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On the way back to the courtyard, someone was waiting at the intersection with a large suitcase. It was Yan Junge's spare clothes, which she had asked her mother's assistant to bring. After loading the suitcase into the car, she drove to the gate of the courtyard.

Ms. Bai Fan, Yan Junge's biological mother, had given up hope of having a grandson after seeing her son's stupid behavior for so long. When she knew that her biological son was chasing Zhang Yiyan to be a live-in son-in-law, she personally helped her son pack his luggage and said that it was better not to have this stupid son!

Yan Junge happily pushed the box and walked into the courtyard with Zhang Yiyan one after the other. When they came in, they saw Zhang Tianyuan practicing Tai Chi under a tree. "Wow, you guys got off work pretty early!"

Zhang Yiyan shook his head, "It's not early, I have to go out in the evening. Master, I'm going to take a shower first, we can talk later!"

He lowered his head and patted Heifeng's head, "Heifeng, follow Yan Junge to wash!"

"Wang!"

He spread his palms apart, shoulder width apart, palms facing downwards, and then slowly lowered them. Zhang Tianyuan let out a long breath, "Go!"

Then he stretched out his long arm, hooked the back of Yan Junge's collar, and smiled kindly, "Xiao Yan, where are you going? You can take a shower in this room."

Yan Junge was strangled by the back of his neck, but he was not embarrassed. He immediately smiled foolishly and tried to hide, but he couldn't hide at all. "Hey, Master, I just want to..."

He refused directly and ruthlessly, "Forget it, go to the room over there to wash. You are full of corpse stench, and the yard is stink. Don't let my apprentice's room be marinated with stench. Remember to wash it twice! The same goes for this dog. Don't come out if you don't wash it clean!"

"Woo~Yes, Master~"

Just as I took off my shirt, there was a knock on the bathroom door. "Xiao Yan, come here. This is for you. Master's secret magic water. It's the best for removing corpse odor. Rub it for a few minutes before washing, and then wash with bath salt."

Yan Junge opened the door, looked at the small basin of talisman water with dust floating in it, and took it, "Master, Yanyan..."

"My dear disciple Yanyan didn't get much dirt on him, and he can get rid of the corpse odor by himself. You should wash it quickly. Remember, wash it several times!"

"understood!"

This was probably the longest bath Yan Junge had ever taken. He first took off all his clothes, then took a towel dipped in magic water and began to rub it up and down, and also rubbed his hair several times.

It felt like it was almost done, so they had to rub Heifeng again. Heifeng put his front paws on the wall, like a black old man, and asked Yan Junge to rub his back. He patted Heifeng's muscular body, and rubbed it like a dog massage.

The talisman water became darker and darker the more I rubbed it. When it was almost done, I took the bath salt and rubbed it a few more times. My skin felt like it had turned red. I rinsed it vigorously a few times and then changed into clean clothes.

When he came out after washing, he saw Zhang Yiyan sitting on the sofa, unpacking the box, while Zhang Tianming was blowing his hair. "Baby, open it and see if you like it. Your master and I picked it out together."

He opened the package and found a new white mobile phone. He nodded, "I like it!" He took it in his hand and looked at it. Yan Junge came in and said with a smile, "Yanyan, I'll charge it for you and then install the APP."

"Okay, here you go."

He wanted to sit next to Yanyan, but was glared at by Zhang Tianming. Yan Junge tactfully sat on the sofa next to him and started fiddling with his cell phone. He decided not to take out the two couple cell phones in the box, otherwise his father-in-law would be angry.

"Come on~ Let's eat dumplings~"

Zhang Tianyuan came in with a tray with a plate of dumplings, two small bowls, and two pairs of chopsticks on it. "My dear disciple, Xiao Yan, come and eat. Master cooked it himself! It has shrimp and meat. Try it!"

"Thank you, Master!"

When the dumplings were served, Zhang Tianming put away the hair dryer, went back to the room and came out quickly, scooped a dollop of face cream and put it in his palm, "Baby, put on the face cream first, come on."

Zhang Yiyan shook his head and said, “I don’t want to apply this, it’s sticky on my face and it’s uncomfortable.”

