"In Suzhou and Hangzhou? Or Jakarta?" Zhang Moqian asked.

Han Xiaolan’s home is in Jakarta, Indonesia, but she is now in charge of business in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and lives in Suzhou and Hangzhou. Zhang Moqian’s definition of home is different from others. He believes that home is not just a house, but also a place where family affection exists. Only when family affection exists can it be truly called home.

"Suhang." Han Xiaolan, sitting on the sofa, returned coldly.

At this time, a middle-aged beautiful woman walked over from the kitchen with fruit in her hands. When she saw Han Xiaolan calling, she sat next to her daughter very gossipedly and asked with a smile: "Xiaolan, who called me? Is it Xiao Zhang's child? You are so close to you, have you confirmed your boyfriend and girlfriend?"

Han Xiaolan covered his cell phone, turned his head and said angrily: "Mom, what are you guessing randomly. The person who called was an ordinary friend, and he told me about work."

Han Xiaolan picked up his phone again and said awkwardly: "It's just something happened."

"I heard it all, is Aunt Xiang? She came back from Indonesia? It seems that Aunt Xiang is also very anxious about your major life events. I think you should find a man to marry. Oh, I forgot, you seem to like a woman. But, I'm lazy, you have to change your sexual orientation. You like women, but women can't have children with you. Women who have never given birth to children are not perfect women. In order to be a perfect woman, I think you should find a man to have sex and do things together... What? If you can't find a man to like, then you can find me. I have a good character and good moral character, smoke but don't drink too much. You don't want you to be stupid for such a five-good man..." Zhang Moqian recommended himself sincerely.

"You don't have to worry about my business. If you have anything, tell me quickly." Han Xiaolan was so angry when he heard Zhang Moqian's words teasing him, he interrupted him directly.

"Okay, I'll go to your house later and prepare lunch for me." After Zhang Moqian said that, he hung up the phone directly.

"You are coming to my house..." Han Xiaolan said halfway, then heard the blind voice in his phone, and he was so angry that he threw the phone onto the sofa.

Xiang Xiuli frowned and said, "What? Have you quarreled with Xiao Zhang? Mom told you that if you are together, if you really like her, you have to take a step back. He will think you are good in the future. This is how your dad and I are..."

Before Xiang Xiuli could finish her words, Han Xiaolan hugged her head and quickly fled from the scene and entered the room. This bastard was coming to his house to cheat and drink again.

Han Xiaolan Su's breasts were ups and downs, afraid that he would be impulsive later, so he directly chopped off Zhang Moqian with one knife.

After hanging up Han Xiaolan's phone, Zhang Moqian could already imagine Han Xiaolan being crazy on the other side of the phone. Zhang Moqian couldn't help but feel a little funny. For Han Xiaolan, a woman who is a strong woman in the workplace and a royal sister, Zhang Moqian always felt that it was interesting to bully her little.

Zhang Moqian asked Yaoguang to prepare a new set of clothes for him. In fact, Zhang Moqian has never been very particular about dressing, but today he is going to Han Xiaolan's house. Although Han Xiaolan's parents have seen him, they still have to wear them cleanly to give them a good impression. Then Yaoguang ordered him a flight ticket from Jingnan City to Suzhou and Hangzhou.

After changing into the clothes that Yaoguang sent, Zhang Moqian stood in front of the mirror and touched his handsome face. He felt that he was a little handsome again. When he arrived on the street, it was probably going to cause the girls to scream again... At this time, Yaoguang was fanning the flames: "Young Master, you are so handsome today!"

Zhang Moqian's heart became more and more relaxed.

Which mother-in-law doesn’t want her future son-in-law to be very good? I guess Han Xiaolan’s mother Xiang Auntie is the same.

After Zhang Moqian ordered Zuo Tu to return to the Demon Capital, he left Qing Tong Building and Yaoguang drove Audi to send Zhang Moqian to the Beijing South Airport.

The plane landed quickly from Jingnan City to Suzhou and Hangzhou.

After getting off the plane, Zhang Moqian took a taxi to a large supermarket and bought some gifts. He spent thousands of dollars. Although it hurts, there was nothing he could do... Today I came to Han Xiaolan to borrow money, asking someone to do something, and not bring some gifts, so why do you feel embarrassed to speak with empty hands?

Zhang Moqian is a man with good face!

An hour later, Zhang Moqian, who was carrying a large bag of gifts in his hand, came to Han Xiaolan's villa. When he came to Suhang City not long ago, Zhang Moqian specifically asked Han Xiaolan where to live, so he naturally remembered the specific address of Han Xiaolan's home.

Zhang Moqian rang the doorbell of Han Xiaolan's house. At this moment, Han Xiaolan was sleeping comfortably on the bed, wearing only a shorts and a loose T-shirt with stubborn shoulders.

She was busy with work last night and stayed up until four in the morning. She hurriedly ate some breakfast in the morning and was about to continue sleeping. Zhang Moqian called. After the call, she was lying on the bed and was angry. Who knew that she fell asleep again as she thought about it.

