Hanyu if it were you

Mrs.

Changmin rubbed her head, "Good boy, don't force yourself if you can't talk." Zijue glanced at him, and suddenly felt that this kind of Changmin was really gentle, as if he could rely on him for everything, but he Obviously not much older than himself, obviously everyone is very childish, why does he look so reliable.

Zizhu didn't understand, but Changmin did. He didn't say much, but took Zizhu's hand and pushed the bicycle off the subway with the other hand.

Zizhu still had a little fever, but the early summer wind brought a hint of warmth but still made her shiver. Changmin put Zizhu's small suit on her, "Poor child..." He placed her hand on the The palm of his hand, his hand is very big, it hugs Zilu's hand completely, it is warm.

They sat down in a small shop next to the subway. There were very few people here. As far as the eye could see, there were only low-rise houses, no tall buildings, no endless stream of cars, and only shallow tranquility.

Changmin ordered a big bowl of noodle soup for Zijuan, it looked very appetizing when it was hot, Zijuan wanted to pour the chili sauce into it when the noodles were finished, but Changmin stopped him, Zijuan felt that it was a pity, but he still let it go down.

"Aren't you going to eat?" There was only a big bowl of noodle soup for himself, but Changmin didn't order anything else, which made Ziyi wonder if Changmin's inner core had been replaced, why he didn't have any interest in food today.

"I'll eat with you." As he said that, he took the chopsticks and spoon, Zizhu puffed up his cheeks, cheapskate, how could one bowl be enough, and he still rubbed against me.But he didn't think of Changmin's use.

Ah, it’s such a blessing to share [-] noodle soup with my dear wife~

Changmin happily took out his mobile phone and took a picture of the two eating noodles, and directly posted it on Weibo.

Changmin:

Today I finally took my wife and adults together for our honeymoon~

I am so happy, eating a bowl of noodles together is really a blessing~

Enhum, you guys just envy me~

Attached picture: Zijue carefully picks up a piece of noodles, while Changmin at the other end is eating the other end of the noodles, Zijue puffed up his cheeks but couldn't bear to let go of the food in his hand.

After lunch, Changmin rode a bicycle and took Ziyi to a small farm. The old wooden house looked like it would be blown away by the wind in a second, but it was unexpectedly strong. At least Zixi was in front of the window and on the door. , There are many crops drying on the roof.

An old couple walked out of the house.

"Yo, young man, you are here."

"Well, yes, the old man will trouble you today."

"Where is that, I didn't blow it up, it's the best to come here for honeymoon..." The old man is very talkative, from honeymoon to planting farms, to harvest, drying things, pickling pickles, there is almost nothing he doesn't know How to make Korean food in collusion.

Zijue has been listening silently by the side, but didn't talk much, while Changmin was chatting happily with the grandfather. The old couple thought the little bride was shy, and quickly led her into the house, took out the The prepared coarse clothes were put on for both of them.

"Are you ready? Then follow me." The old man's hair was all gray but he was still very energetic. He led the two of them through the backyard to an uneven field.Then they left the two "get along well, don't quarrel." and left.

"Isn't it fun? He's very enthusiastic." Changmin said looking at the dazed Ziju.

"Why do I think you've been stuck for a long time since you couldn't speak?" Changmin patted Zizhu's head, causing the other party to give him a dissatisfied glare.

"Look, this is sesame, that field over there is chili peppers, there are pumpkins over there, and there are fruit trees here too, but it takes a while to get there. Does Zizhu like to eat peaches? I don't know if there are any, nor Do you know if they are ripe... Changmin seems to be very familiar with these crops, some of which have only leaves and fruits that have not yet grown, but he can point them out one by one.

Ziju took his hand and wrote in his palm: "Changmin, you are amazing."

"Of course, I don't even think about who you are, my husband." Changmin showed his white teeth, "I still have to call you my husband, my husband, but I don't mind if you call me Anada." Changmin Min said to himself.

Zixi felt that Changmin had recently become very narcissistic. He was obviously a big boy with a poisonous tongue before, but after a trip to China, he changed drastically.

Of course Changmin wouldn't tell her that he had been preparing for this trip for a long time, and even ran over to greet the two old people first, and then he gave up after identifying all the crops in one side of the field.

He can't buy a large bouquet of roses for her like those people. He won't be too romantic, and she envies a plain life. Although he can't give it to her now, he can take her to experience it.

They will end this relationship one day, because it is a show, they are not a real couple, but he hopes to make her live a happier life than ordinary couples.

Because she doesn't look as indifferent as she appears, and doesn't want to be as happy as she appears.

