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"Then you bow your head first."
"Zhizhi, please agree first."
"No, you bow your head first."
"Weaving."
"Still nowell"
He suddenly lowered his head and stuck it down.
The Adam's apple moved slightly, not too much, and Zhiyun's sudden kiss tightened its grip on his neck.
After a long time¡ª¡ª
Released his hand, Zhiyun couldn't help but clicked his tongue: "Although I have tasted it many times, I found that my Dr. Han is still as delicious as ever."
"So is the baby."
""
Zhiyun is very greedy for the beauty she has now.
It would be great if she would not die, then she and Han Qingrang would be together forever and raise this little baby together.
He and she will definitely be one of the many happy couples in this world.
But, there is no if.
These are ultimately wishful thinking and will never happen.
She will die, and she will die after giving birth to this baby.
Zhiyun tried his best to hide the sadness in his heart and did not show it on his face.
"Dr. Han, you will be safe and happy, and live a long life."
"So is Zhizhi."
"Yeah." Zhiyun nodded, with a heavy nasal voice.
The two of them knew each other tacitly, but they both wished each other a long life.
However, Zhiyun thought about his lifespan. He would not only live a hundred years: "Han Qingrang, will you live forever? You won't get hurt or die, right?"
"Weaving."
Zhiyun looked at him.
He said, "Although I won't be hurt or die, I will always be with you. This is my promise to you, forever."
Zhiyun forced herself to look away and stop looking at him.
She was really afraid that she would cry again without any spine.
During the recent period, her mentality has been well controlled, she no longer sheds tears, and her mood has become particularly cheerful.
"Zhiwei, let's continue filming." He said.
"Do you want to take pictures?"
"Yeah." He responded.
Zhiyun said yes, and then raised his phone. Just as he was about to strike a pose, his faint voice said, "Zhizhi, we want to kiss you again."
Zhiyun: ""
She couldn¡¯t laugh or cry, especially when he said seductive words to her with that serious look on his face.
Zhiyun stood up on tiptoes and pecked his chin gently, "Take the picture."
Then he put his feet flat and pointed at his face, "Isn't it time for you to kiss me?"
He was more directwell, he kissed me directly.
The gray-blue eyes blinked, and Zhiyun enjoyed his kiss.
The two of them were delayed here for a long time.
The sunshine is just right and the breeze is not dry.
The surrounding area is exuding the fragrance of rose flowers. Zhiyun likes this floral fragrance very much. It really feels like being in a sea of ??flowers.
Bypassing the big fountain, stepping on the cobblestone path, and then stepping on the stone stairs one by one, the two of them arrived at the gate of Yiren Winery.
"Who are we here to visit?"
"no."
"Huh? What is that?"
Han Qingrang said to her: "Zhizhi, let's come here and spend every moment of our time together."
?That¡¯s it.
The door of the winery opened, and two men dressed as butlers came out. When they saw Han Qingrang, they bowed down respectfully and called him respectfully: "Mr. Teng."
Han Qingrang hummed and introduced: "She is my wife."
The two housekeepers looked at Zhiyun.
Immediately, they looked at each other again, leaned down respectfully, and addressed Zhiyun as: "Mrs. Teng."
Zhiyun blinked his gray-blue eyes with confusion.
Han Qingrang took her hand and said, "Zhizhi, it's time for us to go in."
Zhiyun followed him, and they went in together.
On the way, Zhiyun asked him, "Do you often come to this winery?"
Even at this moment, Zhiyun has not connected Han Qingrang with Yiren Winery.
"Occasionally." He replied.
Zhiyun was dubious, "Yiren Winery,You are most directly related to the Smantu royal family. Your other identity is Mursidi, but they call you Mr. Teng and not His Royal Highness Prince Mursidi. "
"That's right."
Han Qing made the smile on his lips grow deeper, but did not answer her questions.
Zhiyun hummed and didn¡¯t ask any more questions.
¡°Whether it is His Highness Prince Mursidi, the Lord of Teng Mansion Teng Qingdu, or her Doctor Han Han Qingrang, these three are all his names and identities.
As for how the name Han Qingrang came into existence, Zhiyun never understood, nor did he think deeply about why his surname was Han or why he was named Han Qingrang.
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In this winery, Zhiyun completely felt the true medieval style and charm.
After the two had a meal, Zhiyun and Han Qingrang went to the vineyard together under the leadership of the housekeeper.
This vineyard is wider than the vineyards Zhiyun has seen before.
Purple-black grapes are hung in bunches on the grape trellis. Each grape is very plump: the steward picks the grapes in front of his face, cleans them, puts them on a golden tray, and brings them to Zhiyun on a cart. He Han Qingrang stood in front of him.
"Mr. Teng, Mrs. Teng."
The butler serves freshly picked grapes.
Han Qingrang took one, peeled it, and fed it to Zhiyun's mouth. "Try it. It's not too sweet. You will definitely like it."
Han Qingrang used the words "definitely", which means she is sure that she likes the sweet and sour taste.
Zhiyun opened his mouth and bit the grape flesh.
The grape skin is purple-black. I thought it would be very sweet, but unexpectedly, it was both sour and sweet.
In an instant, a warm smile appeared on Zhiyun¡¯s face, ¡°It¡¯s indeed delicious.¡±
I responded to the three words he said: I will definitely do it.
Seeing how satisfied she was, Han Qingrang also smiled.
Zhiyun enjoyed the process of feeding himself grapes. The two of them stopped and walked, visiting one third of the vineyard.
The grape racks were full of fruits. Looking at so many grapes, Zhiyun asked, "Isn't it time to pick them all?"
"Well, just these two days." It was Han Qingrang who answered her.
Immediately afterwards, the two housekeepers told her the long-standing story of the entire Yiren Manor, where the grapes in the vineyard will be sent after they are ripe and picked, how to make wine, process, seal, ferment, etc
Midway through, Zhiyun asked, "I'm sorry to say this, but I really don't know who the owner of Yiren Winery is?"
The two housekeepers who were leading the way looked at each other in confusion when they heard Zhiyun ask this question.
Seeing the reaction of the two housekeepers, Zhiyun turned to Han Qingrang and said, "I'm not very familiar with Yiren Winery. Ever since I heard about it, including coming here, I only know that Yiren Winery is related to the royal family, and I don't know about Yiren Wine." Who is the owner of the village and what is his status in the royal family."
Zhiyun just finished speaking.
The two housekeepers also looked at Han Qingrang.
Zhiyun felt vaguely that something was wrong. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com