This five-spice beef, Ma Lin made it so delicious.

So delicious...

Because of beef noodle, Zhan Qiyan gave all the beef to himself.

After Li Huan finished eating the beef, he gave up after just taking a few bites of the noodles.

I'm really full and full.

Zhan Qiyan had no intention of disgust at all, and directly brought Li Huan's leftover beef noodles and finished it.

It seems to be doing the most common thing...

Li Huan: “…”

This old man is so warm.

Even though he is so noble, he does not dislike his saliva at all. He put down his figure and ate beef noodles with him.

Li Huan stared at the scene of Zhan Qiyan eating noodles seriously, as if he was enjoying the most perfect painting.

Zhan Qiyan's eyes were narrow and deep. Seeing Li Huan staring at him with a burning gaze, a little smile on the corner of his lips.

"You can give me all you can't finish eating in the future."

Li Huan: “…”

The promise of this old man...

It's simply.

Li Huan nodded with a blushing face.

The next second, Zhan Qiyan's low and nice voice continued to ring.

"After all, I have to keep working hard at night, so of course I have to eat more..."

Li Huan: “…”

What?

Li Huan blushed and tried to reflect what Zhan Qi Yan said.

He heard Zhan Qiyan continue to add: "After all, this matter is... very physically..."

Li Huan: “…”

This is simply unbearable to my uncle and unbearable to my aunt.

Li Huan became more and more disgusted with fighting Qi Yan.

Because I fully understood what Zhan Qiyan said.

"Ahem... Uncle Zhan... you obviously... weren't that guy just now..."

Li Huan was embarrassed to say this. The men had just been tormenting themselves hard in the hotel room.

Although it's not too long...

But the efficiency is amazing.

Besides... this physical energy is consumed...

It seems that the old man is in full shape again.

Seeing Li Huan's wet little eyes looking at him with confusion, Zhan Qiyan narrowed his eyes, with a bit of danger.

"Mrs. Zhan looked at me just now, and I can understand it as questioning... Why, is Mrs. Zhan questioning me?"

Li Huan: “…”

These words!

no……

Li Huan swallowed and tried to explain, but his mouth was like knots and his words were a little unscrupulous.

"Uncle Zhan..."

Li Huan looked straight at Zhan Qi Yan's deep eyes. The man's eyes looked like a deep pool, making him fall in an instant, as if he was about to be sucked in.

Thinking of this, Li Huan immediately avoided his sight and said unnaturally: "I...I'll go wash the dishes first..."

Zhan Qiyan saw Li Huan leaving almost as if he was running away, smiled faintly, and took the initiative to raise his hand and grabbed Li Huan's wrist.

"I'll do it."

Li Huan: “…”

The old man's palms are hot and his attitude is also firm.

Seeing this, Li Huan could only stick out his tongue playfully.

“Wash together…”

...

Although it was said that they were washing together, in fact, it was mainly the ones who were washing together, and Li Huan was only responsible for watching.

Zhan Qiyan's movements were very quick, with two bowls and two pairs of chopsticks, and they were quickly cleaned and placed in the cupboard.

Li Huan: “…”

Li Huan just leaned against the wall in a daze, watching Zhan Qi Yan's actions of washing dishes, and he felt so handsome.

Where can I find this good man at home?

Tsk tsk tsk...

...

Zhan Qiyan washed the dishes and went to the study to work for a while.

Li Huan returned to the bedroom and took a simple shower, and then focused on gossiping his phone.

Today’s hot news includes the press conference of “Prisoner” and the appearance of Zhan Qi Yan.

News about fighting Qi Yan's management of the Tang Dynasty spread wildly online, and everyone was talking about the heroic deeds of fighting Qi Yan.

This is a successful person.

Success everywhere.

Nothing wrong...

Li Huan blushed and could see that the topic on Weibo was full of fans of Zhan Qi Yan.

This is simply...

...

Half an hour later:

Zhan Qiyan returned to the bedroom and saw Li Huan being selected for photos.

All of them are their own photos...

Zhan Qiyan frowned and saw Li Huan building a serious Weibo account.

The nickname of the trumpet is that Zhan Qiyan is my husband.

Zhan Qi Yan: "..."

Zhan Qiyan narrowed his eyes, looked at Li Huan's smiley face, frowned and said, "Why do you think of building a small trumpet?"

"Well... I saw so many people on Weibo calling you husband, I dare not tear up the big account... I can only change the small account..."

Zhan Qi Yan: "..."

Li Huan knew that the war between Qi Yan must be the childish girl who couldn't get the little girl, so she held back her smile: "If you don't compete for steamed buns and make a sigh... I don't dare to tell everyone that you are my husband, so of course I have to change to a small account."

"If I remember correctly, you've already built a small trumpet before."

"How can one...of course, you have to have a few more..."

Li Huan coughed his throat, and after saying that, he immediately said a little embarrassedly: "The main reason is that my language may have been too explicit before, so some accounts have been sealed."

Zhan Qi Yan: "..."

Li Huan was also a little aggrieved when she said this.

Zhan Qiyan was curious about how explicit Li Huan’s so-called tone was?

"Uncle Zhan... There are more people on Weibo who are more explicit than me than me... Why do you just sign my account? No, I have to report them too."

Thinking of this, Li Huan was operating on his mobile phone quickly with his hands.

Zhan Qi Yan chuckled again.

This girl is really a little naughty...

Li Huan directly posted the words of my husband on his photo, and then made avatar.

Zhan Qi Yan: "..."

Zhan Qiyan frowned, raised his hand to take Li Huan's phone, and roughly looked through the topics and comments on Weibo.
To be continued...