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Chapter 1690

Chapter 1468

This question is not to be asked at all.

Have been married long ago.

He didn't understand what the little thing came to ask him what he was thinking.

Han Han's eyes suddenly lit up and he suddenly threw himself on his lap: "Really? Really? Daddy, you didn't lie to me?"

The man said, "What are the benefits of lying to you?"

Han Han looked at him with bright eyes: "Then when are you planning to marry a mother?"

Zhan Beihan: "He was choked.

"Speak, just say it." Han Han couldn't wait to climb onto his lap, grabbed his clothes with his little hands, raised his head and asked expectantly, "When will we marry? How long will it take?"

""

Zhan Beihan looked at his son with a subtle expression, pressed his head with one hand, and rubbed it hard.

"I am going to marry this king. What are you doing so excited?"

Those who don’t know thought he was going to marry him.

This impatient excitement was so overflowing that I couldn't hold it down.

The man said "tsk" in anger.

Han Han was rubbed by his big hands, and his hair almost rolled to the ground in a mess: "Dad, stop rubbing, tell me quickly."

"I don't know!" the man said angrily.

"Why don't you know?" Han Han asked, "Didn't you think about it?"

"No!" the man said coldly.

"What's the reason? Are there any difficulties?" Han Han asked more carefully, "Dad, tell me, I can help you find a way to marry your mother as soon as possible."

The man glanced at him with disgust: "What can you do?"

Han Han was dissatisfied: "I have it, as long as you say Dad, when will you marry me?"

man:""

He felt that he couldn't continue talking about this topic. When would he marry him?

Is this his final say?

The man's face turned a little darker, his narrow eyes were hanging down, and he stared at the little guy who was leaning on him and refused to leave: "Why don't you ask your mother?"

Han Han said strangely: "Ask your mother what she is doing? Isn't my father going to marry?"

Zhan Beihan: "He was actually choked.

This question cannot be answered.

Do you want him to say that he wants to marry, but the problem is that your mother refuses to marry?

This is too shameless.

The man gritted his teeth and asked, "Are you here to make me angry?"

Hanhan: "??"

Han Han felt very unfair: "No, I asked my father very seriously."

The man: "You are very serious about me, right?"

Han Han flattened his mouth and did not argue with him. He asked with a focus: "So, Daddy, when will you marry your mother?"

Man: ""No more to chat.

Talk to death.

Just as Zhan Beihan was covering the roof with a dark cloud, his fingers were itchy about to take the unlucky son out and throw it into the flower bed.

Han Han suddenly raised his head and looked at him with a resentful look of regret.

Zhan Beihan was so frustrated that he was stuck. His slender fingers poked the corner of his eyes and said speechlessly: "What are your eyes? He is like a resentful woman in the deep palace, and his skin is itchy again?"

Han Han patted his hand off and said quietly: "Dad, Beibei told me today that my mother is very popular."

Zhan Beihan: "He snorted coldly.

Not.

He saw it with his own eyes, and she is indeed very "popular"!
Chapter completed!
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