Volume 1 Chapter 475 You Are My Man

Chapter 475 You Are My Man

Shangguan Qiaoyun? Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't make any hopes. As early as before the end of the world, Shangguan Qiaoyun was an assertive, a truly mature woman. She knew how to use all means to get what she wanted. After the end of the world, she was the same. If she changed places, she It might be a mess, but in the chicken farm, she met two men who were not fascinated by her. One made her fear and escape, and the other made her who she is today.

Zhang Xiaoqiang has always been inseparable from Shangguan, precisely because he can't grasp this woman's mind. Susie's rebellion is a thorn in his heart. If you can't get it, you can't pay it back. The most annoying thing is to lose it after you get it. Shangguan is mature. , Elegant, intellectual, has her own outlook on life, has her own judgment, she is smart and mysterious, she is beautiful, she has a good figure, and with strength, she is no longer a vine attached to a man, All of this gave Zhang Xiaoqiang the impression that she was a cat.

A cat is mysterious, elegant, and caring. It is not familiar with it, and it will leave on its own. Like a dog, it’s not a sarcasm, but a fact. A dog doesn’t think the family is poor. It doesn’t care whether you feed it meat, bones or chaff. It can still guard the house and wait for you after your accident.

Both Yang Ke'er and Yuan Yi are candidates to be wives. They will not leave for other reasons. They are little women who want to rely on him. Even if they have strength, it's the same. For them, Home is the most important thing, Zhang Xiaoqiang is their home.

All kinds of thoughts are changing in Zhang Xiaoqiang's mind, and the evolution and development of various situations are also in his mind. In his opinion, the worst situation is that he is useless. Live with his big and small wives.

A burst of tangy fragrance lured him back from his wandering mind, and Yuan Yi sat beside his bed with a large plate of food... "It's still... not enough for me to make it..."

Yuan Yi's voice was still as cold as before, pure as wind chimes dancing, flowing springs gurgling, Zhang Xiaoqiang listened to it, and could feel the deep affection and concern from the bottom of her heart.

"Enough...I'm full...I haven't eaten so much for a long time. You know, it's my first time..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly felt that he was completely let go in front of Yuan Yi. He never talked about his past in front of women before. After all, his image in the eyes of women is a strong man, a strong man who can shelter them from wind and rain. A man worthy of them.

The real him is just an otaku before the end of the world, a not young otaku, an otaku who is not shivering in appearance but can't find a wife at all, he doesn't want to tell Yuan Yi his identity as an otaku, he thinks it will make him feel uncomfortable. Far from the distance between them, you must know that Yuan Yi himself was a little taller than him, and he was the boss of a big company before the end of the world, which made him very unhappy, and he has never been happy.

When he found out that he might lose his ability and become a cripple who could not walk, he let go, and he took the initiative to tell Yuan Yi about his life before the end of the world, how he behaved when the virus broke out, and how he behaved when he first went out. Fear, the complicated mood after finding the cabbage.

What Zhang Xiaoqiang said was very messy, and some things were scattered and completely irrelevant, and he also said it casually. He told Yuan Yi that when he left home, what he was most reluctant to part with was his bed and computer. He told Yuan Yi that there were many things in the computer. The av, naturally, he said it without any embarrassment.

Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was lying on the bed, looked at the steel pipe on the top of the tent and said these words. What did he want to express at the beginning? He has already forgotten that he just wants to find someone to listen to. He has never said it so comfortably, not before the end of the world, nor after the end of the world. When he found out that he might lose everything, he let go, he wanted to find someone to listen to .

The light in the tent was not strong, Yuan Yi sat on the edge of Zhang Xiaoqiang’s bed, there were high empty dinner plates on the small stool by his feet, there were more on the ground besides the stool, Zhang Xiaoqiang ate more than thirty at a time Such a big man's dinner should have surprised Yuan Yi, but Yuan Yi didn't have any surprises, she was just afraid that Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't eat enough, in her heart, no matter how much her man eats, it's normal.

Zhang Xiaoqiang refused to let Yuan Yi go out, and wanted to pull her to talk, but it was Zhang Xiaoqiang who was talking. Yuan Yi didn't even make a sound from the beginning to the end. With a hint of a smile on the side, his right hand tightly grasped Zhang Xiaoqiang's hand on the bedside, fingers intertwined.

There is a gentle wave in the eyes, like the autumn water, softly and pulsatingly, Zhang Xiaoqiang is different at this time, he is no longer the back that she can only watch silently, he has become alive, he is not Then there is the god in her heart, a person, a man, her man.

She watched the nagging Zhang Xiaoqiang, and she remembered every word Zhang Xiaoqiang said in her heart. It was him, his past, his experience, and his personal treasure. Sharing precious things with her, Yuan Yi was intoxicated, intoxicated, her whole body felt like walking in the clouds, her body was limp, and her heart was full of his love, love for him.

Yuan Yi is a little woman, under her strong and cold appearance is a hot heart, there is only one person in her heart, a man, Zhang Xiaoqiang, the little woman is charming, and only Zhang Xiaoqiang can see her charm, not coquettish, not petty. Niaoyiren is silently showing him when he needs it most, with a bowl of hot porridge, a caring look, and looking at him tenderly here, listening quietly.

"I... I... hurt and may never get up again..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly brought up the topic of his injury, his heart tightened slightly, he stared at Yuan Yi scorchingly, and said softly:

"What do you think?"

Yuan Yi unconsciously clenched Zhang Xiaoqiang's rough palm, and when she saw clearly that Zhang Xiaoqiang's expression did not seem to be desperate or sad, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"You are my man, you are now, and you will be in the future. If you can't hold a bowl, I will feed you. If you can't stand up, I will hug you. If you want to climb a mountain, I will carry you. If you want to see the sea, I will take you. "

Zhang Xiaoqiang closed his eyes and said softly, "You go... I'll sleep for a while..."

Yuan Yi's answer was very firm, firm and unquestionable, but Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart seemed to be hit by a hammer, he closed his eyes, and listened to Yuan Yi getting up to pack the dinner plate he had eaten, and gently opened the tent.