****
"so much done?"
Yang Zimei picked up a set of Chinese style Hanfu at random. No matter whether it was sewing or tailoring, it was very delicate. She was so impressed that she wished she could grow a pair of Zhenzi's skillful hands.
"Lianyi and Xiaoqian are so cute that I can't help but want to do it."
She said with a smile.
"In the future, when we have children, you can make them more beautiful clothes."
Jiang Ziliang's face is full of longing light, "looking at a pile of their own children jumping around in front of you, watching you busy for them, that feeling must be very happy."
Zhenzi's hand, which was originally threading a needle, slightly stagnated for a moment. Her eyes darkened and she murmured, "I'm a living dead man. I don't know if I can have children."
"If we can't have children, we can maintain two lovely children like xiaoqianlianyi. It's the same."
Jiang Ziliang said in a hurry.
Zhen Zi stares at him for a while, with a touch in her eyes and a warm look, "Ziliang, I really want to give birth to a bunch of children for you. That's also my happiness."
"It depends on the will of God. If we have children, we will happily accept it. If not, we will live in a two person world, or adopt many children. All the same. As long as we can be by your side, I don't think anything matters."
Jiang Ziliang, who has always been reticent, spoke of these seemingly sweet words and was very smooth.
Because this is from his heart true feelings, speak sincerely, listen to people are also very moved.
Looking at Jiang Ziliang and Zhenzi, Yang Zimei secretly wishes them happiness.
As for the future direction of Zhenzi, she has no bottom, and Zhenzi herself has no bottom. She can only go step by step. As for whether she can give birth to children, she is even more unclear.
Zhen Zi is a living dead person, in her body, is can't see any face fate.
Zhenzi listened to Jiang Ziliang's words, regardless of Yang Zimei's side, put down the needle and thread in her hand and boldly held Jiang Ziliang's hand. Black pupil looked at him seriously and said, "I'm the same. No matter what embarrassing status I am in, I just want to be by your side. If one day, I lose my normal and be controlled, Ziliang, I hope you can kill me in person
Hearing this, Jiang Ziliang's heart was like a hard hit by the iron cone.
Sentimental, since ancient times, hurt and leave.
There is the joy of reunion, there is the pain of parting.
If it's just separation, there will be a day to get together.
One's greatest fear is to die and never see you again.
Now, two people are in you can't leave me, I can't leave you in the love, Zhenzi suddenly said the cruel truth.
Even if it is like Jiang Ziliang, a man with a heart of steel, he can't help but feel sad.
Zhenzi, already exists in the softest part of his heart. A little movement is enough to involve his whole heart nerve.
Jiang Ziliang, who had been through the rain of guns and bullets, was not afraid of heaven and earth, nor was he afraid of life and death.
His hand tightly held the hand of Zhenzi and refused to loosen it a little.
He was afraid that she would leave if he relaxed a little.
He was even more afraid that his hands, which had already killed many people, would kill his favorite woman in the future.
Is there anything more cruel in this world?
Yang Zimei was listening, and his heart was aching.
"Master --"
Zhenzi looked at Yang Zimei, "do you remember what I said? Once I die, you help me turn into ashes and let Ziliang take it. If I still have a soul, you can help me lock my soul on the jade and let me follow him all my life. "
***
www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!