Su Huanyan noticed the disgust in Cecilio's eyes, and she sneered in her heart, but the words that came out of her mouth were soft and sweet, "Yanmo, I miss you all of a sudden, are you still working overtime?" ?”
When I heard Su Huanyan say "I miss you" before, Cecilio would be very sweet. But tonight, when Su Huanyan said the same two words to another person, Cecilio was full of hostility.
Want to tear up that Cheng Yanmo!
Cheng Yanmo fell silent strangely when he heard Su Huanyan's words. He tightened his bathrobe and said in a deep voice, "I miss you too. Not long after I got home, when I was taking a shower just now, I thought of you saying that you haven't taken a shower with me for a long time."
Cheng Yanmo is safe.
He's at home and just took a shower.
So Cecilio was lying just now!
Dead liar!
Su Huanyan blushed silently, and whispered to Cheng Yanmo: "We can just talk about this kind of thing at home."
Cheng Yanmo continued to flirt with Su Huanyan: "What are you afraid of, and no one is listening."
"Then wait for me to come back, let's take a shower together." Before Su Huanyan could finish her sentence, Cecilio suddenly snatched her mobile phone away.
Cecilio raised his hand and threw it mercilessly, the phone became a parabola and was thrown into the artificial lake.
Cecilio warned Su Huanyan: "I was flirting with other men in front of me."
He was afraid that he would lose control and do something that hurt others and himself.
Su Huanyan deliberately stimulated him, "What's flirting?" Su Huanyan got closer to Cecilio, stood on tiptoe, raised her head and said to Cecilio: "Cecileo, I will not only flirt with Yanmo, we will also Do something intimate."
"By the way, Yanmo is no worse than you."
Cecilio suddenly grabbed Su Huanyan's wrist and hugged her into his arms.
Staring at Su Huanyan's face close at hand, Cecilio's body was full of evil fire, he suppressed the mania, and said in a dark tone: "I made a phone call and found out that your Cheng Yanmo is still safe, are you happy? "
Su Huanyan said seriously: "Of course, I prefer to be a little wife with a husband who loves me more than being a widow."
Husband hurts.
Cecilio's heart was about to explode.
"You call him husband?" Obviously he is Su Huanyan's husband!
Su Huanyan looked at Cecilio like an idiot, she was a little speechless, "Cheng Yanmo and I are the real couple with the stamp on the marriage certificate, he is not my husband, who is?"
Cecilio was about to explode.
He suddenly picked up Su Huanyan and walked towards his car with his arms around her.
Cecilio is strong and strong, hugging Su Huanyan is as easy as an ordinary adult hugging a child.
Holding Su Huanyan's hip with one hand, and opening the door with the other hand, Cecilio locked Su Huanyan into his car deftly and skillfully.
Obviously, they used to do this kind of action a lot.
After locking the door, Cecilio began to pull on his tie. Seeing this, Su Huanyan's expression changed slightly, "Cecileo, you are crazy!"
what is this
Cecilio said nothing, and quickly wrapped Su Huanyan's wrist.
Su Huanyan knew that Cecilio was for real, because she had already felt Cecilio's physical reaction. Knowing too well how terrifying Cecilio would be if it were real, Su Huanyan's heartbeat became disordered, and her expression became flustered.
When Cecilio started to take off her coat, Su Huanyan raised her calf and kicked Cecilio's lower abdomen with her kneecap.
Cecilio's eyes were full of storms. "You hit me again!" Cecilio's tone sounded fierce, but his grievance could be heard carefully.
This is the second time tonight!
How could Su Huanyan do this!
Su Huanyan also heard Cecilio's grievances, she moved her legs unnaturally, and told Cecilio: "I'm married, Leo, I am no longer in a relationship with you where you can love as much as you want. .Do you know what our relationship is called now?"
Cecilio's eyes were deep, but he didn't speak.
Su Huanyan woke up Cecilio with a hammer, "It's called cheating in marriage!"
Cecilio pretends to be deaf.
He squeezed Su Huanyan's chin, and said viciously: "I hate your mouth, there is not a word I like to hear."
After kissing Su Huanyan's lips, Cecilio lowered his head and warned her: "Now, either kiss me or shut up."
Su Huanyan stared greedily at his face for a few seconds, then suddenly became obedient.
