No one blamed on this matter, and no one expected it to turn into this.? Long Xiaoqi, who was sitting there, looked strange, and looked at Zhao Ying and Hou Xiaolan talking and laughing, and couldn't get into the conversation at all. The guy next to him closed his eyes and rested. Everything had nothing to do with him, and he had no ability or experience to deal with such things. Zhao Xingzi followed him and looked at this and that, and smiled from time to time, as if he wanted to see how Long Xiaoqi was unlucky. But after looking at him, he didn't see Zhao Yingbiao, but instead looked indifferent.

It's too complicated, the bystander is always just the bystander.

"Wife, my..." Long Xiaoqi stopped talking.

"Well..." Zhao Ying made a nice and um sound and said to Long Xiaoqi with a smile: "Are you guilty? Do you blame yourself? There is no need, how long can I occupy you? After I die, you will still belong to someone else. Year, two, three years... You can miss me for the rest of your life, but I can't accompany you for the rest of your life. I can't accompany you in the future, and I can only walk on your own."

"Bad!" Long Xiaoqi glared at her eyes: "If you die, I will die with you!"

"Well... I'm wrong. I can die with you, but I die, but you can't die with me." Zhao Ying reached out and stroked Long Xiaoqi's cheek and said softly: "You have to raise our children, if you want your children to be orphans..."

Zhao Ying never blamed anyone, let alone Long Xiaoqi. This happened too suddenly and was not something that anyone could control. After she was born, she could only face it. In the process of facing it, Zhao Ying grasped all the initiative, and in fact she was the only one who could grasp the initiative. It looked like a big sister, and Long Xiaoqi and Hou Xiaolan were little brothers and sisters who were cared for by her.

"If you die, go to the ancestral tomb." The young man suddenly said something.

The words are simple, but they represent the attitude of the young man and the attitude of the Long family. The Long family admits that Zhao Ying is born as a member of their Long family, and dies and enters the ancestral grave, and is the ghost of their Long family.

"You can't get in." The young man said another sentence and looked at Hou Xiaolan.

Zhao Ying smiled, her eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and she nodded to the young man to express her gratitude. Hou Xiaolan, who was beside her, looked at this and that, and slowly ate with her head on her back.

"Let's go." The young man stood up and said to Long Xiaoqi.

"Wait, I'm now..." Long Xiaoqi was entangled.

"You can't solve it." The young man patted Long Xiaoqi's shoulder and said, "Now you are redundant, let's go, northwest."

Long Xiaoqi has indeed become redundant. He has no meaning at all when sitting here, and he is at a loss. He is so embarrassed that he can't even say anything. Why are you still sitting here? This gangster finally became honest. It was the first time since he was a child that he was so obedient and honest.

"Then I'm leaving?" Long Xiaoqi asked Zhao Ying carefully.

"Well... can you accompany me to the bathroom?" Zhao Ying stood up.

"good!"

Long Xiaoqi and Zhao Ying walked towards the bathroom together and walked into the bathroom together.

"Oh! I'm really going to be soaring. Long Xiaoqi is dead this time!" Zhao Xingzi gloated and said, "Look, when he comes out, Long Xiaoqi keeps breaking his arms and legs. This unfaithful man, this scum, from the beginning, I knew that Long Xiaoqi is not a good person. He is always talking and being beaten to death, he..."

"Plop!"

Zhao Xingzi, who was talking, suddenly flipped off the chair and lay straight on the ground and fainted.

Hou Xiaolan looked at Zhao Xingzi angrily, and the young man looked at Hou Xiaolan in horror. He knew that Hou Xiaolan had poisoned again, but he could not tell how the other party poisoned him no matter what. This little girl who seemed harmless was simply a hidden poisonous snake. Whoever messed with her would make her unhappy would be in trouble immediately.

"Brother, Brother Seven is not a disbelief." Hou Xiaolan blinked her eyes and said to the boy: "I don't want to enter your ancestral grave. I know I'm not worthy, but, but..."

"We only admit Zhao Ying." The young man said coldly, not showing any mercy to Hou Xiaolan.

The Long family’s ancestral tomb cannot be entered by anyone who wants to enter. Although it is the same when a person dies, for Chinese tradition, death is the greatest. This represents recognition or not, and more importantly, respect or not. This is not useless, but in a sense it is the most useful!

"I only admit Sister Zhao Ying." Hou Xiaolan blinked her eyes, silly.

The young man just glanced at Hou Xiaolan indifferently, continued to remain silent, and stopped talking. He had already said anything he could, and it would be unnecessary to continue talking.

In the bathroom, Long Xiaoqi and Zhao Ying looked at each other, their eyes full of guilt and self-blame. He had not yet thought about how to face Zhao Ying, but he faced Zhao Ying in the shortest time.

"Well... First, I want you to marry me; second, I want to live in your house." Zhao Ying stared at Long Xiaoqi's eyes and said, "My requirements are not high, they are all satisfying."

Not only is it because of the low demands, this is natural. Even if Zhao Ying makes difficult demands, Long Xiaoqi will do it without hesitation. This is his wife, of course he has to marry a formal matchmaker, and he is still afraid that Zhao Ying will not marry.

"Is this a matter?" Long Xiaoqi looked at Zhao Ying carefully and said, "Wife, you can't die..."

"Well... It's not your final decision if you die, nor is it my final decision. Destiny is the final decision." Zhao Ying gently held Long Xiaoqi's hand and sighed, "You must be careful. You have done everything I can do for you, and I can only do this for you. Don't I want to hold your hand to the end? How can I tolerate other women holding your hand in front of me? Unfortunately, I can't occupy you for too long... But that's enough. If there is no perfect life, there will always be a flaw."

"I, I..." Long Xiaoqi pursed his lips tightly and lowered his head.

"Well... I'm not generous, but at this time, I have to be generous, even if I disguise it, I have to be generous." Zhao Ying continued in a low voice: "In the eyes of others, I am a elder, a genius, and a strong man, but in my own eyes, I am just a woman. Many people don't regard me as a woman. They are afraid of me and afraid of me, but I am just a woman after all... Xiaoqi, take me home, I don't want to stay at Doctor Hou, let's go home."

"good!"

Zhao Ying smiled, smiling very happily and brilliantly. She raised her head and kissed Long Xiaoqi gently on her lips, turning into crescent eyes full of satisfaction...
Chapter completed!