She always gives in quickly and has no temper at all.
Han Qingrang pinched her waist.
The force was neither too light nor too heavy, and it didn't hurt, but it was itchy and impossible to resist.
She asked Han Qingrang, "What would you like me to give you?"
Han Qingrang said, "As long as it's given by Zhizhi, I like it. Anything is fine."
Zhiyun bit her lip and smiled. Han Qingrang asked her what she was laughing at, and Zhiyun said, "How about I give you another son?"
Han Qingrang: "..."
Even though I knew she was joking, her period just ended yesterday after all!
Zhiyun was indeed teasing Han Qingrang.
How could she get pregnant so quickly? She is not a sow.
Well, she was scolding herself again. She had already given birth to three children, and she had never thought about having a fourth one. After all, Xiao Yiren was already noisy enough. What if it was another daughter?
That would be painful and noisy.
But when she thinks about it again, she already has Teng Sheng, Teng Yun, Han Yiren, and her husband who loves her the most. She is already very happy.
"Let's go back to Smantu."
She looked at him with her beautiful, charming gray-blue eyes and said to him.
Han Qingrang agreed directly: "Okay, I'll be back whenever Zhizhi says I'll be back."
"Don't you even ask me why I went to Smantu?" She let go of his neck.
As a result, the man took her hand again and continued to hold it around his neck.
Zhiyun said he looked like an old baby, but he said, "An old baby is still a baby, and it only belongs to Zhizhi."
Zhiyun was so amused that she pinched his waist.
"Um……"
A muffled groan was heard, and Zhiyun felt a little hot all over.
It wasn't the heat of the air, but the sound of his voice.
"Almost eight years have passed in a flash, but every day I feel that our future life has just begun. It was so long before, and so short later, but I want to extend the future to infinity."
Zhiyun lamented that time passed so quickly like sand on one's fingertips.
"Zhizhi, our future is still long..."
Yeah, it’s still very long.
Don't be in a hurry.
It’s so fleeting, and everything has just begun. The infinity of the future is always something to look forward to. It’s always beautiful, so who can’t look forward to it?
The future of the proprietress of the Soul Pawn Shop and the Lord of Teng Mansion is still very long.
This story never ends and continues forever.
In the future, it will exist in another form and become eternal.
…
The last sunset slowly sank below the horizon.
Night began to fall.
A hazy white light began to flash on the beach, and a cool air began to surge up. Han Qingrang hugged Zhiyun tighter.
The good days are coming more and more.
She and he lay on the beach together, basking in the sun, or taking a nap under a parasol, or enjoying each other's company on a yacht with only the two of them, or riding a motorboat across the sea.
The shells I picked up are so beautiful.
A conch as big as the palm of your hand can make you hear the sound of the sea when you put it next to your ear.
Footprints were left on the soft sand, which took a long time to be blown away by the wind, and everything returned to calm.
Zhiyun looked at the distant sea and sky, leaving only a white afterglow.
She whispered, "I want to go to Smantu and look for our past story. It's so long, so distant. I don't want our story to be buried forever."
"I'll listen to Zhizhi."
"Shall we set off tomorrow, then?"
"good."
【Finale.2020.5.28】
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(There's one less person wearing dogwood branches. As I write this, I realize I haven't written Wei Lai yet. But since I've already written it, I'll post it first. It's up to you all to see if you want to read it. If not, just keep it in your thoughts. I'll listen to you. There will be another update today, later, which will be a special chapter about the parallel world of Zhiyun and Han Qingrang. I bow and thank you all for your support along the way. I love you.)
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