Thinking that Su Huanyan finally softened her heart, Cecilio was overjoyed.
He pushed Su Huanyan down on the spacious chair, and at the moment Cecilio leaned over to kiss Su Huanyan's earlobe, Su Huanyan suddenly opened her mouth and bit Cecilio's neck.
With that bite, the flesh on Cecilio's neck tightened with pain. He growled violently, "Damn it!" He cursed damn it, but Cecilio didn't push Su Huanyan away, nor did he resist.
Su Huanyan continued to work harder.
Feeling Cecilio's blood trickling down the tip of her tongue into her mouth, Su Huanyan felt pain and hatred in her heart.
Just when she was hesitating whether to bite off Cecilio's flesh or suck his blood dry, Su Huanyan suddenly heard Cecilio say, "I'm having dinner at my sister's house today."
Su Huanyan was stunned for a moment, not understanding why Cecilio suddenly changed the subject.
Letting go of her mouth, Su Huanyan licked the blood on her lips with the tip of her tongue, and asked curiously, "Which sister?" Because he had two younger sisters, Su Huanyan couldn't guess which sister it was.
Cecilio patiently explained: "The big one."
"Oh, Song Fei."
"Um."
The heads of the two were pressed together, and they chatted in an ambiguous manner.
Cecilio said, "Song Fei made sweet and sour pork ribs tonight." Cecilio's pronunciation was not standard, and he called the sweet and sour pork ribs "sugar boiled pork ribs." '
Su Huanyan didn't understand what Cecilio was saying at first, but immediately, Cecilio said again: "The pork ribs made by my sister are sweet and sour, and they are red. Why do you make black ones, with a kind of caramel And the taste of black pepper?"
Su Huanyan: "."
Cecilio is busy every day, and after eating Su Huanyan at night, he is always hungry. In order to be a caring and virtuous girlfriend, Su Huanyan offered to make supper for Cecilio.
Cecilio readily agreed.
Su Huanyan's culinary skills are very bad, and sometimes the dishes are burnt or ruined, and they lie to Cecilio that the dish is of that taste.
So Cecilio has always thought that sweet and sour pork ribs are caramel and spicy. At that time, he was still wondering why Chinese people like to eat this weird food. It wasn't until today that he ate authentic sweet and sour pork ribs at Song Fei's house that Cecilio knew that what Su Huanyan cooked for him in the past few years were all failures.
The secret that had been hidden for several years was suddenly exposed, and Su Huanyan couldn't hold back her old face.
She tried to push Cecilio away.
But Cecilio is like a man of iron, his body is very heavy. When he put all his weight on Su Huanyan, Su Huanyan was always out of breath. And Cecilio's favorite thing to watch is Su Huanyan panting and begging him.
Su Huanyan dared not recall any more.
At this moment, Cecilio's cell phone rang suddenly, and the exclusive ringtone that belonged to Su Qingjia rang—
[Daddy, Daddy, answer the phone!]
[Daddy, Daddy, answer the phone quickly!]
Hearing their daughter's voice, the two looked at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became delicate.
their daughter.
Cecilio pressed Su Huanyan and answered the phone. "Baby." When he called Baby, his fingers got into the edge of the coat on Su Huanyan's abdomen and stretched in.
Su Huanyan didn't dare to let Su Qingjia know that she was with Cecilio, so she quickly covered her mouth.
Seeing this, Cecilio's actions became more presumptuous and rampant.
"Daddy, I took a nap obediently. I am very obedient today." It was half past two in the afternoon in Rome, and Su Qingjia slept until this time every day.
Cecilio smiled softly, but his hand movements were even more limitless.
"ah!"
Su Huanyan suddenly opened her mouth and exclaimed.
Su Qingjia, just like Little Radar, instantly heard Su Huanyan's voice, "Daddy, who's calling?"
"Huh? Did you hear me wrong, baby?"
"No." Su Qingjia imitated the cry just now, and she said, "Ah, someone called it that way. Daddy, who is it?"
Cecilio looked at Su Huanyan nervously.
Su Huanyan's face flushed red, as if she was drunk. Cecilio loved her so much.
He lowered his head, kissed Su Huanyan, and said to Su Qingjia, "Baby, it's Daddy's little pet. It's a cat, not a human."
