Chapter 240 (1/2)

Han Bao and Zhan Su deliberately left some noodles and poured them into Tong Bao's bowl.

The action was seen by the warlord, yelling, ”don't get used to her.”

Zhan Su and Han Bao had to clip the noodles back.

”Hum!” Tong Bao snorted and ran into his bedroom and slammed the door.

The heart beat of Lord Zhan missed a beat.

Looking back at the closed door, he said with a black face, ”who does this bad temper look like?”

Han Bao and Zhan Su simultaneously lick the bottom of the bowl, blink their eyes in a daze, and say in the same voice, ”like her father.”

You're grumpy, and you're not thinking about it. This little Bun's irascibility should be inherited from her dregs father

Han Bao and Zhan Su couldn't help laughing.

”What are you two laughing at?” Zhan hanjue looked at his son who was out of control and asked suspiciously.

”Daddy, you have the bad habit of slamming the door when you get angry.” Zhan Su reminds him implicitly.

The warlord, who always had a conceited intelligence, did not think about it and said, ”which man has no temper.”

Han Bao and Zhan Su compromise and lie down on the table, turning a deaf ear to his father's words.

However, from time to time, the warlord looked at his wristwatch with an absent-minded look.

There was a black air on his forehead.

”Hanbao, did your mother often stay up at night?” He clenched his teeth, and his voice contained the sharp edge of sharpening his knife.

Han Bao raised his head, shaking his head like a rattle, ”Daddy, it's the first time that mommy doesn't go home so late.”

When he heard such an answer, his anger in his heart decreased a lot.

”Call your mom and ask her to come back.” Don't take a picture of him.