Chapter 137

Chapter 137

Every time Zhan Shu was frightened, he showed a state of exhaustion and weakness, which would have been on Zhan Hanjue's shoulders, his eyes were half-squinted, and he didn't look like he had any energy at all, and he just wanted to sleep.

Luo Shihan looked at Su Shu, but Zhan Han Jue looked at Luo Shihan.

She was wearing cotton home pajamas, long sleeves and long pants, and a short jacket over it.

Lord Zhan Han was very surprised, after all, in his memory, all the women who approached him could be described as having a lot of effort, whether it was makeup, clothing, or even a fingernail, they would put a lot of thought into it.

"Come in." His face was still grim and unwavering. It's just that there is a strange feeling in my heart.

Luo Shihan looked at Zhan Shu who had fallen asleep with a painful heart, thinking of the bizarre and ghostly things that Han Bao had just told her, Luo Shihan felt the need to talk to a man with thick lines like Zhan Hanjue.

"Sit down, I'll put Zhan Shu on the bed first." Zhan Han Jue turned and went upstairs.

"Are you alright?" Luo Shihan asked with palpitations.

Zhan Hanjue stretched out his hand and gently rubbed Han Bao's soft hair, while casually answering Luo Shihan, "The child is timid and a little frightened. ”

Luo Shihan hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke, "Master Zhan, there are some things you may not like to hear, but for the sake of the child, I think it is necessary to tell you." ”

The polite attitude made Zhan Han Jue frown.

After a while, after Zhan Hanjue carried Zhan Shu to the bedroom and placed him, he came to the sofa area and sat next to Han Bao.

Luo Shihan sat opposite him with Tong Tong in his arms.

Zhan Hanjue's evil peach blossom eyes were shrouded in a layer of confusion, as if he had heard the most comical Arabian Nights, and sneered, "Who told you that I would tell Zhan Shu those horrible ghost stories? ”

Luo Shihan only woke up to the fact that she came to such a conclusion only based on her judgment of the content of Han Baozhan's call.

"Say." Zhan Hanjue doesn't know her well enough, she is a beautiful person on the surface, but she is black and fierce inside. Even if he rejected her, he couldn't stop her mouth.

"Zhan Shu's courage is so small, don't give Zhan Shu a reading meal before going to bed for those horror stories that are talked about by ghosts." Luo Shihan looked at Zhan Han Jue with a calm face.

Zhan Hanjue was shocked, he had been looking for the source of the horror of Zhan Shu, and even Zhan Shu's psychological counseling experts were actively investigating the cause, but there had been no progress in the past two years.

Unexpectedly, with the appearance of Luo Shihan, he could find the fear factor of the war so quickly?

Now it seems that her judgment seems a little arbitrary.

"Zhan Shu was frightened today because Han Bao talked to him about terrible ghost stories." Luo Shihan looked cramped and uneasy because he had wronged Zhan Hanjue, and his voice was a few words lower.

Luo Shihan is slender, but she is bumpy.

The face is the size of a palm, but the cheeks are very cute, and there are a pair of obsidian-like pupils embedded in it, and the eyes are very dark, very bright, and very clean.

Although he wasn't sure if this was the ultimate cause of Zhan Shu's autism, it was definitely one of the reasons for the onset of Zhan Shu, and it seemed that he had underestimated the role of mother-son connection.

Zhan Hanjue looked at Luo Shihan seriously, this was the first time since they met, he was willing to take the time to take the time to seriously examine her.

It's like a pool of clear spring, which makes people's hearts ripple slightly.

Her skin was very white, and her facial features were delicate and small, except for those large dark eyes. This makes her eyes stand out.

Actually, she is very beautiful.

It's not the kind of stunning and moving, with all kinds of style, but a small jasper, pure and moving.

"Luo Shihanβ€”" Zhan Han Jue suddenly opened his mouth to call her, his voice no longer cold and ruthless.