Zijue is picking vegetables in the field, and Changmin is picking fruits at the other end. Usually Zijuan has not picked the vegetables on one side, and Changmin on the other side will yell that the ones are not ripe yet, my wife, don’t pick the useless grass. ~! !

"What an energetic young man." The old man said to the old woman next to him.

The old woman nodded with a smile.

The two found soy sauce in something like a wine jar, which seemed to be brewed with that other material.Zixi wanted to eat meat, Changmin went to catch the chicken, the old man wanted to help, but he shook his head and wanted to come by himself, there was always a rooster on this side, and there was always a hen on the other side, Changmin decided that the old hen was better, but the ideal is beautiful The reality is cruel. When Changmin stared at the chicken feathers and hugged the thumping old hen in his hand, Ziyi suddenly felt that he was really too cute.

"Changmin, so cute." Ziyi said with a smile on his lips.

Changmin showed her white teeth, "Who am I doing this for, you heartless girl."

In order to praise Changmin's good performance today, Ziju decided to cook for himself. Changmin blinked his eyes, but couldn't help swallowing a few mouthfuls of saliva, but he still asked: "Is it okay? Do you want me to... ..."

【Do you know? 】Zi Ju looked at him like this, Changmin shrank his head, but he didn't know much about dishes except egg rolls.

Waiting for his wife to cook with peace of mind, the old couple went to a neighbor's house to visit, Changmin was lying on the table panicked with hunger, his eyes were bleary-eyed in the direction of the kitchen, and finally couldn't help running over.

"Is it alright, is it alright..." Changmin anxiously ran behind Ziyi.

Zijuan was cooking, but Changmin suddenly hugged Zijuan from behind, resting his head on Zijuan's shoulder, which made Zijuan stiff for a moment but quickly returned to normal.

"Honey... I'm so hungry."

"Ma'am, your husband, I'm so hungry right now~" Changmin rubbed his fluffy hair against Zizhu's neck, and took a small piece of chicken from the side of the freshly cooked dish, "Um , delicious, and my wife is the best." It prevented Zizhu from patting him decently.

During the meal, Changmin kept talking about how delicious it was, and then he swept away the food, leaving Zixu a little dumbfounded, but Changmin's stomach was still flat, where did all the food go.

Changmin, does your stomach lead to another dimension?

When taking a walk after dinner, Ziyu kept scanning Changmin's stomach with her eyes, but Changmin didn't care, and pulled her up, "Sleep, sleep, my wife, let's go to bed."

"It's still early," Ziyi said with his lips.

"But my wife, you are still sick, be good~ go to bed with your husband~"

"..."

After the two of them made the floor, Ziju lay down and looked at Changmin who was facing him.

"Changmin, are you asleep?" Ziju opened his mouth again, but suddenly thought that she couldn't speak now, and Changmin couldn't see with his eyes closed.

"I haven't slept yet..." At this moment, Changmin suddenly opened his eyes, as if telepathic.

"Wife, go to sleep, so that you will be energetic tomorrow. Although I know you must dare to move... But if you fall ill again, your husband will be sad, so go to sleep."

Ziyi closed his eyes, and heard a soft whisper in his ear:

wife, lalanhei

74 Brother Zhilong is Mighty

Brother Zhilong is mighty

If I can hug even once, if I can make love even for a short time

Thousands, thousands, thousands, prayers, everyone, in twos and twos

Because I like this wish so much, it keeps growing like crazy

Want to get let become don't run away don't hide

—— Quan Zhilong "Nightmare"

"Good morning, Zimao, it's time to get up." Zimao rubbed her eyes, and before she could open her eyes, a heavy object weighed on her body. She pushed, but didn't move, and twisted her body again, finally feeling a little reluctant opened his eyes.

"Pfft~" The chuckle coming from the ear proves that the other party's mood is very happy at the moment: "Sure enough, my concubine, no matter how you look at it... um, cute." Resisting the wolf's claws and ravaging her head Impulsively, Yun'er pulled Zixi out of the bed, ran to the window and opened the curtains, dazzling eyes filled the entire line of sight.

"Look, what a beautiful weather..." Yuner turned around with a smile and blocked the too strong light with her hands. She just opened her mouth, but Yuner ran over and covered her mouth.

"No, no, dear, you can't talk now, you know, here..." Yun'er pointed to her own throat, and then pointed to Zi's throat: "You must protect it." Seeing Zi's exposed A look of disappointment: "Of course, didn't the doctor say that you will soon be able to do what you want to do, and then you can sing as many times as you want, ah and