After saying that, Lord Zhan Han dragged his heavy steps away.

Han Bao shrugged and secretly teased his father: "My father is a strict wife, so it seems that he is destined to be afraid of his wife for the rest of his life."

The second sister Hua Ling said: "Daddy can make his own decision and let Han Bao go to the God's Realm alone. But when we were going to the God's Realm, Daddy hesitated."

A warm current surged in the hearts of the sisters.

Only now did I understand how much Zhan Hanjue cherished their lives.

Love Moon Castle.

Zhan Hanjue dragged his solemn footsteps back home. When two-year-old Han Ling saw her daddy, she rushed over to her, hugged her daddy's thighs and made a coquettish sound: "Daddy, daddy, you don't love Ling."

Is the feather ready?"

Zhan Hanjue looked at the little ball of flesh at his feet, and the gloom in his eyes was instantly driven away. He picked up his daughter, held her up high, and teased her: "Of course Daddy loves Ling Ling."

Han Ling said aggrievedly: "Daddy, you have to say good morning to me tomorrow...the day after tomorrow...every day from now on. Okay?"

Zhan Hanjue couldn't help but laugh. This daughter is really quirky. Although she is still young, her language skills are really strong. Her thoughts are also very unique. Unlike her sister Tong Bao, who is gentle and pure, this daughter can only use "evil" to describe her.

Describe her.

Han Ling muttered and groaned: "You lied. You don't love me. You didn't say good morning to me in the morning."

Zhan Hanjue held her with one hand and said, "Because you are sleeping and Daddy can't bear to wake you up."

Han Ling put her hands on her hips and said, "Because Mommy wants to say good night to you every day. So I also want to say good morning to you?"

Zhan Hanjue was speechless.

Probably because Han Ling was a child who was supported by everyone when she grew up. Her grandparents always loved to tell her some interesting stories about the world, and her brothers and sisters also loved to tell her exciting stories about agents. She also had strange thoughts.

"Why?" Zhan Hanjue put down Han Ling, looked at his domineering and paranoid daughter, and asked curiously.

"So I also want to say good morning to you. Then I will be the happiest person in the world."

Zhan Hanjue rubbed her head: "Okay. Daddy promises you. But you can't sleep in later."

Then he knelt down and asked Han Ling: "Do you know why mommy insists on saying good night to daddy?"

"I know. Mommy said that being able to say good night to you is the happiest thing in the world." Han Ling said proudly.

At the door, Han Ling met her uncle and cousin Feng Zheng.

Feng Zheng rode on Yan Zheng's neck and showed off to Han Ling: "Look, Han Ling, my father is so powerful. Your father didn't even let you ride high. He doesn't love me as much as my father."

"Yeah." Han Ling went out jumping happily.

Lord Zhan Han walked upstairs.

Then he looked disdainful.

Yan Zheng was very excited: "Han Ling, why don't you tell me how your father is better than me?"

Yan Zheng raised his thumb to his son: "Well said."

Han Ling rolled her eyes at him and sneered, "My dad is much better than your dad."

"Who taught you this?" Yan Zheng asked angrily.

Yan Zheng was dumbfounded.

"A man who is a real man should not be a fool. You are already making a fool of your three-year-old son. Where is your dignity?"

"My maternal grandfather said that a man should stand upright, kneel to heaven and earth, and kneel to his parents, without fear of life or death." Han Ling imitated Mr. Yu's dialect, making Yan Zheng laugh and cry.

Feng Zheng was not convinced and said to Yan Zheng: "Dad, please let me down."
Chapter completed!