"Later, I met Daddy, and I became less picky about food," Mengmeng said seriously. "Unlike Mom, who only knows how to fry eggs, Daddy is really good at cooking."

"If your Daddy were not great, how could he get me to marry him?" Zi Yan teased.

"Haha, good point." Zhang Han couldn't help laughing.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at his wife in a slip dress.

Her neck was smooth and slender. Her breasts were plump. She was indeed sexy as ...