What makes you think I will always like you?

It can only be said that Duoduo was indeed picked up by Liang Zhirou, with his mouth slightly open and his eyes dull... How come this person and the cat look so similar to each other in a daze?

"You think...can we educate our children well?" the girl whispered.

After the excitement and happiness passed, Liang Zhirou suddenly remembered this.

After all, she had a special situation since she was a child and didn't learn much experience in educating children from her parents...

Chen Lu came down from the herringbone ladder nonchalantly and said casually: "It will definitely be difficult for them to become peerless geniuses in any field with both good character and academic skills. But if you just want them not to do bad things, doesn't it just take some skill?"

Whether human nature is inherently good or inherently evil, it is always the environment that makes a person.

Children are the mirror of their parents. You can tell what kind of parents they are by looking at whether a child is well-educated or not.

Let’s just say that on the high-speed train or subway, some children are noisy and swearing throughout the whole journey, wishing they could talk about their genitals, while other children are well-behaved. The difference is so obvious that they seem to be two species.

Liang Zhirou lowered her head and stroked her slightly bulging belly twice with her right hand, "They just need to be kind people..."

It doesn't matter whether the child is smart or not, or how promising he or she is, as long as he doesn't do bad things.

"I didn't expect that your requirements for your children are quite low."

Liang Zhirou raised her head and smiled lightly at him, "I'm not that smart, but I still live a happy life."

Chen Lu suddenly felt a little dazed.

He didn't know if it was because he really became a mother, but he always felt that this idiot had matured a little overnight.

"That's because you have a good husband."

"Yeah, thank you~" Liang Zhirou stood on tiptoes and pecked him gently on the cheek.

"...I thought you would retort."

Chen Lu turned away and scratched his cheek, then quickly picked up the ladder and walked out of the room.

......

After lunch, Chen Lu finally contacted Peng Leyun and simply went to find him in person.

Some work matters are better to be told in person.

As soon as Chen Lu walked away, Lin Miaomiao came over with his hind legs.

"Let me see how big my daughter has grown!"

Liang Zhirou: "?"

"You're talking nonsense again..."

Liang Zhirou cursed softly, she was her daughter, not to mention she didn't know whether it was a boy or a girl.

Lin Miaomiao blinked, "Didn't you say you wanted me to be the godmother of these two children?"

"That's your goddaughter."

"Okay, okay, I won't compete with you. I think you're stingy."

Lin Miaomiao's fangs were exposed and she reached out to touch Liang Zhirou's belly.

"What are you doing at home?"

"Paint."

Liang Zhirou took her into the studio, picked up the brush and continued to paint on the canvas.

This picture is already halfway through, and it looks like the sunrise she and Chen Lu were watching at the Qiongzhou beach.

Lin Miaomiao looked at it carefully and was stunned for a moment. Painting is different for talented people.

However, her attention was not focused on this at all. She turned around and continued to look at the pregnant woman next to her.

This fool was wearing a satin white suspender nightgown with a thin lace hem. The girl was holding a paintbrush in her hand, and a few strands of hair fell from her ears to her face, and she let it hang. In mid-air, the whole person was quiet and focused, looking gentle and charming.

Lin Miaomiao smacked her lips vigorously and sighed: "It's different now that you're married. You look better than before after you're married."

"Why?" Liang Zhirou looked at her curiously.

Lin Miaomiao smiled deliberately and moved closer to Liang Zhirou, making a slurping sound on purpose.

"Because Zhirou, you are a wife now."

When she spoke, she paused deliberately to enunciate those two words very clearly.

Liang Zhirou's earlobes gradually turned crimson, and she quickly pushed her broken hair back behind her ears and stepped back a few steps: "You, you won't find a boyfriend like this!"

"I didn't plan to look for it in the first place." Lin Miaomiao took out an unused canvas from the side and placed it on the easel next to it. "I want to try it too. After drawing illustrations and sketches for so many years, I have never done anything like this."

"Are you still planning to be alone all the time...I can't play with you now, and I don't know how long I will have to wait in the future."

Liang Zhirou didn't want to talk too much. She had to spend time with the baby after the baby was born, so the time she could spare to play with Lin Miaomiao couldn't be as good as before.

Moreover, Lin Miaomiao is not as gregarious as she seems on the surface. Although she seems to play well with everyone, she actually does not consider many people as her friends.

Liang Zhirou suddenly found that many people around her were like this, and she was just stupid. Anyone who treated her well would be considered a good person.

Lin Miaomiao paused for a moment, then put the brush in the water and shook it. He chuckled and said, "When are you unhappy when you see me?"

"Here, you will be happier when you are with the person you like. Do you want to give it a try?" Liang Zhirou once again brought up this topic that had appeared countless times between the two of them.

Lin Miaomiao curled up her lips, "But Zhirou, I have a congenital heart disease."

As she spoke, she continued to raise her head and paint on the canvas, with a calm expression, as if she was talking about an ordinary thing.

"What if something happens to me when I'm over fifty, what should that person do?"

"Of course, if that happens, I'll die. I won't care if he marries ten more wives. I can only scare him with dreams..."

Lin Miaomiao stopped painting with a smirk, and suddenly turned to look at Liang Zhirou. The smile at the corner of her mouth gradually calmed down, but her eyes remained soft:

"But what if...he plans to die alone?"

Liang Zhirou pursed her lips and said nothing.

"Ten years, twenty years, it's much longer than we imagined. So even if that person is willing to accept this kind of thing, I can't accept this eventuality. It's better to be alone from the beginning."

The studio became quiet, with only the sound of brushes rubbing on the canvas. Lin Miaomiao moved the brush gently on the pure white canvas, and soon painted a golden beach.

"Didn't you have surgery?" Liang Zhirou pinched her fingers.

"It's almost cured...but I'm afraid. I really felt like I was only one step away from death back then. What if it happens again one day?"

Lin Miaomiao still smiled heartlessly, "Besides, I live so happily every day, why would I find someone to make me angry? What if I find someone who throws socks everywhere... Damn, I've already started fucking now Angry."

Damn it, I suddenly wanted to stab the person I imagined to death, even if he didn't even have a face.

She was just about to ask Liang Zhirou for paint, when she suddenly noticed a tear hanging on the innocent man's chin.

"You are pregnant, you must not cry." Lin Miaomiao was shocked. If Chen Lu saw her, he would have to dig a hole and bury her.

After knowing her for so long, she had never seen Liang Zhirou cry because she was not having a good life, but this Hanhan had cried countless times because of her.

It can only be said that some people are gentle to the core. They will worry about your worries, like your joys, and even feel sad for you.

Lin Miaomiao feels that having such a friend is the luckiest thing in her life.

Liang Zhirou quickly stretched out her hand to wipe away her tears and held back her tears. She originally wanted to comfort Lin Miaomiao, but she couldn't let Lin Miaomiao comfort her in turn.

After sniffing, the girl said slowly: "Look, I want to cry when I see you smiling..."

"..."

Well, this idiot doesn't sound very smart when he talks.

"Thankfully I understand what you mean."