"I changed it this time. It's not sticky anymore. Be good!" In Zhang Tianming's eyes, he still looked like a child. He had to coax him into doing things he didn't like. So, he coaxed her to put the cream on her nose, forehead, cheeks and chin. He covered her face with both hands and rubbed it evenly to help it absorb.

Finally, he squeezed his cheeks hard, and his mouth pouted slightly. Zhang Tianming smiled happily, "You kid, you don't like facial cream so much, huh~"

She tilted her little face up, her eyes clear and bright, with a hint of expectation, "Can I not rub it if I don't like it?"

"No."

"...(?6?0.?6?0)"

From the moment Zhang Tianming started rubbing Zhang Yiyan's face, Yan Junge could no longer eat his dumplings and kept staring at him.

I silently said in my heart, it’s my real father, it’s my real father, it’s my real father!!

Ignoring Yan Junge's resentful look, Zhang Tianming divided the dumplings into five small bowls, blew on them, and was about to feed them to Zhang Yiyan! The father and son were affectionate over there, and Yan Junge's eyes were red with anger, "Uncle Master, I'll do this job from now on, you don't have to work so hard!"

"Eat your dumplings!" Zhang Tianming didn't have to guess what he was thinking, he just rolled his eyes (?7?7_?7?7)

“呜～”(?1?7?6?1?0?7︿?6?1?0?6?1?7)

“Hahahaha!! Xiao Yan, you don’t know, they are the best together in the world, so don’t interfere!” Zhang Tianyuan smiled and patted Yan Junge on the shoulder, “You have to adjust your mindset, ah~ You will get used to it slowly! This is all experience, learn from it!”

"Thank you for the advice, Master!" I have to be extra nice to Yanyan so that my uncle can let him do these things in the future.

Zhang Yiyan looked at Yan Junge with a smile, then saw the dumplings being brought to his mouth. He took a bite and looked up at Zhang Tianming, "Delicious!" He reached out to take the bowl and chopsticks and ate the rest himself.

The latter tapped his nose and smiled indulgently, "If it tastes good, eat more. After you finish eating the dumplings, I'll cut some watermelon for you, okay?"

“好?2?9?2?5(?0?5?6?1?0?6?5?1-?0?5)?7?7”

After eating dumplings and watermelon, they chatted about the case. Seeing that the chat was almost over, Yan Junge stood up and rubbed Zhang Yiyan's shoulder, "Master, uncle, you guys take a rest first, I'll take care of this."

Yan Junge ate most of the dumplings, burped, cleaned the table neatly, and prepared to wash the dishes. He performed hard in front of Zhang Tianming and Zhang Tianyuan to win their favor.

Sure enough, Zhang Tianming and Zhang Tianyuan nodded and told him to go to bed early after he was done with his work.

When there were only two people left in the kitchen, Yan Junge hugged Zhang Yiyan from behind, tilted his head and kissed her cheek, "Baby, just watch from the side, your husband washes the dishes very quickly."

Zhang Yiyan nodded, but did not move. He just stayed in his arms, watching Yan Junge wash the dishes, the pot, and then wash his hands. "Yan Junge, you are so good at housework!"

"Hey;-) That's right, I'm a good family man who can handle both housework and cooking!"

She took Zhang Yiyan's hand and squeezed it, then compared it with her own hand, "Yanyan, your fingers are so thin and soft."

She clasped her fingers together and weighed them again, "They are still so small. You can tell at a glance that they are not hands for work. From now on, your husband will take care of all the housework! You just need to be beautiful!"

Zhang Yiyan smiled and said, "Slippery tongue!"

"Yanyan, let me show you what a real smooth talker looks like!" He held her small chin with his big hand and lifted her up, leaning back slightly, kissing her red lips. His tongue deftly pried open her pearly teeth and slid in to entangle them.

As their lips intertwined, Zhang Yiyan's body was turned half a circle, and he was held in the arms, almost drowning in the kiss.

The big hand slid in along the hem of her clothes. She had just finished taking a shower, and her skin was smooth and delicate, with a hint of coolness, and it felt very comfortable to touch.

Yan Junge feels that the order of work today can be changed. He should finish making the food first before going out!