Yin Ziran was inexplicably sour in her heart, but turned this sourness into anger, and squirted at Lusha, "Enough! Dead woman, where did you learn to cry and make trouble, do you want to hang yourself next? Don't think I'm not Know your tricks! If you have something to say in the car, don't shame me in front of outsiders!"
After speaking, I got into the car first, but didn't close the door.
Lusha was stunned by him, not knowing what she meant.
The only one stunned, stabbed Lusha, "Stupid! He asked you to go with him!"
"Huh?" Lusha hadn't reacted yet.
"What a pair of idiots! He told you not to be embarrassed in front of outsiders, that is, he treats you as his own!" The only one was anxious to push Rusha to the door of the car.
There were still tears on her eyelashes, and she stood by the car door blankly, at a loss.
Yin Ziran glared at her, "Are you going to get in the car? How long do we have to wait? Hurry to town before it gets dark!"
Rusha was irritated by his bad attitude and turned around, "No! Who told you to wait? Go and go!"
"The Chinese still have an old saying." Yin Ziran said slowly.
"What?" Lu Sha said in a huff. At this time, there was still a heart to teach her Chinese
"Marry a chicken, marry a chicken, marry a dog, follow a dog! You can't fall in love with it, you can figure it out!" Yin Ziran slammed the car door and said to the driver, "Drive!"
Marry a chicken with a chicken, marry a dog with a dog? Lu Sha read these words, vaguely guessed its meaning, but was not sure, and Yin Ziran's car had already driven a long way.
"Hey! Yin Ziran! Stop it! You make it clear! What do you mean!"
"Fool! He meant that you are his wife, you have to follow wherever he goes!" The only car quietly stopped beside her.
Rejoice, smile; pouting, angry! Outrageous! She turned into the only car, and she was so tugging every time she talked to her. This time she wouldn't be Rusha if she didn't get him down this time!
And Yin Ziran in the front, looking through the mirror, seeing her movements and expressions in his eyes, a faint smile appeared on the corners of his lips unconsciously, and the sailing in the future will not be peaceful...
At this point, everyone except Qiu Zhiyang has their own destiny, and Qiu Zhiyang's happiness, I believe, is not far ahead.
Life is like a journey. In every station, you may encounter different scenery, and when you hold your own warmth in your palm, you will only be happy from then on.
Leng Yan and his only happy journey continued after leaving South America, crossing the Atlantic Ocean, landing in Ireland, and traveling all over Europe, before setting the last stop in Greece.
The Aegean Sea is a memorable place for Leng Yanhe. Starting in summer, going around the earth, and taking care of the three expectant mothers, walking slowly, it was already winter when I arrived at the Aegean coast.
The Mediterranean climate of the Aegean Sea, the temperature is mild in winter, and it is often rainy. This, instead, gives the white walls and blue windows of the Aegean Sea a layer of hazy beauty on the quiet sea surface, which is the kind of unobstructed and transparent beauty in summer. No.
Still nostalgic for the sea breeze of the Aegean Sea. Can no longer lie leisurely on the boat and look up at the blue sky and white clouds, Leng Yan and the only day, holding an umbrella, hand in hand with the Aegean Sea, left shallow footprints on the beach.
Many past events are replayed one by one, speaking of the only one who finds a husband in thousands of miles, and the oath by the Aegean Sea, as if everything is still yesterday.
The sea breeze blows, and it seems that you can hear the call from the wind, "The only love Leng Yan, never regrets or regrets!" "Leng Yan loves the only one, never regrets or regrets!" That is the language recorded by the Aegean Sea for them , The sea is dry and the stone is rotten, never forget it!
The only abdomen is already high, Leng Yan is holding the only thick waist, and he who is about to be a father is full of pride.
"Wife, we can't be greedy anymore, otherwise the child will be born outside!" Leng Yan shifted the umbrella in his hand to the only side.
This period is the only one of the most comfortable and leisurely days in my life. Perhaps, she is the only woman in the world who has her stomach up and is playing around! She had to be moved by Leng Yan's favor.
Pregnancy trips are inherently more dangerous, but with Leng Yan's good care along the way, she didn't spend the slightest effort to taste the world's food, travel the world's beautiful scenery, and her body shape is becoming more and more round and jade.
She sighed reluctantly, "When shall we go home?"
"Hurry back to spend Christmas, okay? Christmas is the day to go home!"
Leng Yan’s dreamlike tone reminded the only thing that two years ago, she was also on the shore of the Aegean Sea. She smelled his breath in his arms and told him that the place where he is is home...
At that time, she looked at him earnestly and touched him, but she always felt unreliable in her heart. It seemed that her happiness was the grain of sand in her hand that would slip away from her fingers; now, she Leaning on his shoulder, I finally felt that he was so real by her side. Happiness was like the blue sky of the Aegean Sea, always quiet and never faded.
For no reason, he began to miss their little nest. Has the new puppy grown up at home? Does the climbing vine on the fence flourish? Are the holly wreaths ready for Christmas? OMG, she has to go back to dress up the Christmas tree! Also, how did Qin Ran "persecute" the company
Once the feeling of homesickness is provoked, it will grow very quickly, the only one can't wait, "husband! Go home! We will go home tomorrow!"
Leng Yan scratched her nose, "What a child's mind! I was nostalgic here just now!"
The only one sniffed, "I miss the smell of winter at home."
"The taste of winter? What is it?" Leng Yan thought it was funny, does the season taste too
The only thing I turned my head to think about was, "It’s very cold and cold outside, but at home, I enjoy the warm taste in your arms. It’s your taste, the taste of thick quilts, the smell of fire, and what you make. Hot pot taste... There are many more, in short, the taste that you can't experience outside!"
Leng Yan smiled, this is the taste of life!
(End of this chapter)