Berserker King

Chapter 83 Brother Zhang

"Wow! Dad, your cooking is so delicious! Will you cook for me every day from now on?"

The little guy took a bite of Zhang Xuan's food, then let out an exaggerated cheer and said...

Seeing how easily her daughter was won over by Zhang Xuan, Xia Meng glared at him fiercely. She cooked for her daughter whenever she had free time, hoping to strengthen their bond, but over the years, her daughter had never praised her.

However, Zhang Xuan only cooked a meal, yet it elicited such an exaggerated reaction from the little guy, which made Xia Mengzi feel quite uncomfortable.

Seeing her daughter eat a bowl of rice in such a short time, Xia Meng, not to be outdone, squeezed a piece of vegetables into her mouth and then...

"Mom, don't take it from me, you're so annoying!" Xia Feixuan said angrily, then ignored the rice grains on her face, pulled the plate of food in front of her to her side, and carefully protected it.

"Xuanxuan, you can't finish it anyway, why are you being so possessive of your food?" The rich aroma lingered on her taste buds. Xia Meng glared angrily at Zhang Xuan. How annoying! How could she eat other people's cooking in the future?

Seeing Xia Meng's gaze, Zhang Xuan was somewhat taken aback. What's wrong now?

"Mom, you need to lose weight, don't take Xuanxuan's food!"

Xia Feixuan frantically shoveled food into her mouth.

Xia Meng tickled her daughter and giggled, "Mommy needs to eat her fill to have the energy to lose weight! But you, if you keep eating, people will call you a little fat girl!"

"No way! You and Dad are both so thin, I definitely won't gain weight!" Xia Feixuan seemed to transform into Sherlock Holmes at this moment.

After the family finished eating, the two beauties, one big and one small, lay back on the sofa, rubbing their round bellies.

After washing the dishes, Zhang Xuan whispered to Xia Meng that he was leaving.

Xia Meng waved her hand dismissively.

"Daddy, will you still come to cook for Xuanxuan tomorrow?" Xia Feixuan's big, adorable eyes were full of hope.

Zhang Xuan smiled and nodded, and the little guy smiled contentedly.

Wait until Zhang Xuan's figure disappeared!

Xia Meng then asked her daughter, "Xuanxuan, I've been cooking for you for so many years, why have you never eaten this much?"

His tone was clearly jealous!

"Oh dear!" Xia Feixuan looked at her mother speechlessly. "Mom, you eat more than me! Dad didn't eat much at all, and you ate it all!"

Even the plate of food that the little guy managed to protect was snatched away by Xia Meng.

Xia Meng's face was flushed.

I walked to the entrance of the residential area.

Qinglong was still waiting there, his upright posture attracting the attention of passing beauties.

Seeing this, Zhang Xuan laughed and said, "Qinglong, you're getting on in years, shouldn't you find a girlfriend?"

The Azure Dragon, who once commanded respect among countless enemies, blushed at this moment.

Zhang Xuan didn't care. Whether it was the Azure Dragon or the White Tiger, regardless of age or rank, they were old enough to apply for marriage.

When they returned to the villa, they saw Su Huai-ren practicing Zhenwu Fist with Su Nan.

Su Nan has already played quite well, but compared to her younger sister Ruoxi, she is still far behind.

Hearing the sound of a car coming from next door, Su Huai-ren quickly stopped practicing his boxing and dragged his reluctant granddaughter to Zhang Xuan's villa.

"Brother Zhang, I hope you won't mind that I came uninvited."

Hearing her grandfather's words, Su Nan immediately thought of Zhang Xuan's words from that afternoon, and her pretty face darkened: "Grandpa, he's about the same age as me, you should call him grandson!"

If Zhang Xuan really becomes the same generation as his grandfather, what will she call him when she sees him?