Hang up the phone, Zheng Ling solemnly with a face begged Zhan hanjue, "husband, I want to go back to the imperial capital."

Zhan hanjue looked at Zheng Ling with a stiff expression on his face.

Zheng Ling then held his face, but he acted coquettishly, "brother Jue, please. I miss the children, I miss my parents, and I miss the carefree at home

Zhan hanjue picked her up and put her on his leg. He felt her weight getting heavier and heavier. Zhan hanjue's nervous tension was slightly relaxed.

In fact, to some extent, it was Zhan hanjue, not Zhengling, who was sick. Because he became sensitive and cautious, his attention to Zheng Ling had reached the point of paranoia.

He held her tightly, a little uneasy, "I'm not ready. Will you give me some time? "

Zheng Ling felt Zhan hanjue's hesitation and realized it. She's sick, he's sick.

She shouldn't just put pressure on him.

She gently kisses his lips, whispers: "husband, don't worry about me. I'll be fine. "

She looked firmly at Zhan hanjue, "I used to be timid, because I was afraid that your mother would not like you and affect your feelings. Now I know that you will not leave me no matter what, I'm relieved. Don't worry. No one can hurt me except you. "

Zhan hanjue smiles, "fool."

Outside the window, I don't know when it will rain.

Can't do outdoor sports, Zheng Ling heart secretly happy. But he deliberately put on a regretful face and looked at Zhan hanjue, "husband, what should I do? I can't do outdoor sports today."

Zhan hanjue saw her big charming eyes twinkle with extraordinary color, and said, "it's good to do sports indoors."

"How to do it indoors. There's no gym? " Zheng Ling's face was suddenly depressed.

Zhan hanjue came over, picked her up and went to the bedroom.

Zheng Ling instantly understood what he was talking about.

The rain outside the window is getting bigger and bigger. The rain is beating under the plantains, playing the symphony of love.

I do not know when, Zheng Ling deep sleep in the past.

At dawn the next day, there was a crackling sound from the door of the courtyard.

Zhan hanjue got up, dressed and came to the villa door with an umbrella. Open the door and see Yan Zheng and Impatiens standing outside like a drowned chicken. Zhan Han Jue Jun's face sinks. He wants to close the door without thinking about it.

Thanks to Yan Zheng's quick eyes and quick hands, he put his hand into the crack of the door and began to howl miserably, "ah, my hand is broken."

"What are you doing here?" Zhan hanjue asked.

"Come to see you." Yan Zheng has no good airway.

Zhan hanjue gave up closing the door and turned to enter the room.

Yan Zheng and Impatiens went into the room with a smile.

"Where's my sister?"

"Sleep."

"I'll see her." Yan Zheng goes to the bedroom.

"You can't go," he said angrily

Yan Zheng turned his head and glared at Zhan hanjue, "tell me honestly, what have you done to my sister? Why can't I see her? You haven't contacted us for so long. Don't you know I'm worried about my sister? "

Then he ran to the bedroom, "I still have to see what my sister is like today?"

In the bedroom, Zheng Ling just showed his head, saw Yan Zheng and cried, "ah, I'm not dressed, you go out."

Immediately after that, Zhan hanjue pushed out Yan Zheng and Impatiens, and said angrily, "go away."

Then he locked the bedroom door.

Yan Zheng muttered outside: "I haven't seen it. What are you howling about? When you were a kid in crotch pants, what didn't I see? "

"Shut up." Zheng Ling roared shyly.

Yan Zheng heard his younger sister's full of abuse, but he cried happily“ I love to hear it

Zheng Ling felt happy when he had the strength to scold him.

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