The man slapped him directly back: "You don't have to worry about this, are you finished asking?"
"Dad is too cunning and didn't answer me well!" Han Han said unwillingly.
"When will I say I want to answer you well?" The man knocked his little head and became a little impatient. "I will leave quickly after asking. I don't have time to play with you."
Han Han's little face bulged with anger and his eyes turned.
He suddenly thought of a good idea.
The little guy leaned over mysteriously: "Dad, do you know that my mother's face is not the real face now, right? Have you ever seen her real appearance?"
The man smiled and said, "What other tricks do you want to play?"
"No, I just thought of a problem." Han Han blinked and said maliciously, "Bibei told me today that my mother does not lack people to pursue her, so many people want to marry her."
The man raised his eyebrows: "What?"
Han Han smiled sly: "Then I thought, before my mother returned to Beijing, she should have taken Beibei to live outside, right? Daddy has also seen her real appearance, she is very beautiful.
?Will there be many men who like to pursue their mothers?”
Zhan Beihan: "..."
He suddenly fell silent, and the shocking face flashed through his mind.
Let’s not talk about it five years ago.
Five years later, he only saw it once.
It was Xiao Lingyue who was pitted by Yao Wuchen and accidentally fell off the horse.
That is definitely not a face that is easy to forget.
The little guy said in a quiet tone: "Where did my mother live before? How many people have I met and how many things have I encountered? Are there any particularly good friends? Does anyone want to marry her and go home? My mother never said these things.
After all, Daddy doesn't know, right?"
Zhan Beihan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Hanhan with some admiration.
It's hard for him, his little head, to think of these things.
but.
"What do you want to say?" Zhan Beihan asked with a smile.
Han Han said seriously: "I don't think Beibei talks to me today, it's like a joke. He told me very seriously that my mother doesn't lack people to chase her. In the past, there must have been many bad men like the little marquis.
I have bad intentions for my mother."
Zhan Beihan became interested: "So what?"
Han Han slapped his thigh and said righteously: "So, Dad, if you don't work hard, and seize the opportunity to marry your mother home, your mother will run away with the bad man outside and won't marry you!"
Zhan Beihan: "..."
Han Han said again with a gale: "If my mother runs away, I will go with her and Beibei, leaving you alone in the palace, and there is not even a warm bed at night. It's very miserable!
”
Zhan Beihan: "..."
The man's mouth twitched for a moment, and he couldn't help asking: "Who told you the word "warm quilt...?"
Han Han shouted: "What my mother told me."
Man: "...she told you this?"
"Yes." Han Han didn't realize the problem. He said with confidence, "Beibei was not feeling well before, and he was cold at night. I was afraid that he would be frozen. Every day I hugged him to sleep, my mother laughed at me for Beibei's warmth.
In bed."
Zhan Beihan: "..." He was silent for a moment.
Han Han said proudly: "I warm up the bed for Beibei every day, and he slept very soundly."
The man reached out to hold his forehead and took a breath slowly, realizing that he shouldn't have thought too much about chatting with a five-year-old bastard.
"What do you mean is that if I marry your mother home, someone will warm up the bed?" The man recovered, curled his thin lips badly, and nodded, "Okay, I remember this,
I will tell you mother in the future.”
It depends on how your mother dealt with you! This chapter has been completed!