"Oh, cat? Is the cat good?"
Su Huanyan suddenly bit Cecilio on the cheek.
Cecilio paused, smiled, and told Su Qingjia: "I'm not very good, I like to bite people."
Su Qingjia told Cecilio: "Mom said, treat animals with gentleness. If you are gentle, the kitten will like you."
"Is it?"
Cecilio talked to Su Qingjia for a few minutes, and finally hung up the phone amidst the sound of Su Qingjia blowing kisses.
After hanging up the phone, Cecilio looked at Su Huanyan with that incomprehensible look. Suddenly he said, "If I'm gentler with you, you'll fall in love with me again, won't you?"
Su Huanyan sneered, "How many good horses have you seen that are willing to turn back?"
Cecilio actually said: "I am different, I am a tender grass exuding fragrance."
Su Huanyan was disgusted by Cecilio's narcissism.
Cecilio said seriously: "I will be gentle, please don't worry." He gently took off Su Huanyan's coat, and was about to continue to bully Su Huanyan gently, when the beams of two headlights shot straight at their car come over.
The car also honked its horn.
Cecilio propped up his upper body, turned around, and saw a man standing outside the car window. It was snowing outside, and Cheng Yanmo was holding a black cloth umbrella.
In the cold night, Cheng Yanmo is more annoying than goose feather heavy snow.
Cecilio and Cheng Yanmo looked at each other from a distance through a glass. Cecilio has no plan to hand over Su Huanyan, and Cheng Yanmo has no plan to admit defeat and leave.
After a silent confrontation, Cheng Yanmo suddenly threw open the umbrella, without saying a word, raised the steel pipe hanging beside him with both hands, aimed at the closed window glass and smashed it down.
boom-
Anti-theft glass is very resistant to smashing.
But Cheng Yanmo was perseverant, if he couldn't smash it once, he would smash it a second time.
It was not yet ten o'clock, if Cheng Yanmo continued to smash like this, someone would always find out.
With gloomy eyes, Cecilio stared straight at the man outside, he smiled ferociously, and said to Su Huanyan in an unpredictable tone: "You man, you still have a bit of blood."
To be honest, Su Huanyan was also intimidated by Cheng Yanmo's appearance.
Cheng Yanmo smashed it six or seven times in a row, and when the glass was about to shatter, Cecilio finally opened the door.
The door opened, and Cecilio stepped out of the car with long legs first. The moment he got off the car, Cecilio's pistol evaded all surveillance cameras and landed on Cheng Yanmo's abdomen. "Sir, please stop your rude behavior."
Cheng Yanmo put down the steel pipe without frowning.
He told Cecilio: "The moment I came, I had already called my good brother who works in the public security department. If I die, they will definitely try their best to hunt you down in the country. At that time, you will go around , unable to extend your hand back to Rome, at that time, your lair will face the situation of being divided."
"Cecileo, you should think about whether to fire this shot or not."
Cheng Yanmo remained calm throughout the whole process, without any sign of his life being threatened. Seeing this, Cecilio's eyes flickered, and he looked at Cheng Yanmo with obvious appreciation.
This guy is much more courageous than ordinary businessmen.
Su Huanyan packed her clothes and walked out. She took Cecilio's hand directly. This was the first time that Su Huanyan took the initiative tonight, and Cecilio missed a beat when her hand was held. At this moment, Su Huanyan suddenly snatched his gun away!
Then, without the slightest hesitation, she aimed the gun at her temple!
Seeing this, Cecilio stared slightly. "Huanyan, don't make me unhappy." Su Huanyan threatened him with death, which really angered Cecilio.
Su Huanyan's expression was calm, and she regarded death as home.
"Let us go."
She bet that Cecilio would show mercy to her men.
Cecilio stared straight at Su Huanyan with coercive eyes. Su Huanyan felt a little guilty in her heart, but her expression remained calm, and her fingers pinched the gun very hard.
Su Huanyan's eyes were full of ruthlessness.
Cecilio finally dared to be sure that Su Huanyan was really gambling with her life. Cecilio sighed suddenly, and said, "You are not cute at all, you are still cute when we first met."
"Then you find someone cuter." While speaking, Su Huanyan still held the gun tightly and did not let go.
