Zhan Yan said, "I have feelings." Wen Rao blushed upon hearing this.

"Really, Rao Rao. Do you want to... try it?"

Zhan Yan held Wen Rao's hand and moved it down. Wen Rao's little hand was hot.

"There's no need to try...you can recover first."

Zhan Yan said to himself, "Well, I will recover well. After all, I can't be careless every time."

"Raoruo, just wait."

He said this as if Wen Rao was in a hurry.

Wen Rao was so angry that she couldn't help but raise her hand and hit him on the head.

But he didn't really use any force, but this time he happened to be seen by Zhan's father and mother who came in.

When they came in, Wen Rao's hand was still on Zhan Yan's head.

When Zhan's father and Zhan's mother saw him, they turned around and walked back without saying a word.

Zhan's father: "Raorao and Xiaoyan probably haven't come back yet, let's go back first."

Zhan’s mother: “Yeah.”

Zhan's father and Zhan's mother were selectively blind and left just like that.

Wen Rao was still stunned.

In the eyes of Zhan's father and Zhan's mother, does what she did just now count as evidence of domestic violence against Zhan Yan?

Wen Rao was very embarrassed.

Zhan Yan looked at his parents leaving and wondered whether he was his biological child.

Just when the two people in the room fell into silence, Zhan's father and Zhan's mother came back again.

Wen Rao was ready to be criticized and educated by them. After all, Zhan Yan was a patient, and she hit him on the head.

Unexpectedly, Zhan's father handed Wen Rao a cane.

It is used by Zhan's father to exercise and walk these days.

"Raoruo, use this. Don't use your hands."

Looking at the stick handed to him, Wen Rao turned to stone.

Zhan's mother gave Zhan Yan a hard look.

Although he felt sorry for his son before, Rao Rao worked so hard to save him, so why did he still make Rao Rao angry?

Rao Rao loved him so much that she wouldn't have done anything if he hadn't made her angry.

This time they both stood tall.

"Dad, Mom, we were joking, there was no quarrel, there is no need for this."

Wen Rao carefully returned the stick to Zhan's father.

But Zhan's father said seriously, "You don't understand. Men must be controlled and cannot be tolerated."

Zhan's mother also nodded and smiled in agreement.

Although she loves her son, but compared to someone who can take care of her son and turn this son into a warm person, she naturally prefers Rao Rao.

"Xiao Yan, apologize."

Zhan's father looked at Zhan Yan seriously.

The corners of Zhan Yan's mouth twitched. Just when Wen Rao was about to stop him, Zhan Yan looked up at her and said seriously,

"Raoruo, I'm sorry, I won't make dirty jokes to you anymore! It's my fault."

Wen Rao: "..."

Zhan’s father and mother: “…”

"Haha... Xiaoyan, um... it's time for your dad to do rehabilitation. Let's go first. You guys can talk slowly."

Zhan's mother pushed Zhan's father and left quickly. Both elders looked embarrassed.

This is the fun of a young couple, but the two old people took it seriously, but others ruined it.

For the first time in embarrassment, Zhan's father and mother were able to dig out three rooms and one living room with their toes on the ground.

"Laugh if you want."

After the two elders left, Wen Rao pinched Zhan Yan's chin.

Zhan Yan raised his head and couldn't hold it back, his chest shook with joyful laughter.

Wen Rao herself found it funny, but Zhan's father and mother were really better to her than their daughter.

Zhan Yan took the opportunity to hug Wen Rao into his arms.

"Raoruo, now in Zhan's house, I feel like I am an outsider, so you can't ignore me in the future, then I will be homeless."

Zhan Yan said this deliberately because he knew Wen Rao was soft-hearted towards him.

"It depends on how you behave in the future."

Just as Wen Rao pinched his cheek, there was a knock on Xiaoshan's door outside.

After Xiao Shan came in, he brought explosive news to the two of them.

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