Chapter 474

Shangguan Qiaoyun? Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't expect anything. Long before the end of the world, Shangguan Qiaoyun was a really mature woman who had her own ideas. She knew how to use all kinds of tricks to get what she wanted. After the end of the world, she did the same. If she changed her place, she might be in trouble. Just in the chicken farm, she met two men who were not confused by her. One made her fear and let her escape, Another made her who she is today.

Zhang Xiaoqiang has always been at odds with Shangguan. It's because he can't grasp this woman's mind. Susie's rebellion is a thorn in his heart. It's just that he can't get it back. Losing it after getting it is the most annoying thing. Shangguan is mature, elegant, intellectual, with her own outlook on life and judgment. She is smart, mysterious and beautiful, With her body and strength, she is no longer a vine attached to a man. All of these give Zhang Xiaoqiang the impression that she is a cat.

Cat is mysterious, elegant, or intimate. It is also unfamiliar. It does not know when it will leave by itself. For a man, looking for a mysterious, elegant and intelligent lover like cat, his wife should guard his home, just like a dog. It is not sarcastic, but a fact. A dog does not feel poor. It doesn't care whether you feed him meat, bones or chaff, It can stay at home and wait for you after your accident.

Yang Ke'er and Yuan Yi are both candidates to be wives. They will not leave because of other reasons. They are little women who depend on him, even if they have strength. For them, the most important thing at home is Zhang Xiaoqiang.

All kinds of thoughts are changing in Zhang Xiaoqiang's mind, and the evolution and development of all kinds of things are also in his mind. In his opinion, the worst situation is that he is abandoned. How can he live with his wife and his wife when he becomes a useless person.

A burst of pungent fragrance will be the soul of the tour outside the sky he gave hook back, Yuan Yi holding a large plate of food sitting beside his bed········

"What else... If it's not enough, I'll do it again..."

Yuan Yi's voice is still as cool as before, pure as the wind chime, dancing, flowing spring murmuring, Zhang Xiaoqiang listening, I can feel the deep affection and care from the bottom of her heart.

"Enough... I'm full... I haven't eaten so much for a long time, you know, for the first time

Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly felt that he had completely let go of himself in front of Yuan Yi. He had never told his past in front of women before. After all, his image in women's eyes was a strong man, a strong man who could shelter them from the wind and rain, A man worthy of them.

The real him is just a man who lived in the house before the end of the world, a man who is not young, a man who is not shivering but can't find a wife. He doesn't want to tell Yuan Yi his identity as a man who lives in the house. He thinks that it will distance them. You know, Yuan Yi is a little higher than him, and he is the boss of a big company before the end of the world, It made him feel bad. He never felt good.

When he found that he might lose his ability and become a useless person who can't walk, he let go. He took the initiative to tell yuan about his life before the end of the world, his performance when the virus broke out, his fear when going out for the first time, and his complex mood after finding cabbage.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's words are very messy. Some things are scattered and not touched at all. He tells Yuan Yi that he is reluctant to leave home because of his bed and computer. He tells Yuan Yi that there are a lot of * in the computer. Naturally, he says it without any bad meaning.

Lying on the bed, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the steel pipe on the top of the tent and said these words. What did he want to express at first? He has forgotten that he just wants to find someone to listen to. He has never complained so comfortably that he didn't do it before the end of the world, nor after the end of the world. When he finds that he may lose everything, he puts it down and wants to find someone to listen to.

The light in the tent is not strong. Yuan Yi sits on the edge of Zhang Xiaoqiang's bed with a high empty plate on the stool beside her feet. Besides the stool, there are more on the ground. Zhang Xiaoqiang ate more than 30 big men's dinner at one time. Yuan Yi should be surprised by such a large amount of food. Yuan Yi didn't have any surprise. She was afraid that Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't have enough to eat, It's normal for a man to eat more.

Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't let Yuan Yi go out. If she wants to talk with her, it's Zhang Xiaoqiang. Yuan Yi doesn't even make a sound from the beginning to the end. She looks at Zhang Xiaoqiang quietly and looks at her head. She is quiet and indifferent. There is a smile on the corner of her mouth. Her right hand tightly holds Zhang Xiaoqiang's hand on the bedside, with ten fingers clasped.

There is a soft wave in his eyes, like the autumn water, soft and pulse. At this time, Zhang Xiaoqiang is different. He is no longer the figure that she can only watch silently. He becomes lively. He is no longer the God in her heart, but a person, a man, her man.

She looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was talking endlessly. Every word Zhang Xiaoqiang said was recorded in her heart. It was him, his past, his experience, and his treasure. Now, at this moment, he shared this most precious thing with her. Yuan Yi was drunk and intoxicated. The whole person felt like walking in the clouds. He was soft and full of heart, Full of his love, love for him.Yuan Yi is a little woman. Under her strong and cool appearance, she is a hot heart. There is only one person in her heart, a man, Zhang Xiaoqiang. The little woman is charming. Her charm can only be seen by Zhang Xiaoqiang. She is not coquettish, not a little bird depending on others, but silently and silently displayed when he needs it most. A bowl of hot porridge, a caring look, And here I am looking at him and listening quietly.

"I'm... I'm... I'm injured, and I may never get up again

Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly brought the topic to his injury. He was a little nervous. He stared at Yuan Yi and said in a soft voice:

"What do you think?"

Yuan Yi unconsciously clenched Zhang Xiaoqiang's rough hand. When she saw Zhang Xiaoqiang's expression, it seemed that there was no despair and sadness, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"You are my man, now and in the future, you can't hold the bowl, I feed you, you can't stand up, I hold you, you want to climb mountains, I carry you, you want to see the sea, I take you."

Zhang Xiaoqiang closed his eyes and said softly, "you go... I'll sleep for a while."

Yuan Yi's answer is firm and unquestionable, but Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart seems to be hit by a hammer. He closes his eyes and listens to Yuan Yi get up to clean up his plate and gently lift up the tent