After dressing as a female match, I counterattacked

Chapter 719 "Zhizhi, it's been hundreds of years, and I actually forgot you overnight..."

"Ok, I know."

The response he gave was always so simple, as always.

Zhiyun took his hand and covered her stomach, she could feel his hand trembling lightly, the light blue veins on the back of his hand became more clearly visible, Zhiyun didn't know what he was trembling about, what he was afraid of .

Is that why you don't care about this child?

"Did you feel it? There is a little life here." When she spoke, her eyes were locked on his face.

And his gaze was fixed on her stomach.

"Hmm." He said.

His reaction was really calm.

Although he loves Wu Jiwu, he also hates Wu Jiwu.

Because of her dissolute behavior, all of this was caused. Therefore, his expectations from the beginning have also turned into hating this child.

Zhiyun took his hand away, pulled his clothes, tried his best to stand upright, and every word he said was so clear to his ears: "Little baby is always innocent, I know you hate me, hate me, But I hope you can accept this little baby. No matter how much you hate me, before giving birth to this little baby, can you, let me go? Let our baby go?"

Before, giving birth to this little baby...

You, can you, let me go?

Forgive me, our boy...

The moment the words fell, Zhiyun was asked by Han Qing to stretch out his hand and put it into his arms, "Zhizhi, I love you, I love you, I love you deeply, I love you a thousand times more than this child, I love you I only want you, Zhizhi, I only want you, please don’t want me, please don’t leave me, I’m sorry, I’m sorry..."

He said sorry many times.

Zhiyun closed her eyes, she actually misunderstood what he meant.

He thought that he didn't want this child, but only her.

Pushing him away, Zhiyun looked away, and his eyes no longer looked at him, "Han Qingrang, no matter how much you dislike this child, but I still want to give birth to her, even if she is not liked by my father."

"So, the baby is the only 'souvenir' you can leave me?" he asked her.

Hearing this, Zhiyun's pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at him in disbelief.

He said every word so clearly, "Zhizhi, don't hide it from me, I've already remembered it."

"Do not……"

Zhiyun didn't believe it, so she backed away.

But in the next second, Han Qing bent his knees slightly, and slowly knelt down in front of her. His posture was so humble, and he begged her with guilt like a flood covering him: "Zhizhi, love is selfish. I thought I loved you because I loved you selfishly, but I never thought that you gave me the same deep love."

He knelt in front of her, Zhiyun stood.

Such a proud man, just like that, kneeling in front of him.

Seeing him humbled into the dust, Zhiyun's heart seemed to be cut open, and then countless glass shards were stuffed in, the pain made her tremble.

He remembered it all...

He knows it all...

"Han Qingrang, you are always pushing me. Now that you know, so what. I don't have the rest of my life to stay with you. I don't have time anymore. Get up."

He was still kneeling before her, motionless.

No matter how much she beat and scolded him, he remained motionless and did not get up.

Zhiyun squatted down, stretched out his arms to hug him: "Han Qingrang, why do you want to remember, you shouldn't remember."

"You shouldn't know all this," he said.

He hugged her back, wrapping his arms tightly around her back: "Wherever you are, I will be there, life or death, the person in your life is still mine."

"no!"

When Zhiyun let go of his hand, he squatted down on the ground.

She protected her stomach for the first time.

She shook her head frantically, "I finally got your rebirth, don't even think about letting down all my hard work, I will never allow..."

"Zhizhi..." He called her in a low voice, his eyes fixed on her: "Do you think that if you die, what is the meaning of my life?"

"I left you a daughter, you have to take care of her to grow up."

"I love you."

"I..." Zhiyun stared at him with wide eyes.

"I deserve death."

"Don't say that, Han Qingrang..." Zhiyun hugged him, sobbing uncontrollably, crying like a child.

"Zhizhi, it's been hundreds of years, and I actually forgot you overnight..." Han Qingrang's voice was so mournful, like the last whimper of a trapped animal: "Children are important, but without you, Nothing in this world matters anymore, I will always be by your side, life or death."

"Han Qingrang..."

"Zhizhi, in this world, I only want to be with you forever."

Fool.

The dumbest idiot in the world.

Zhiyun cried until he could not make a sound, like a helpless child.

God, please help me curse this man's greed.

It's best to curse him: no worries for a lifetime, peace and joy.

……

……

Zhiyun's health has improved a lot during the two days of raising her baby in Tengfu.

It's just that those gray-blue eyes...

Gray-blue is very beautiful, but it probably means that the body is not healthy. Zhiyun is afraid that the gray-blue eyes will cause any harm to the baby in the stomach.

"Han Qingrang, is it true that my eyes won't return to their original appearance?"

Zhiyun looked in the mirror and saw himself in the mirror.

Because of the discoloration of her pupils, she has really changed a lot.

It's not ugly, it's not weird, it just looks more coquettish...

Cross his arms across his waist, "Zhizhi, look at my eyes."

He stood behind her, looking in the mirror.

Zhiyun saw him standing behind him in the mirror.

His pupils turned purple-gold, while Zhiyun's pupils turned gray-blue, "We are like two monsters. Will the child born be a little monster?"

"Even a little monster is a little monster with the most noble bloodline." He said.

Zhiyun turned around.

Touching his wrist, there was a layer of gauze, Zhiyun looked down, the gauze was not handled well, and it was tied very thickly, and there were bloodstains oozing out.

Zhiyun stared at the gauze in panic, "How did you hurt here?"

"Accidentally hurt."

"You lied to me!" Zhiyun obviously didn't believe it.

"Yes, I didn't lie to you." Whether she believed it or not, he wanted her to believe it, "Don't worry Zhizhi, it's a small wound, it's nothing serious."

"That's the wrist. If you cut it, there will be a lot of blood."

He was so pale, almost like her.

She was obviously the one who got hurt!
"It's okay, just a small cut, a scratch," he said.

Seeing his expression, Zhiyun knew he couldn't ask, so he didn't ask any more.

What he didn't want her to know, he couldn't find out by asking.

"Zhizhi, I'll take you to a place." He took her hand.

(End of this chapter)