Cecilio: "That can't be done. Compared with the cute little girl, I still like you the way you are now." Spicy and sweet, no matter how you look at it, it's pleasing to the eye.
Su Huanyan suddenly pressed the trigger with her index finger, and the click made Cecilio tremble slightly.
"Let us go."
For a moment, Cecilio couldn't help but think, that's fine, let Su Huanyan die under his gun, just like the nanny who always taught others to be kind when she was a child.
With Su Huanyan dead, Cecilio no longer has any weaknesses.
but.
"Give me the gun, you can go."
Every man will meet a woman who makes him helpless. In front of her, he would always admit defeat, admit his mistakes, and accept his fate unconditionally.
Su Huanyan was the woman who made Cecilio helpless.
Su Huanyan didn't listen to him and handed him the gun.
Su Huanyan pointed the gun to her temple, and pulled Cheng Yanmo until she walked to Cheng Yanmo's car. The two got into the car, and when Cheng Yanmo started the car, Su Huanyan rolled down the window and threw the gun on the ground.
The car drove away.
Cecilio stared at the gun on the ground inscrutablely, a little surprised in his heart. Why did Su Huanyan become like this? Obviously in the past, she was so soft and cute, her shoulders would tremble when she was teased.
What else happened to her that I didn't know about
Cecilio walked over and bent down to pick up the gun, put the handle of the gun in front of his nose and sniffed vigorously, as if he could smell the perfume on Su Huanyan's body.
He missed the scent to death.
-
The car drove a long distance, thinking that Cecilio would not go crazy and drive to catch up, so Cheng Yanmo slowed down.
While controlling the steering wheel, he paid attention to Su Huanyan's face.
Su Huanyan looked very calm.
Cheng Yanmo even admired Su Huanyan's psychological quality. "What you did tonight is very irrational and dangerous. Don't do that kind of thing again." Cheng Yanmo was frightened by Su Huanyan at that time.
Su Huanyan, who was originally sitting upright, suddenly looked like a balloon with its skin punctured. It drained out of gas, and collapsed on the car seat listlessly, and said weakly, "My palms are covered in cold sweat right now."
Not only the palms, but also cold sweat on her back and legs.
It was a gun, cold and heavier than expected.
"Now you know how to be afraid?" Cheng Yanmo deliberately teased her, trying to dispel the fear in her heart.
Su Huanyan stuck out her tongue, smiled softly, and said in a firm tone: "He doesn't want to see me die." Cecilio didn't want to let her die, so she dared to gamble with his life.
Hearing Su Huanyan's words, Cheng Yanmo lowered his eyes and scolded with a smile: "Scumbag."
Su Huanyan chuckled lightly, but did not refute these two words.
When they got home, Cheng Yanmo got out of the car first. He opened the umbrella and went around from the rear of the car to the co-pilot to shield Su Huanyan from the wind and snow. Su Huanyan bent down and got out of the car, and walked home side by side with Cheng Yanmo.
At home, Program has just fallen asleep, not yet soundly asleep, holding a SpongeBob doll in his hand. Su Huanyan caressed Jie Jie's chubby cheeks, her heart was full of satisfaction.
However, Su Huanyan felt sad when she thought of Su Qingjia who was far away in Italy. Su Qingjia was discovered by Cecilio, and it was very difficult for Su Huanyan to get her daughter back from him.
When can we see Qing Jia
Thinking of Qing Jia, Su Huanyan thought of what Cecilio did to her in the car while talking on the phone.
Su Huanyan quickly stopped thinking deeply.
She took SpongeBob SquarePants from Program's arms, covered him with the quilt, and then went back to the house to take a bath. I thought that this sleep would be very pleasant, but after falling asleep, I had many messy dreams.
For a while, I dreamed that Cecilio pushed herself in the car like this, and for a while, I dreamed that Su Qingjia asked her innocently why she was screaming, and for a while, I dreamed that Cheng Yanmo was lying in front of Cecilio covered in blood.
After dawn, Su Huanyan woke up covered in cold sweat.
She packed up and went downstairs, sat at the dining table, unable to arouse her appetite for the rich and nutritious breakfast on the table.
Cheng Yanmo put a glass of milk in front of her, stared at her sad face, and said, "You don't seem to have a good rest, did you have a nightmare last night?"
