Zhan Su locked Han Bao's shackles on the bedside post, but untied his own. Then he looked down at Han Bao sitting on the bed and asked, "What do you want for dinner?"

Although there was no warmth in the voice, there was no alienation or indifference that usually repels people thousands of miles away.

Han Bao blinked his charming peach blossom eyes and said cutely, "Dumplings."

Zhan Su frowned!

Yan Zheng shouted angrily, "There are no dumplings. Our family has not eaten reunion dumplings for nearly four years."

Han Bao was stunned.

Is it because of his shortcomings that mommy and daddy don’t have reunion dinner?

A flash of guilt flashed in Han Bao's eyes.

Zhan Su looked at Han Bao's sad expression and said, "Just wait."

Han Bao raised his fingers towards Yan Zheng. He was originally a cynical young man, and with his good-looking face, every frown and every frown carried a bewitching charm.

Yan Zheng shuddered and stood further away from Han Bao.

"Uncle." Han Bao tried to deceive his trust into asking him to unlock the door for him.

Then he stepped outside.

Yan Zheng was stunned, "Susu, are you going to disobey your parents' orders and cook dumplings for you?"

Yan Zheng looked like he had seen a ghost again, looking at Han Bao with bewildered eyes, "Did you use some witchcraft to bewitch my Susu? Otherwise, why would he listen to you so much?"

Hanbao nodded.

Yan Zheng slowly moved towards Han Bao, with a heavily guarded look on his face.

Han Bao smiled devilishly at him, "It's inside my clothes. Go and take out the clothes from the bathroom."

However, Yan Zheng was very wary of him and stretched out his hand to stop him: "Don't call me uncle. I haven't acknowledged your relationship yet?"

Han Bao said, "You unlock the door for me, and I'll give you the antidote eye drops."

Yan Zheng was immediately shaken, "Do you really have antidote eye drops?"

Yan Zheng stood still from a distance, "Let's talk."

Han Bao looked at the long distance between the two people and said with a straight face: "I won't eat you, why are you so afraid of me?"

Yan Zheng said seriously: "But you ate Zhan Su."

Yan Zheng warned: "Don't play tricks."

But he still walked into the bathroom obediently, took out the detoxifying eye drops from his clothes, and then walked out.

Han Bao said: "Come here and I'll tell you how to use it?"

Yan Zheng was furious.

"Bah, disgusting." Then he turned around and left.

Yan Zheng hurriedly ran to Zhan Hanjue and Yan Zhengling's room and screamed, "Brother, Zheng Ling...it's over, it's over."

Hanbao: "......"

Han Bao said stubbornly, "He obviously ate me?"

Then he raised the shackles on his hands and smiled brighter than the mountain flowers: "I'm in trouble."

Zhan Su blocked the door and Yan Zheng couldn't get in. He simply raised his voice and shouted, "Your little ancestor fell in love early."

As if hearing a fairy tale, Zhan Hanjue said firmly: "You are mistaken."

Yan Zheng said: "It's absolutely true. I saw it with my own eyes. He has been sacrificed by pigs."

Zhan Su opened the door and stared at Yan Zheng with a death gaze.

Yan Zheng was extremely silent.

"What's wrong?" Zhan Hanjue asked.

"Susu, let him come in." Lord Zhan Han ordered.

Zhan Hanjue frowned when he heard Yan Zheng's voice becoming more and more suffocating.

Zhan Su's move was because there was no 300 taels of silver in this place.

Zhan Su had to reach out and cover Yan Zheng's mouth.

Yan Zheng slipped in proudly and began to use his eloquent ability to talk non-stop: "Is my sister sleeping?"

Glancing at the living room, Zheng Ling was not there, and said, "Okay, you don't need to answer me, I know she is sleeping. While Zheng Ling is sleeping, I will keep the story short."


Chapter completed!