Lord Zhan, your cute wife is not human

Zhan Hanyang looked at his brother lying innocently on the gun with a half-smile, and patted Zhan Hanjue on the shoulder.

"Brother, do you think you did it on purpose? You wanted to kiss your sister-in-law, but she didn't want to, so you took revenge on her by hitting her on the forehead, right?"

Zhan Hanyang turned his eyes up and down, left and right, glanced at Zhan Hanjue's expression, and then at Stina's expression, Yo, I'm so calm.

"Hanyang, it's nothing."

Stina took the ice cubes and continued to apply to her forehead, staring at Zhan Hanyang's strange smiling expression, she was really speechless.

"Well, it doesn't matter if you don't admit it, I understand it!"

Zhan Hanyang glanced at Zhan Hanjue secretly, saw that his face was drooping, and he felt that he had stabbed the tiger's ass again.

"Well, I'll go to the kitchen first to see how the lunch preparations are going."

After Zhan Hanyang finished speaking, he clutched his chest and hurried away, for fear that her brother would whip her to death in a sudden rage.

"You little sister, what's on your mind all day long?"

Stina's heart is broken. This little girl likes to make fun of her and Zhan Hanjue whenever she has nothing to do.

"How would I know."

Zhan Hanjue said helplessly.

"Nana, how long do you plan to hold the wedding?"

I thought that the harmonious atmosphere was destroyed by Zhan Hanjue, but Yin Shangxiang's sudden words almost caused the ice cube in Stina's hand to fall to the ground.

"This... forget it! I don't care."

Stina smiled awkwardly at Yin Shangxiang's smug expression and said.

"How can you forget it? The wedding is the most important thing in a woman's life. If you can't forget it, you can't be wronged!"

Yin Shangxiang had chosen a wedding venue for Zhan Hanjue and Gong Tingxiao long ago, and it would come in handy when they planned to get married.

But who knows that things will change, the groom is still her son, but the bride is no longer Gong Tingxiao.

She didn't know what happened during the time she left, but she still knew that as long as it was chosen by her son, she would accept it unconditionally.

Zhan Hanjue never said a word from the beginning to the end, and sat quietly on the sofa with his hands spread to both sides of the sofa, listening attentively to the exchange between the two women.

"Not wronged, really not wronged!"

Stina quickly waved her hand and refused, thinking: This is a fake marriage, why do you want a wedding?

At this time, Zhan Hanjue couldn't sit still anymore, he quickly got up and walked to Stina's side, put his hands on the sofa and bent down to stare into her eyes, talking playfully.

"I think what my mother said is right. There must be a wedding. Tell me what kind of wedding you want?"

Stina looked at Zhan Hanjue, who was close at Chi Chi, with a cynical look that really deserved a beating.

"Keep it simple! I don't like flashy things very much."

Stina pursed her red lips, and turned her head away from Zhan Hanjue's arrogance.

What does it mean that there must be a wedding? How can I tease my little brother after the wedding?
"Okay, okay, lunch will be ready in the kitchen right away, the two of you, let's discuss it in the future!"

Yin Shangxiang got up quickly, smiled at Stina with satisfaction, and then walked towards the third floor.

After Yin Shangxiang left, Zhan Hanjue immediately changed his face, and said in a cold tone: "Is the wedding a flashy thing? Then, Ma'am, what is practical?"

Still arrogantly, Stina stopped looking at Zhan Hanjue's stinky face, folded her arms around her chest in anger, and let out a "hum".

"Woman, you have a big temper!"