I Have a Three-Realm Auction System

After a while, Zhou Fan returned to Ningcheng with Yan Shuimo.

At this time, Wen Ting and Menglai had already prepared a table of meals, which were delicious in color, fragrance, and appetite.

And Xiaoxiao and Heilong were equally happy, running around in the villa, completely happy.

"Come on, everyone raise their wine glasses, let us touch one to celebrate our family reunion." At the table, Zhou Fan raised the wine glass and said loudly.

"Just smile, kids should stop drinking." Wen Ting looked at and smiled.

Xiaoxiao heard this, the smile on his face collapsed immediately.

"It doesn't matter, this is red wine, it won't matter if you drink less." Yan Shuimo smiled.

"That's right, it's rare to be happy today, just drink a little bit." Menglai also said roundly next to him.

"Sister Tingting, let the family drink a little bit, let's just take it as an example!" said with a smile and a little bit.

"That's OK, just this time." Wen Ting is not the kind of stubborn person, after a little thought, he agreed to smile and drink less.

"Oye, long live sister Tingting." Xiaoxiao was quite happy. She has been greedy for red wine for a long time, but Wen Ting has been so tight about it that she has never tasted it until now.

Fortunately, now the master and the other two sisters have also returned, and in the future they will have more backers, and they will no longer fight Wen Ting alone.

Barking...

At this time, the black dragon shook his head and screamed twice, as if to say, there is still it.

"You foodie, you are indispensable." Zhou Fan smiled, found a bowl, put it in front of the black dragon, and poured it a little.

"Cheers!"

"Cheers……"

Everyone clinked their glasses and drank the red wine in their hands.

"Start to eat." Zhou Fan yelled, picking up his chopsticks.

Although with their current strength, there is no problem if they don't eat or drink, but as a Chinese, who has refused to eat.

Therefore, everyone directly put down the wine glasses in their hands and feasted on them.

After eating, Zhou Fan returned to Yan's house with Yan Shuimo.

When they saw Yan Shuimo, Yan Changqing and Yan Jun were in tears. On this day, they waited too long.

When a family reunite, there are naturally endless things to say, especially Mr. Yan, who even held Yan Shuimo's hand without letting go. It seemed that as long as he let go, Yan Shuimo would disappear.

"Xiao Fan, really thank you." Yan Changqing took Zhou Fan's palm and said, he knew that if it weren't for Zhou Fan, he might never see Yan Shuimo again in this life.

"Uncle, this is what I should do." Zhou Fan smiled.

"Good boy." Yan Changqing sighed. "Uncle knows that you are not an ordinary person. You can fly to the sky and escape, and you are a **** in the sky."

"Furthermore, the relationship between you and ink and wash has also gone through the test of life and death, and other uncles don't say much. As long as you treat our ink and wash well, that is the only wish of my uncle."

"Uncle, don't worry, I will be good to ink and wash in my life." Zhou Fan nodded solemnly, he knew that it was Yan Changqing who gave Yan Shui ink to himself.

"With your words, my uncle is relieved." Yan Changqing sighed, "Uncle knows that besides the ink boy, you have other girlfriends."

"Uncle, listen to me..." After Yan Changqing's words stopped, Zhou Fan's forehead was about to flow out with cold sweat.

Damn, what are you really afraid of?

Zhou Fan is not very surprised that Yan Changqing knows that he has other girlfriends. After all, the city garden he now lives in was Yan Changqing’s property before. In addition, he went to the heaven during this period, and laughed from time to time. Will come to Yan's house to visit Mr. Yan, so Yan Changqing knows that Wen Ting lives in a city garden.

Before Zhou Fan finished speaking, Yan Changqing interrupted him.

"Uncle is not the kind of stubborn person. Although it is the new century, you are not ordinary people. The rules of ordinary people society do not apply to you. Therefore, I am not against you and ink painting. Together." Yan Changqing said.

"Uncle, you still understand the righteousness." Zhou Fan also breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was not worried about Yan Changqing's opposition, it would be better if he could get the blessing of the elders.

"Smelly boy." Yan Changqing scolded and patted Zhou Fan on the shoulder. "In the future, treat ink and wash well. If you let me know which day you give her annoyance, let me see if I can take care of you."

"Uncle, don't worry, I will protect the ink." Zhou Fan nodded solemnly.

This is a man's promise, a promise to his husband.

Tonight, Yan Shuimo is definitely going to stay at Yan's house. Around 8 o'clock in the evening, Zhou Fan bid farewell to Yan Changqing, and left Yan's house in Yan Shuimo's affectionate gaze.

After all, even though Yan Changqing recognized the relationship between Zhou Fan and Yan Shuimo, he couldn't do anything extraordinary in front of his elders. That would be bad.

After a while, Zhou Fan returned to the city garden.

At this time, in the city garden, Wen Ting, Menglai, and a few people were sitting in the living room watching some soap operas, and laughter came out from time to time.

"You guys have this idle time, it's better to practice for a while." Seeing a few people watching TV, Zhou Fan couldn't help but mutter.

"Smile, let's go, go to meditate." Wen Ting heard the words and pulled a reluctant smile before heading to the second floor.

"Black Dragon." At the same time, she did not forget to call the Black Dragon.

Heilong understood, jumped up and chased after him.

And just as Wen Ting was about to step onto the second floor, she looked back at Menglai and blinked at her.

Upon seeing this, Menglai could not help but flushed her pretty face, lowered her head, embarrassed.

"This girl, what the **** is going on." Zhou Fan couldn't help but murmur when he saw this. He didn't know what medicine was sold in Wen Ting's gourd.

However, Zhou Fan didn't pay any attention, and sat down on the sofa and watched TV.

But in a corner of the stairs on the second floor, Wen Ting poked out his head cautiously and looked at Zhou Fan, "Brother Fan, you have to come on, I have created such a good opportunity for you, if you lose it. , But the loss is huge."

"Huh? Sister Tingting, why aren't you sleeping yet." A smile appeared next to Wen Ting, poked his head out, and looked at the two sitting on the sofa.

"Shhh...you little girl film, want to die." Wen Ting was startled, pulling a smile and thinking about the room and left.

If Zhou Fan knew what she was doing, he didn't know how to treat her.

"Zhou Fan, let's go to sleep." After a long time, Menglai took a deep breath and looked at Zhou Fan.

"Let's go to sleep?" Zhou Fan said in a daze.

"Yeah, Tingting said, you know everything, you will teach me." Menglai said with a blushing face.

"This girl, this is what I thought in the gourd." Zhou Fan couldn't help but muttered, "Go, let's go to sleep."