Chapter 812

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From the beginning, it seems to be pushing her into the fire pit, but in fact, it is knowing that she will eventually entangle with Li Yun Shen, perhaps starting with something more terrible.

If this is the case, she really has nothing to hate for Tang Qian, which is strange and reprehensible.

Tang Xin thought of the last time in the hospital to scold him deserved not to be happy, he admitted very frankly.

Is it because you know from the beginning that you will never be happy in your life?

What about Xia Zhixing?

Back to his side of Xia Zhixing, what will be the end?

"Come on." Li Yunshen took out the picture which was wrapped up in red cloth from the carton and asked her to open it in person.

Tang Xin's heart was about to jump to her throat. She was nervous and afraid of the unknown of the painting, because she knew what kind of ability the painting was endowed with.

"My heart, believe me, it will be all right. The appearance of your uncle is the beginning of perfection." Li Yunshen gently encouraged her to start.

Tang Xin took a deep breath. He stretched out his hand stiffly to catch the red flannel, and then unfolded it a little bit. He didn't dare to look down. He was afraid to see the bloody picture again.

When she finished, she did not hear the man's voice. She looked at him in surprise and asked.

Li Yunshen, who was holding the painting, also picked up her eyebrows to respond. Then, she put a smile on her lips and held the painting in front of her. "You can see, it's up to you to scream or cry."

Tang Xin's eyes moved to the frame little by little. After seeing the picture in the picture, he was astonished. How could he expect such a picture.

"What? I really want to scream. " She shut up and asked with a smile.

"Yes, but before I call, I can ask you..." Li Yunshen put the painting in place, then pulled her to the front of his body, hugged her, and enjoyed the painting together. He said, "do you want to scream because of the happy ending of the painting, or is it because you will be 1、2、3、4…… A mother of five? "

Yes, five

that's why Tang Xin was so shocked that she wanted to scream.

She and Li Yunshen are depicted in the picture.

The background of the painting is a large lawn, which seems to be the courtyard outside. Li Yunshen reaches out and grabs back a crawling child. She is holding a bottle to feed the baby. Around them are Chen Chen and two younger brothers and sisters chasing. As for the fifth In her stomach, slightly raised, about six months of appearance.

God!

Five!

She was also worried that she would not have a baby. The painting actually told her that she would be the mother of five children?!

"Wife, what about five? Do you think we should hurry up?" The warm breath sounds vaguely in the ear, and the hand around the waist also begins to move restlessly.

"Impossible It must have been the wrong drawing, or he deliberately made us Tang Xin blushed, how could it be five!

Although she wanted to have another child for him, there were too many five.

When will it be born? It's terrible.

"Give it a try and we'll know if it's our fault."

"How to try it?" Tang Xin asked for advice very simply.

The voice just fell, the body suddenly soared, was beaten and held by him, she was scared to grab his neck.

"Go upstairs and I'll tell you how to try." Li Yun deep cunning to hook lips, holding her to the stairs.

"I don't want it!"

"The protest was invalid."

"You can't Oh, wait a minute... "

The soft voice disappeared in the corner upstairs, and the painting downstairs, which was endowed with happiness, seemed to send out a magic light, bringing the scenery inside to life.

I don't know which day it will come true.

However, now they, together with this painting of foundation happiness, are complete.

After the honeymoon, Tang Xin gives Chen Guang to Li Yunshen. Li Yunshen asks her to do something she likes, saying that she is not the life of a strong woman.

So, she opened a piano training class, but each semester only accepted two students, only 5-15-year-old children, it still depends on whether the children really like the piano.

The venue is just opposite Qianhe gallery. I heard that the gallery has changed hands, and Xia Zhixing has never appeared again.

Every time I look up at the gallery opposite, Tang Xin firmly believes that Xia Zhixing will have a good life.

Judging from the name of this gallery, from Tang Qian's special speech for Xia Zhixing before he left that day, Xia Zhixing will be as happy as she is.

Happy days always go by quickly, and autumn comes again in the twinkling of an eye.

Jingjing and Moyan, as well as Wenxi and Zhaoyang, have completed the wedding, and everyone is busy from spring to autumn.

However, some people still do not have a bit of news, let the people who miss continue to miss.Although Tang Xin's re exposure to the piano was low-key, her reputation still spread, so occasionally she would promise to attend some charity performances.

For example, today --

just after her charity performance, she saw two more missed calls in her mobile phone and a wechat message from the same person, Li Yunshen, her husband.

[nothing else. I just want to call you. I wish the performance a success. ]

it's a simple, plain sentence, without any expression and symbol, but it makes her heart sweet.

This sentence is not only afraid that she is worried that his phone call is urgent, but also that he thinks about her and habitually.

She often thought, is their honeymoon really over?

How seems to cross the more sweet appearance.

Tang Xin stares at the words on the screen, giggles for a long time, then opens the address book and presses the first number to dial out.

He noted in his address book that she was wife a.

On one occasion, she accidentally asked him why he made such remarks and added an a specially. He replied at the time that her English name was Angela.

She didn't believe it, so she inquired about it from many aspects, and finally knew a careful thought that he was embarrassed to say.

Because a "a" in the front of the address book is at the top of the address book, she also follows his notes, changing the rigid word Yunshen to her husband, and adding an a in the front. If he asks, she can also say it, because his English name also has an a.

Then, she laughed at him again, "such conspicuous remarks can be seen as soon as they are opened. Are you afraid that others will see them?"

He laughed. "Who else can see what's in my cell phone except you? You don't think other women can touch her son? "

When the trial was found, she blushed and laughed with satisfaction.

His cell phone has always been open to her, even if he answers the phone, he will not deliberately go aside to listen, unless she is asleep, afraid to wake her up.

Thinking of his doting on her and getting used to her after marriage, Tang Xin listened to the beep on the phone, and her heart pounded.

Obviously, they are both husband and wife who can't be cooked any more. She can still beat faster like a girl who is pregnant with spring.

"Is the show over?" The phone was picked up, and a deep and charming voice came, very gentle.

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