After dressing as a female match, I counterattacked

Chapter 682 Like a soft little daughter-in-law
He smiled lowly, but didn't say anything, and didn't agree.

Promise is impossible!
Impossible to promise! !
Seeing that he is still unshakable, Zhiyun hangs on Han Qingrang's body now, and Han Qingrang's arm strength supports her easily, he carried her and walked out: "Let's go shopping for other things now."

He opened the door to take her out.

Zhiyun got off him in a hurry, but he didn't let go of his hand holding her buttocks, Zhiyun swayed: "Put me down quickly, there are people in the aisle, I'm sorry to be seen."

"Just act like they can't see you."

"..."

Others are not blind! !

Although he didn't feel bad at all, Zhiyun was embarrassed, although there were no acquaintances here, but the face was still needed, and they were all adults.

Unable to resist Zhiyun's decision to come down, Han Qingrang let her go anyway.

He stretched out his hand, "Take me."

Zhiyun stretched out his hand obediently, he held it, and clasped his fingers together: "Let's go."

Han Qingrang took Zhiyun out, like taking his daughter out.

He bought her favorite fruits and fresh milk as listed, and this time he also bought walnuts. Zhiyun didn't like that, so he asked Han Qing not to buy it.

Because she never eats raw walnuts, let alone buy this one.

Han Qingrang picked out walnuts, and replied, "Hey the little mouse."

The corner of Zhiyun's mouth twitched, "Could it be that the homestay we live in has rats? If it's true, I'll have to complain to Lao Ren."

Han Qingrang looked sideways at her, his eyes full of indescribable tenderness: "Then go and complain, it's just right, let's change the place."

The walnuts are very light and make a crisp sound when they hit each other.

Choose less than a catty, and then line up to pay and leave.

On the way back, Zhiyun saw that he was carrying so many shopping bags, he looked like a good man at home, and couldn't help sighing: "I don't think I'm far away from turning you into a father."

It is said that to turn one's man into a father, one only needs a butcher's knife of time.

Zhiyun felt that the butcher's knife was useless, and if this continued, Han Qingrang would become her father! !

After hearing what she said, Han Qing hesitated for a moment, then laughed softly, looked at her without squinting, and said to her: "Zhizhi, you know I want to be a father."

Zhiyun said 'hmm', "I know," then looked at him with the same fixed gaze, and called him, "Dad!"

Han Qingrang: "..."

Zhiyun yelled again: "Dad? What's the matter with yelling dad? I can yell until you doubt life."

Han Qingrang: "..."

It really made him doubt his life.

Zhiyun smiled shrewdly, eyes bright and charming like a Persian cat, and blinked: "Didn't you say you wanted to be a father? I thought about it and thought that this would satisfy you, right Dad?"

Han Qing made the smile on the corner of his mouth deeper and deeper, he put out a hand, put it in her hair, and brought her towards him: "I treat you as my wife, but you want to treat me Being a father, Zhizhi... I am very embarrassed when you are like this."

Zhiyun collapsed with a smile, and put his forehead on his chest, "That's what you said, I was thinking about it, and I will satisfy you a little bit, don't you see a caring person like me?!"

"Well, it's rare."

Han Qingrang bowed his head and kissed her forehead, "Let's go, we're going back."

The two 'flirted' on the street as if no one was around, especially in the town of Amu, Zhiyun was not afraid of being recognized by anyone.

So no matter what Han Qing asked to do, or what she thought in her heart, she would obey him very much.

Like a soft little daughter-in-law.

Let Han Qing love and spoil her so much that she finally saw the shy look that a little girl should have.

As she walked, Zhiyun saw the shaved ice again, she took another look, how could Han Qingrang not know.He pretended not to know anything, took her hand and walked on.

When Zhiyun thought of the sour taste of the kumquat and lemon, she swallowed and wanted to drink it.

I really, really think about it.

I just don't know if Dr. Han will agree.

It's too difficult for her. If she wants to eat something she likes, she has to sneak around.

"Doctor Han..." Zhiyun twisted his arm and shook it gently.

"What's wrong?" He asked, stopping to stop.

Zhiyun pointed him to the shaved ice shop over there, "I want to drink kumquat and lemon shaved ice, the kind with more kumquat and lemon, less ice, just a little more sour."

Her tone was very soft.

In the end, Han Qingrang directly refuted it, "No." He disagreed

Zhiyun: "..."

My old lady wants to drink something she likes, so tell you, you still don't agree! ! !
Zhiyun has such a violent temper, he was very upset when he was rejected for the first time, so he shook off his hand, turned around and walked over there.

After walking a few steps, Han Qingrang grabbed his wrist, "Don't drink that, let's go buy some kumquats and lemons, and I'll make them for you when we get back."

"If you can't make it taste good, how can you compare it with what you sell, and I know you won't add ice to me." Zhiyun didn't agree.

The kumquat and lemon shaved ice that she was greedy for.

She doesn't like anything else, she doesn't want lychees, oranges, grapes, or watermelons, she only wants kumquats and lemons.

I don't even like blueberries!

"Baby, be obedient." Han Qingrang coaxed her.

Zhiyun pointed at that, "It's okay for me to drink two cups a month, and I'm not cold, so don't worry."

"Baby, you drank the day before yesterday, and I haven't settled the score with you yet."

Facing his warning words, Zhiyun took them into one ear and out of the other, and said rationally: "You control me too strictly, you will lose me like this, Doctor Han."

"That's not allowed to drink."

He pulled her away.

Being dragged away by him, Zhiyun's temperament is not the kind of person who wants to quarrel with him.

Especially when the two of them are still on the street, it is even more impossible for Zhiyun to quarrel with Han Qingrang.

Besides, even if you quarrel, you can't quarrel. When you quarrel with Han Qingrang, she will always be the only one who babbles, and he will bear it. No matter what she says, she is right.

Coax her into submission.

Therefore, Zhiyun silently followed him.

Walking and walking, Han Qingrang realized something was wrong.

The little girl became quieter.

When he turned around, he saw that the tip of her nose was red, and her eyes, which were as beautiful as a Persian cat, were also full of tears. She looked as wronged as she could be.

Han Qingrang: "..."

He immediately put down everything, held her in his arms, and coaxed her softly: "What's wrong?"

Low voice, very soothing.

Although Zhiyun's eyes were red with grievance on the surface, in fact, he scolded himself for being naive in his heart, for using the trick of crying to Han Qing.

She is already a 25-year-old mentality, and now she is living more and more!
(End of this chapter)