Rebirth of the entertainment industry and the return of the queen

Chapter 1129: Like Jewels and Treasures
Xia Ling knew that she couldn't hold him back, so she stopped insisting and obediently obeyed his arrangement.

Pei Ziheng was afraid that she would be cold, so he put his arms around her shoulders, pulled her into his arms, and covered her from the surrounding chill with his own body temperature.The fireworks lit up again, and he motioned her to look up: "Your favorite iris."

And the rose that he thinks suits her best.

Countless fireworks bloom and die in the night sky, just like a gorgeous feast, which makes people fascinated.

Xia Ling murmured: "It's so beautiful." Girls always have a natural yearning for beauty, and she stretched out her hand high, as if trying to catch the fireworks in mid-air, watching the flickering light pointing at her. The time changes, and suddenly said, "I really hope that every year can have today, and every year can have today."

As soon as the words came out, he felt a slip of the tongue.

How long can they be together?When he gets married and has children, he will spend New Year's Eve watching fireworks with another woman, and he will soon forget about her.What would she and her child do then?

Thinking of this, his expression darkened.

Pei Ziheng didn't notice her thoughts, and just said: "If you like it, I will watch it with you every year."

Xia Ling gave a forced smile and said, "I'm tired, let's go back."

"You don't believe me?" Pei Ziheng asked, turning her delicate face.

Xia Ling said lightly: "Believe it or not, do we still have a future?"

He suddenly lowered his head and gave her a long kiss.Shocked, Xia Ling was about to push him away, but found that his body was firmly imprisoned by him, and she couldn't push him away no matter what.Feeling his lips colliding with hers, tossing and turning to seduce, to attack the city gently, not at all the cruelty of the past.

Fireworks bloomed behind the two, reflecting the entire Xicui Lake like a dream.

Xia Ling was so breathless by his kiss, he finally let go of her at some point, and said in a hoarse voice, "I can't bear to part with you."

She felt sore and wanted to cry: "What are you reluctant to do?"

Pei Ziheng caressed her delicate lips like rose petals, and said softly, "Shall we have more babies? Girls are like you, boys are like me... No, don't be like me, he wants to give happiness to the one he loves." .”

Her body shook, and tears fell without warning. It turned out that he knew she was unhappy. "Why?" she cried, "Why did you do this to me? I hate you...I hate you."

Pei Ziheng said, "I love you."

He never took the initiative to say love to her, not even when the lingering in bed was the most emotional, but now, on New Year's Eve in Xicui Lake, under the grand fireworks rain, he said that he loves her.

Xia Ling's tears flowed even more fiercely: "Pei Ziheng, don't lie to me, you will only fall in love with your wife in the future, the piano and the harp will sing together, and you will grow old together. After a hundred years, you will be buried together, and what about me? I am alone, Just find a barren mountain and bury it, and no one will care."

Pei Ziheng stared into her eyes: "Although I can't give you a wedding, I promise that we will be buried together after death. It's just the two of us, and we won't be separated when we turn into ashes."

Xia Ling shook her head: "How is it possible?"

He raised a hand: "I, Pei Ziheng, swear to the heavens that I will be buried with Xia Ling after I die. If I can't do that, then I will be ashamed and I will die without a place to die."

She covered his mouth all at once: "You are crazy!"

He looked at her tenderly: "I only have you as a woman in my heart, but I still have the whole family and responsibilities. Marriage is a must, Xiao Ling, it's just a few decades of status, I promise to grow up with you in a hundred years For a long time, we will never be separated." He never said sweet words, these are already the most beautiful love words.

Xia Ling felt that she was really crazy, and she couldn't help but want to believe it.

Isn't he hurt enough?
She was tangled in her heart, hesitated, shook her head and said, "Liar, I don't believe you anymore." Before she finished speaking, her lips were suddenly blocked by someone, and his long and domineering kiss fell again.

The fireworks are all over the place.

Xia Ling's body went limp, and she collapsed into his arms, feeling that she was really worthless, and her whole heart trembled.She looked at him tearfully, eyes full of grievances and accusations, speechless.

Pei Ziheng stroked her face carefully, and asked softly, "Do you want to be buried with me?"

She wanted to say no, but her body seemed uncontrollable, and she nodded involuntarily.

He smiled lowly, seemed content, and kissed her again.

She closed her eyes to accept his kiss and his extremely gentle caress, thinking desperately, forget it, let it be like this... It's just a matter of being happy, so let's live it for so long.Wait until he really has a wife in the future.Who knows what the future holds?Maybe before that day, a meteorite would fall from the sky and destroy the whole world... She was amused by her own thoughts, but this was already the best ending.

Little by little, she let go of her grievances against him, and concentrated on raising the baby, looking forward to the birth of the child.

The little guy can already move, kicking and beating in her stomach from time to time, looking very energetic.She followed the family doctor brought by Pei Ziheng to learn the way of health care, and did some simple exercises, hoping that the child would be healthy.Thinking about choosing a name for the child, he asked Pei Ziheng, "What should I call it?"

Pei Ziheng said warmly: "Girls are called Baozhu."

Xia Ling frowned unhappily: "Baozhu? It's really ugly."

"It's like pearls and treasures, like Luo and Ying, what's so bad about it? She is our treasure."

Xia Ling asked: "Then why isn't it called Yingluo? It also means beautiful jade, which sounds much better."

Pei Ziheng was silent for a moment. For some reason, the name Yingluo always made him conflicted.It seems that in a distant unknown time and space, there is also a baby girl named Yingluo...

However, that was not his child.

"Let's call it Baozhu," he made up his mind. "Who dares to say that my daughter's name is ugly?"

"Tyrant." Xia Ling muttered in a low voice, and asked him again, "What if I have a son?"

"Son..." The faint smile on Pei Ziheng's brow disappeared imperceptibly.

Before answering, Pei Jingyu's voice came from the other end of the corridor: "You two know that hiding here is boring, do you know that the house is in trouble? Brother Hall, the whole clan is waiting for you to bring them to sacrifice. Grandfather, today is the third day of junior high school and I still don’t want to go back. Grandpa is so angry that he is jumping around and smashing things at home!”

Pei Ziheng took advantage of the situation and changed the subject: "Xiao Ling, get ready, we're going back to the city in the afternoon."

Ever since Xia Ling knew that the old man Pei Zhenyuan had ulterior motives and tried to sterilize her, she felt even worse towards the entire Pei family. She said, "You and Jing Yu went back to worship the ancestors, why did you take me with you?"

"I'm going to send you to a safe place. I don't worry about you being here alone." Pei Ziheng lowered his head and kissed her, "Good boy, I'll take you to the hospital for a check-up when I come back from offering sacrifices to my ancestors. I know the gender of the child." After calculation, it has been more than four months.

Only then did Xia Ling smile: "Okay."

(End of this chapter)