Chapter 16

"Children can't swear." Luo Shihan pointed out the shortcomings of Zhan su.

Zhan Su hands her a cold eye, then goes upstairs and locks himself in the room.

Luo Shihan looked at the closed door and sighed in secret.

What should she do with Zhan Su?

This is her son, the one she owes the most.

No matter what, she has to make up for the maternal love she has lost for so many years.

Looking at the clock, it's late.

Luo Shihan came to the kitchen and decided to make a big lunch for Zhan su.

There are many kinds of dishes in the refrigerator, but Luo Shihan doesn't know what kind of food Zhan Su likes best. At that moment, she suddenly felt ashamed of Zhan su. She was a failure as a mother.

Su Zhan and Su Han are very similar to each other. Finally, they should make the same choice!

Luo Shihan made a special sweet and sour spareribs, a braised beef, an ant on the tree, a sweet potato skin double cooked pork, and finally a laver egg flower soup.

These dishes are home dishes of small families.

For such a top class warfighter, of course, it's hard to eat once.

When Luo Shihan brought the dishes to the table, the cold Lord suddenly came back.

Seeing the four dishes and one soup on the table, Zhan hanjue was surprised.

In my memory, the year the woman married him, her few cooking experiences ended in a terrible dark cooking experience.

When did she get so good at cooking?

Or are these the takeout she ordered?

"Master Zhan, how did you come back?" Luo Shihan is also confused.

Isn't a big president like Zhan hanjue managing everything? It's a waste of time to go home at noon. Is it not to come back to supervise her?

"Did you order takeout for Zhan Su Han Jue's handsome face spread out a thin layer of anger.

Before Luo Shihan could answer, he sentenced her to death: "my family has been fighting for a long time and doesn't eat takeout."

Luo Shihan explained, "I cooked it for him myself!"

Zhan hanjue was a little surprised, but he hooked his lips and said with a kind of schadenfreude, "zhansu doesn't eat meals made by strangers." He deliberately accentuates the three words of strangers. Luo Shihan is frustrated by these three words and lowers his head in a decadent way.

However, Luo Shihan soon came back to his senses. The reason why han hanjue came home was to cook for Zhan Su!

She was a little moved and could do nothing but serve her son with condescension.

All of a sudden, Luo Shihan's eyes moved to the face of Lord Zhan, with a hint of pleading, and said, "Lord Zhan, don't tell him that I made this meal."

"Do you have the right to eat the food I cook?" Han Han Jue joked with evil taste

Luo Shihan bit his lip, "as long as you let Zhan Su eat my cooking, I will... Not have lunch."

Zhan hanjue nodded his head with satisfaction and called out to the upstairs, "zhansu, come down to eat."

It was a long time before the war came down.

Standing at the foot of the stairs and aiming at those strange dishes, he guessed that these dishes were not Dad's masterpieces. He bet, "I don't eat them."

"The takeout I brought back for you, you can make do with it. Today, daddy is too busy to cook for you

Zhan Su walked down with a stiff face and sat down at the table. He picked up his chopsticks and began to eat.

Zhan hanjue sits opposite Zhan Su, picks up the chopsticks originally belonging to Luo Shihan, and puts a piece of braised pork into his mouth.

His face, like an ice sculpture, seems to have the most perfect proportion of masseter muscles in the world. With every swallowing movement, his sexy larynx is absolutely bewitching.

Five years later, Luo Shihan thought that all his love for this man was taken away by the fleeting time. Now I understand that it is only a way to deceive ourselves.

This man, as long as she looks at him more, will be completely occupied.

Two generations of deep love, no matter how she ran away, how to hide, and finally met him. Is this God's salvation or punishment for her?

Zhan hanjue ate a piece of braised pork. The meat was soft and glutinous, and almost melted in the mouth. And the light spicy taste is very suitable for children's taste. It's also an appetizer for people like him who have stomach trouble and can't eat spicy food.

The face of Zhan Su, at the beginning, frowned tightly, with a look of disgust. After grudging a few meals, his eyes were full of surprise.

"Where did you get it?" Zhan Su suddenly asked.

Luo Shihan looked at the warlord with a guilty heart to see how he was lying.

Han Jue did not feel flustered at all. He was so calm to Zhan Su that he said, "eat no words, sleep no words."

Luo Shihan:...

LUO Shihan did not feel the slightest joy at Zhan hanjue's witty round, but felt some faint sadness.

Zhan Su was already very reticent, and he was bound by the dogma and rules of the powerful family. War is like a caged bird, it will be bound to kick out of breath.How else can he release the child's nature?

After lunch, Luo Shihan quickly cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks. Zhan hanjue and Zhan Su simply exchanged a few words, "Zhan Su, are you happy with your aunt?"

"Nerves!" Two words come out of Zhan su.

Zhan hanjue reacted for a while, only to understand that his son was scolding Luo Shihan. Secretly took a glance at Luo Shihan in the kitchen and saw her standing at the edge of the sink washing dishes carefully, which was skillful.

Different from the clumsy woman five years ago.

In the past five years, this woman has learned to be a woman. In my mind, I suddenly think of Luo Shihan's "little lover", which is ironically aroused by the sexy and charming corners of his lips.

"Do you like her?" Lord Zhan couldn't help asking.

Luo Shihan and Zhan Su seem to get along well at present, which makes him a little disappointed.

Zhan Su shakes his head.

Lord Zhan nodded with satisfaction.

Zhan hanjue came to the kitchen door again, his long body instantly brought a force that could not be ignored.

Luo Shihan turned his head and looked at him. "What's wrong with Zhan ye?"

Zhan hanjue's deep eyes fell on the bottom of the cupboard, where every kind of porcelain was Zhan Su's scale. If Luo Shihan helped to clean it up, some unexpected surprise would happen.

"Can you clean the kitchen utensils on the bottom of the cupboard? Maybe I can use it recently. "

"No problem with poetry."

A cold light flashed across the bottom of his eyes. Maybe it's in a good mood. It's hard to be kind. "If you're hungry, there's a lot of LEGO. You can try it. It should help you spend a long day." He turned and left.

Luo's poetry contains a little Zheng --

spell LEGO?

These three words touched a fragile place in her heart.

Han hanjue's magnetic voice overlapped with the voice deep in his memory.

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