: "Mom, why are you in such a hurry to call me back for dinner......

Before he could finish speaking, he was so frightened that he shut up.

The entire Zhan family, Zhan Yuan Liang is not afraid of anyone, but he is afraid of Zhan Qi.

Although he has been living in Zhan Qi's house during this time, Zhan Qi always leaves early and returns late, so he has never seen Zhan Qi again since he met Zhan Qi the night he moved in.

At that time, Ji Luo was just a green and cute girl, with a green breath all over her body, which made people feel as comfortable as bathing in the sun.