Su Huanyan was surprised by Cheng Yanmo's meticulousness. She nodded and confessed honestly: "I dreamed that you were killed by Cecilio."
Not only did Cheng Yanmo not feel angry, but he even laughed, "So in your eyes, Cecilio is better than me?"
"Are you listening to the truth or lies?"
Hearing this, Cheng Yanmo said, "You better stop talking."
The truth is ugly, the lies are hypocritical, it is better not to say anything.
Su Huanyan told Cheng Yanmo: "Cecileo." How about him
Perhaps in the eyes of others, Cecilio is cruel and evil, a great white shark in the Mediterranean, cruel and merciless.
But in Su Huanyan's eyes, Cecilio has a different side.
Only she has seen Cecilio awakened by a nightmare after falling asleep, and only she knows that Cecilio killed the nurse back then, not to cut off the relationship, but because he found out that the nurse was a spy, and he couldn't bear to see his father realize the truth He would torture and kill the nanny to make that choice.
Seeing that Su Huanyan suddenly shut up in the middle of her words, Cheng Yanmo smiled lightly, and thoughtfully did not break Su Huanyan's mind.
-
The wedding day is getting closer, Song Fei doesn't feel nervous, but Yan Jiang is a little worried about gains and losses. Worried about the bad weather on the day of the wedding, worried about unexpected accidents at the wedding, and worried about the dress being swapped, I was nervous all day long.
After Song Ci knew about Yan Jiang's situation, she couldn't help laughing at him: "Are you cowardly?"
Yan Jiang said: "Counsel." Song Fei didn't always call him a little coward before, cowardice is Yan Jiang's true nature.
"By the way, I heard that you secretly prepared a dance, and you plan to perform it for Song Fei at the wedding ball?" Song Ci rubbed her hands and asked Yan Jiang, "What are you going to dance? Tell me about it."
"Did not say."
"So mysterious?"
"Well, keep it secret."
The more Yan Jiang kept it secret, the more curious Song Ci became.
The morning before the big wedding, Han Zhan came back from Russia. When he returned to China this time, Han Zhan brought back two rare yellow grape stones to Song Ci. Song Ci liked the pair of stones very much and planned to design them as earrings.
In the afternoon, Song Fei came to Han's house with her own things. She would stay at Han Zhan's house the night before her wedding. Tomorrow morning, the groom will come to Han's house to marry Song Fei.
This was the first time the manor held a wedding after the housewarming. Butler Cai attached great importance to this wedding banquet, and trimmed the two pots of vines and green plants in front of the gate of the manor into a romantic heart shape a week in advance.
After dinner, Song Fei stood under the vine, looked up at the two vine stars, and secretly complained to Song Ci: "Your housekeeper has a delicate and romantic heart."
With such a girlish heart, Song Fei was looking forward to tomorrow's wedding.
Song Ci secretly told Song Fei: "Not only that, I found out that our housekeeper Cai also likes to peek at the domineering president's text."
One day when the courier delivered something, Song Ci accidentally opened the courier, and when he took out a romance essay called "Ten Thousand Times Confession" from the courier box, everyone was fooled.
She repacked the package and put it in the room where the helpers were dedicated to pick up packages. That afternoon, she saw Butler Cai take the box away.
It just so happened that Steward Cai came over with a group of helpers. They were carrying red lanterns and couplets in their hands, planning to hang them up.
Seeing Song Ci and Song Fei, Cai Butler noticed that Song Fei looked at him strangely. He stopped and asked humbly, "Miss Song Fei, do you have something to say to me?"
Song Fei complimented him coldly: "Suddenly found that Butler Cai is quite handsome."
Hearing this, Butler Cai's eyes brightened obviously. His ears were slightly red, and he turned and left.
Song Ci bumped Song Fei's arm and said, "How is it? Isn't it girly?"
"Um."
Butler Cai didn't know that his little hobbies had been picked up by others, and he played the role of a wise, low-key, intelligent elite housekeeper every day with conscientiousness and dedication.
Song Fei was about to get married, and she was in a difficult mood at night.
When eating, Song Fei only took a few mouthfuls of food before putting down her chopsticks. Han Zhan and Song Ci looked at her wonderingly, "Are you full? No appetite?"
Song Fei shook her head at Han Zhan, then turned her head to explain to Song Ci: "I dare not eat too much, I am afraid that I will have a small belly in the wedding dress tomorrow."
