Chapter 1567

afternoon.

Zhan Hanjue and Zhengling did something very meaningful.

Zhan Hanjue gave new beautiful names for the girls in the Military Intelligence Hall, but it was not sure whether these children would stay with them for a long time, so these names were temporarily sealed.

He and Yan Zheng also moved the jade out and decided to polish their jade necklaces of special memorial significance for the children.

Zhengling and Fengxian were lying on the sofa, turned on their phones, and bought clothes and daily necessities for the children that matched their age.

Zhan Hanjue was afraid that Zheng Ling would catch a cold, so he ordered Yan Zheng, "Get them on the bed and quilt."

Yan Zheng stood up and walked towards the bedroom, but his mouth was not idle. "Other people's women go to the hall and go to the kitchen, and they can lift tiles and grounds to beat gophers. Our girls are too lazy to lie down like pigs. They lie down and eat after eating. They are not afraid of getting fat and being taken to the slaughterhouse."

Fengxian and Zhengling were shameless and hugged each other and laughed.

After Yan Zheng threw the quilt on the sofa, the two girls still didn't move and looked at their phones intently.

Zhan Hanjue reminded Yan Zheng again, "Cover them!"

Yan Zheng glared at Zhan Hanjue and gurgled, "Women cannot be spoiled." Although he said that, his body was very honest. He spread the quilt and covered them seriously.

When he left, he bounced Zheng Ling's forehead and scolded: "You're lucky."

Zhan Hanjue designed the style of a pendant on the draft paper. Fengxian looked at the bloody jade and was moved. "Brother, I want it too."

Zhan Hanjue refused, "From childhood, you will receive so many jewelry every time you have a birthday. There is no shortage of this."

Zheng Ling had just given the chalcedony jewelry to someone. He felt a little relieved. Seeing Zhan Hanjue's design jewelry, he thought about keeping one as a souvenir.

"Brother Jue, I want it too." Zhengling blinked his serious expectant pupils and looked at Zhan Hanjue pitifully.

Zhan Hanjue raised his eyes and stared at her...

"Okay." This time I agreed very readily.

Fengxian was unhappy, "Brother, you are too biased. Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Zhan Hanjue said: "You ask Yan Zheng to do it for you."

Yan Zheng didn't know how to draw pictures to design, but he couldn't bear to see Fengxian's loss, so he agreed with an old age, "Xianxian, my husband will make it for you. If you wait, I will make you the most beautiful jewelry. Compare theirs."

"Yeah. Come on, clang."

The couple's desire to win and lose is coming, and they can't stop them.

Zheng Ling reminded Yan Zheng, "Zhengzheng, jewelry does not have to be beautiful, it must have beautiful meanings, and it is best to have special commemorative meanings."

Yan Zheng raised the jade and looked over and over again, thinking, "This jade is nothing more than carving auspicious flowers and lucky grass. What other knowledge can it be carved?"

Zheng Ling told him the previous idea of ​​Zhan Hanjue, "The chalcedony that Brother Jue gave me before has the meaning of being a husband and wife, and having white eyebrows until old age."

Fengxian was immediately amazed by this romantic creativity, "Brother is so thoughtful."

Zheng Ling said sadly: "It's a pity that I don't know what Brother Jue is thinking, so I gave the chalcedony to my mother-in-law. My mother-in-law turned around and gave it to Zhuma."

When Fengxian heard this, she suddenly lifted the quilt and jumped off the sofa. She put her hands on her hips and said excitedly:

"How can such a special gift be transferred to other women? And this person is still Zhuma. The chalcedony came to her hands, as if the person who wanted to walk to the old age with his elder brother was Zhuma. No, no, Sister Zhengling, I will accompany you to get it back."

Fengxian's words immediately made Zhan Hanjue, who was seriously making pictures, sweat in a cold sweat. He was so irritable that he threw away the brush in his hand.

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