After hearing Han Zhan's plan, Han Wangwang's expression was extremely serious.
"Little cousin, you are so inhuman." Han Wangwang rubbed the goosebumps on his arms, and said with a look of fear, "I didn't offend you, did I?" She was afraid that she would be betrayed by Han Zhan one day I don't know the inside story.
Han Zhan snorted coldly and ignored her.
"I made this deal." Han Wangwang poked Han Zhan's arm and reminded him: "But you also have to promise that you will be able to do a good job in my dad's education."
"Um."
Han Wangwang was satisfied.
"Then I'm leaving." Han Wangwang went to the sofa and picked up his backpack, then turned around and acted coquettishly at Han Zhan: "Little cousin, money is tight recently, please help your poor cousin."
Han Zhan looked at Han Wangwang without any warmth in his eyes, and cruelly rejected her request for help, "Wangwang, what about your little cousin, who just got married recently and has to support his family, and money is tight."
"Stingy!" Stamping his feet, Han Wangwang shook her dreadlocks and left quickly.
Song Ci was woken up by Han Wangwang's meanness. She opened the door and walked out with messy hair. "Who came just now?"
Han Zhan stared at her slightly messy hair, thinking it was cute. "Wangwang dog."
"Your cousin?" Song Ci asked him, "Did you tell her about Cheng Ziang?"
"Tell her."
"That's good."
Song Ci went to the bathroom to tidy up her appearance, then walked to the sofa and sat down, picked up the needle and wool, and continued to fight. She spent five days working overtime, and finally made the sweater before returning to Shunchen City.
After the sweater was knitted, Song Ci folded it, put it into a beautiful gift box, and packed it into the suitcase.
Tomorrow I will go back to Shun Chen, Song Ci has to prepare.
Hearing from Han Zhan that his grandfather lived in the country, and that this was the first time Han Zhan brought his daughter-in-law home, Song Ci thought of the gossip-loving temperament of the peasant women in the village. She decided to dress up beautifully to make Brother Han look good.
For this reason, Song Ci specially spent a whole day dressing herself up.
Han Zhan came back late at night, Song Ci was still awake, she was lying on the bed playing with her mobile phone. Seeing that she was still awake, Han Zhan asked, "Are you waiting for me?"
Nodding, Song Ci said, "It's almost a little late, are you so busy with work?"
While taking off his clothes, Han Zhan said, "There are too many things that need to be dealt with, and they must be arranged. Li Li and the others are working overtime with me tonight." He wanted to kiss Song Ci, but felt that he was tired all day, and his body The smell was not good, so he said, "I'm going to take a shower first."
After taking a quick battle shower and brushing his teeth, Han Zhan got under the covers without his pajamas. Song Ci glanced at his arm muscles exposed outside the quilt, and asked him with a smile: "Are you playing hooligans?"
Han Zhan: "Don't you just like me playing hooligans?"
Song Ci raised an eyebrow.
Han Zhan suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Song Ci's cell phone, and muttered like a caring elder: "Don't lie down and play with your cell phone, it's not good for your eyes. You are a pilot, so you should pay more attention to protecting your eyes."
Song Ci obediently gave the phone to Han Zhan.
Only then did Han Zhan realize that Song Ci's hair had grown longer, and it was still wavy and curly! "What's the matter with your hair?" Han Zhan stared at Song Ci's long hair, touched it curiously, and found that it was unusually soft, it should be real hair.
Song Ci picked up the end of her hair and swept it over Han Zhan's eyes, "It's been extended." Song Ci asked Han Zhan, "Does it look good?"
Han Zhan nodded, "It looks good. Where did this hair come from?"
"My own." At that time, Song Ci cut all her hair short in the hospital. Afterwards, Song Ci asked Li Li to help buy a box, and she kept the cut hair. "The hairdresser said this can only last for a while, and I will go to cut it then."
At that time, her own hair had also grown a bit, even if it was cut, it would probably reach her shoulders.
Looking at her long hair, Han Zhan couldn't help feeling a little emotional when he thought of how charming she was with long hair when he first met Song Ci. "Actually, you have pretty long hair, but it's a pity." What a pity, he didn't say clearly.
Song Ci could understand Han Zhan's unfinished words, so she asked Han Zhan: "You don't like long hair, is it because of Du Xueyan?" When Du Xueyan was mentioned, Song Ci felt sour.
Han Zhan: "No, the main reason is that after I broke up with her, my grandfather saw that I had no new love life, and thought I was obsessed with Du Xueyan. He was afraid that I would hang myself on a tree, so he arranged for me There are many blind dates, and almost every blind date partner is selected according to Du Xueyan's image."
"I've been forced to go on blind dates a few times and I've met such a disgusting lady"
Song Ci's curiosity was aroused, and she asked, "What did she do?"
Han Zhan didn't really want to talk about it, but couldn't bear Song Ci's acting like a baby, so he finally spoke out. "At the blind date, her young lover ran over angrily, poured coffee on my face, and called me a male vixen." Han Zhan had a embarrassed expression on his face.
Song Ci froze for a moment, then burst out laughing. "Blind dates are risky, Brother Han is not easy!"
Han Zhan also finds it funny when he thinks about it now, "I was very angry at the time. After that, my grandfather never arranged a blind date for me again. And I, for the kind of beautiful girl with long hair , have a feeling of fear and jealousy.”
And Song Ci, who had long hair, a charming figure, and a bright and attractive appearance, became the kind of woman Han Zhan was most afraid of.
Knowing that Han Zhan didn't hate long hair because of Du Xueyan, Song Ci felt better. "Sleep." She put on the blindfold, and when she was about to fall asleep, she heard Han Zhan ask, "Is everything packed?"
"Cleaned up."
"Have you got enough condoms?"
Song Ci opened her eyes. Instead of answering this question, she asked him with interest: "How much is enough?"
Han Zhan: "You can figure it out."
Song Ci smeared and turned off the lights, "Sleep!"
Song Ci slept deeply this time, and was woken up by Han Zhan in the morning. "It's time to get up, we have to go to the airport."
"Woo..." Song Ci was picked up by Han Zhan in a daze, and stuffed into the bathroom. When the cold towel was patted on the face, Song Ci immediately woke up. She quickly washed her face, brushed her teeth, changed her clothes, and took some time to put on her makeup.
When she finished packing, Han Zhan had already made breakfast. After breakfast, the two went out with a suitcase each. Entering the elevator, Song Ci asked Han Zhan, "Is the driver not here?"
"Today we will drive by ourselves. Leave the car at the airport, and Long Yu will drive it back later."
Song Ci rubbed her hands, and she asked Han Zhan, "Can I drive?"
Han Zhan glanced at her, neither agreed nor refused, with a look of anticipation on his expression. Song Ci kissed him on tiptoe, and Han Zhan's pretended indifference could no longer hold back. He raised the key and said, "The car will be opened for you if the speed is less than sixty yards."
"Yes!" Song Ci snatched the key.
When they arrived at the underground garage, Song Ci got into the driver's seat, Han Zhan sat in the co-pilot, and immediately put on his seat belt.
Seeing this, Song Ci laughed at him: "Afraid?"
good night ah
(end of this chapter)