Hearing the doorbell ringing, Xiang Xiuli, who was cooking in the kitchen, smiled and looked at her husband, saying, "I guessed right? Our little lazi is in love with Zhang Moqian's child. Look, Zhang Moqian's child is coming. Alas, our little lazi finally doesn't disgusted with Xiao Zhang. We must speed up the time to match them together. If you miss Xiao Zhang, you have to wait for the next man who is not disgusted with Xiao lazi. It is probably the year of the monkey and horse. Although Xiao Zhang is not handsome, his temperament is OK."

Zhang Moqian is destined to not hear Xiang Xiuli's last words. If he wants to hear them, he will definitely be angry. Aunt Xiang, your aesthetic view is too old-fashioned? Am I not handsome?

Xiang Xiuli sorted out her clothes, gave Korean China a wink, and then quickly walked to the door and opened the door.

Zhang Moqian bowed slightly, lowered his posture, and shouted with a smile: "Auntie Xiang, you have not seen each other for a few days, and you have become younger again."

When Xiang Xiuli heard Zhang Moqian's words, she was happy and thought to herself that Xiao Zhang was really good at speaking. Her mouth was so sweet that no wonder she could make our little laziness confused. The more she looked at Zhang Moqian, the more satisfied Xiang Xiuli felt. She was dressed well, spoke politely, and had a good height. She had a unique temperament and had a charming beauty. As for her appearance... Is it important for a man to look comfortable?

Xiang Xiuli said with a hint: "Xiao Zhang, come in quickly. Look, you are really, why are you doing with something?"

After entering the apartment, Xiang Xiuli politely asked Zhang Moqian to sit on the sofa, turned to walk to Han Xiaolan's room door, knocked on the door and said, "Xiaolan, come out quickly, the guest is here."

He kept knocking for several times until Han Xiaolan said lazily inside, and then came over to greet Zhang Moqian.

Han Xiaolan’s villa looks simple and fashionable, with a pre-white tone and no complex design or layout, which is very similar to her style. The villa is mainly Han Xiaolan. As for her parents, she often travels to and from Indonesia and does not live much.

Han Xiaolan, who had long forgotten Zhang Moqian's appearance, walked out in a daze in shorts and loose T-shirt, stretched out and said, "Mom, who is it!"

"You kid, you call me just now. Xiao Zhang is here, why are you still sleeping?" Xiang Xiuli scolded her daughter when she saw her outfit.

Han Xiaolan rubbed his eyes and then saw Zhang Moqian sitting on the sofa with a smile on his face. She screamed in an instant and turned into the room.

Hurt to death!

Han Xiaolan was angry in his heart. Zhang Moqian looked at him like a fujoshi and cursed him, Zhang Moqian, you bastard.

In the living room, Xiang Xiuli was stunned for the first time when she saw her daughter like this. She said to Zhang Moqian awkwardly: "This child."

"It's okay, Aunt Xiang, I've been used to it for a long time." Zhang Moqian said with a smile.

When Xiang Xiuli heard Zhang Moqian's words, his eyes lit up... He had already gotten used to it, which means that he and his daughter had developed to that level?

As a mother, Xiang Xiuli was secretly happy and said quickly: "Xiao Zhang, why don't you go in and see Xiaolan first? I'll go to the kitchen to help your uncle, and it's enough for lunch for a while."

"Uncle Han is here too?" Zhang Moqian was stunned.

"Yes, he was going to fly to the United States to discuss business, but he came to Suzhou and Hangzhou first, and then check out Xiaolan. He would fly to the United States tomorrow. And I will stay here for a few days with Xiaolan." Xiang Xiuli said, and then went into the kitchen.

Zhang Moqian nodded, and after Han Xiaolan's mother left Xiuli, she walked towards Han Xiaolan's room. Perhaps because she had lived with the charming and unparalleled Teacher Jiang for a long time, Teacher Jiang used to a bad habit of Zhang Moqian - not knocking on the door when entering the room.

And at his own home, Han Xiaolan forgot to lock the door.

So, when Zhang Moqian pushed the door and plunged in, Han Xiaolan screamed again. This time the decibels were even better than the one just now.

Zhang Moqian's eyes were dull... because... because of the... Han Xiaolan was changing clothes, his breasts were slightly exposed, his long legs were seductive, and he was extremely sexy.

Slim breasts, beautiful legs, lace lace bras, lace lace underwear.

This is the most direct thing that Zhang Moqian can see in his eyes at this moment. Han Xiaolan's skin is very white, his thighs are round, and there is no trace of fat on his abdomen.

Although Zhang Moqian had already taken off his virgin hat and rolled over the sheets with two women, and had performed the most primitive reproductive movements of human beings, he was still immersed in his eyes and was stunned at this moment.

Gulugulu!

Faced with such a erotic scene, he swallowed his saliva without any effort.

What do you say?

Beauty is the best gift God gives to men.

Han Xiaolan in front of him is a top beauty with a breast, a brain, a face and a superb figure and temperament. Han Xiaolan's lap plot made Zhang Moqian feel a sense of excitement... Conquering a lap is much more exciting than conquering a beauty with normal sexual orientation.
Chapter completed!