When he spoke, his voice was fragmented.
"Baby, take care of the baby..."
"Um."
He just responded, and Zhiyun was speechless.
Knowing that he knew his limits, Zhiyun was only reluctant to accept...
…
A few days later, the two left the European Teng Mansion.
Went to Smantu.
Zhiyun has to continue to be the queen, she cannot be idle, because once she is idle, someone will not be idle.
Zhiyun sometimes secretly rejoiced that she was pregnant, otherwise... he really had no self-control.
The waves beat against the shore, and white foam splashed on the rocks.
The road winds around the sea like a long snake. Zhiyun was sitting in a black SUV, and the driver was naturally Han Qingrang.
"Where are we going? I should go back to the palace now." Zhiyun slowly opened her eyes and found that this road did not seem to be the way back to the palace, but the scenery was beautiful.
It is really beautiful, so beautiful that I am willing to stay here for a few more minutes.
"Let's go to a place that belongs only to the two of us."
He was so focused on driving that he didn't really tell her where to go.
It was a winery that looked like an ancient castle. Zhiyun recognized it from a distance. "If I remember correctly, this is Yiren Winery. Are you bringing me here for vacation?"
"Um."
Yiren Winery is not particularly famous in the whole of Smantu.
The reason why Zhiyun knew about this place was because this winery was related to the royal family. Not many people could come here, so it made sense not to go out, but it was recorded in Western history.
Until now, Zhiyun has not yet associated Han Qingrang with this castle-like winery, and she believes that this winery could be his and hers.
As we passed the end of the highway, the road ahead became narrower and narrower.
Further ahead, cars cannot drive in and can only be parked outside.
Because that road was covered with roses, and the entire castle was surrounded by roses.
He stopped the car, opened the door and got out. When Zhiyun was about to get out, Han Qingrang had already come over and carried her out of the car.
Zhiyun obediently let him hold her and walked forward.
He held it very steady, and each step he took was even more steady.
But Zhiyun really wanted to come down and take a walk by herself, so she discussed with him, "Han Qingrang."
"Um."
"Can you put me down? I want to walk around by myself. I don't want to be held all the time. We'll almost become conjoined twins."
"good."
He put her down obediently, but held her hand and said, "It's safe this way, hold me."
"What is there to worry about? I'm six months pregnant and the pregnancy is very stable. Are you afraid that I will fall?" Although she said this, Zhiyun still took the initiative to hold the hand he handed over.
The two walked into Yiren Winery hand in hand.
Zhiyun was wearing a skirt today. It was very loose, but not maternity wear.
Her belly was as round as a small watermelon, and her slightly curly hair was scattered behind her.
Seeing the lush roses in bloom, Zhiyun asked, "Can I pick one? If it costs money, we'll pay later."
"You can pick it." he said.
"Then you'll have to explain to them later that they should pay."
"Yes, I will." He responded.
Zhiyun let go of his hand and went over to pick the flowers herself.
The thorns of the rose are relatively large and have hooks. Zhiyun paid attention to them when she saw them, so she only picked one at the beginning.
It seemed a little difficult to pick it off with bare hands, so Zhiyun asked for help: "Han Qingrang, I cut my nails and can't take it off."
As soon as she finished speaking, Han Qingrang reached out and took the rose that she couldn't pick.
He picked the rose easily and gave it to her.
Zhiyun didn't take it, but said, "Put it on me, preferably next to my ear."
"good."
He really put the rose behind her ear.
"How is it? Does it look good?" Zhiyun asked him.
"nice."
It was so beautiful that it was distorted, so beautiful that Han Qingrang was a little dazed.
"Still picking?" he asked her.
"No." Zhiyun shook her head. "One is enough. Besides, we haven't told the owner of the winery yet. It would be bad and impolite to pick his flowers without his consent. You have to explain it clearly later. You can't use your status to pressure others, understand?"
"Okay, I'll listen to Zhizhi."
He always responded with 'OK' or 'Yeah.'
Zhiyun thought of something, took out her phone, turned on the camera, and said, "Let's take a picture."
"I'll do it." He reached for her phone.
"You don't have to come, I can do it myself." Zhiyun picked up the phone and took his arm, "Let's take a selfie, it's you and me."
"Weave."
"Hmm?" She looked up at him sideways.
He also glanced sideways, looking down at her, "Why are you taking a selfie?"
The smile on Zhiyun's face gradually faded after he asked this question, and the hand holding the phone slowly dropped down.
Han Qingrang picked up her phone again and said, "Leave us a photo for our baby."
Zhiyun was stunned.
Seeing her own miserable face on the phone, she felt disgusted with herself.
I don’t want to see myself so sad.
With a smile on her face, she dodged the phone in Han Qingrang's hand, then stood on tiptoe. Because she was still almost there, she raised her feet very high so that she could just kiss him.
Zhiyun kissed Han Qingrang on the cheek without hesitation.
With a 'click' sound, the photo was taken.
The first thing Zhiyun did when taking the photo was to flatten her feet and see how the photo turned out.
In the photo, she wore a bright rose on her earlobe, her hair was loose, a few strands of hair were gently blown by the wind. Her gray-blue eyes were particularly eye-catching, but incredibly beautiful.
She is not the point, and neither are her eyes.
The real point is that Han Qingrang in the photo had a silly expression on his face when he was suddenly attacked by her, like a little goose.
"It's okay," she said.
Zhiyun happily showed the photos to Han Qingrang.
But he was staring at her like a fool.
"What's wrong with kissing you? You're my man, what's wrong with me kissing you?"
"Zhizhi." He called her.
Zhiyun responded, "Well, go ahead."
"Zhizhi, can you kiss me again?" he begged her.
Zhiyun: “…”
So, this is called taking advantage of opportunities.
But she was willing to watch him get more and more presumptuous in front of her.
Without a word, she stood on tiptoe and put her arms around his neck.
Although she was standing on tiptoe, she still almost said, "Han Qingrang, could you please lower your head a little? You're making me, who can't wear high heels because of pregnancy, feel threatened by my height."
“…”
Her words made him laugh.
A low-pitched laugh emanated from his throat, "Then, I'll need a few more kisses."
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