Song Ci was surprised, "You even have times when you are afraid that your clothes won't look good."
Han Zhan couldn't understand their girls' thoughts. He put some rice in Song Fei's bowl and said to her, "Eat some, don't get hungry tomorrow."
Song Fei thought about it, but still ate the half bowl of rice.
The wedding dress has already been delivered, and it is placed in Song Fei's room. After eating, the two sisters walked around the manor for half an hour to digest.
After eating, Song Ci took Song Fei to take a bath in the thermostatic bathtub.
The sisters took a shower before going to the bath. After taking off their warm pajamas, the two sisters were naked and their skin was very fair.
The two faced each other, Song Fei looked at Song Ci's figure, and Song Ci looked at Song Fei's figure, with subtle expressions.
Song Fei: "It's so big."
Song Ci: "It's so small."
Song Fei snorted coldly, turned around and got into the bathtub.
Song Ci also entered the bathtub, and the hot water wrapped their bodies, not to mention how comfortable they were. After taking a bath, Song Ci gave Song Fei a body massage with essential oils.
Song Fei was lying on the bed in a thin bathrobe, her long hair tied into a bun.
"Are you a little nervous?" Song Ci was also very excited the night before her wedding.
Song Fei hummed.
Song Ci took off Song Fei's pajamas and was about to drip the essential oil on her beautiful back when she noticed the welt marks on Song Fei's buttocks.
Song Ci was stunned.
With Song Fei's ruthless character, if someone really wanted to bully her, she would definitely bully her back even more. The only person who could leave such welt marks on Song Fei's buttocks was Yan Jiang.
Song Ci was a little surprised, Yan Jiang turned out to be a perpetrator
"Song Fei." Song Ci pressed Song Fei's whip marks.
Song Fei's expression froze slightly, she forgot that the marks on her body hadn't disappeared yet.
Song Ci asked: "Yan Jiang made it?"
Song Fei decided to confess her secret to Song Ci, "It's me, I'm a masochist, I asked Yan Jiang to do this."
"How could you." How could Song Fei be such a jerk
Song Fei is obviously a strong character.
"Is there a feeling of collapse?"
Song Ci admitted, "Yes, I can accept you saying you are an S." But she turned out to be an M, unexpectedly!
"When did you find out?"
Song Fei said: "I can't remember. When I was about thirteen years old, I got into a fight with someone and got some injuries. After returning home, I found that I liked the feeling of the wounds hurting."
Shaking M is not abnormal, Song Ci would not look at Song Fei with strange eyes. Furthermore, Song Fei was said to be a freak since she was a child, and Song Ci could accept Song Fei's various shortcomings.
"What does Ah Jiang think about this?" Song Ci was more concerned about Yan Jiang's opinion.
Song Fei buried her cheek between her arms, and said in a muffled voice, "He's fine, he's learning to be an excellent S."
"It really is true love."
After Song Ci gave Song Fei a full-body massage, she also felt weak in all her bones. After Song Fei returned to her room to rest, Song Ci went to the office to find Han Zhan with the essential oil in her arms.
Han Zhan is going to give a speech at Wangdong Business School in a few days, and he is writing the speech.
Han Zhan was surprised to see Song Ci walking in wearing only a thin bathrobe and holding a small storage basket full of bottles and jars.
"Porcelain, what's wrong?"
When Han Zhan was working, Song Ci rarely disturbed her.
Song Ci said: "Give me a massage, the kind of whole body essential oil massage."
Hearing this, Han Zhan turned off the documents and computer. He stepped back in a roller skating chair and looked at Song Ci from a distance.
Song Ci's face was flushed, obviously a little embarrassed.
Han Zhan pointed to the three-person leather sofa in the office, "Lie down."
Song Ci lay down obediently, and took the initiative to take off her bathrobe to her shoulders to get off work. Her shoulders are straight and round, lying there like this is very attractive.
Han Zhan took off his gloves, washed his hands, walked over and poured the essential oil on Song Ci's shoulder. Push the essential oil away first and give her a massage.
Han Zhan's strength was great. When he kneaded Song Ci's bones with his fingers, Song Ci couldn't help but scream. It wasn't a cry of desire, but a howling of a wolf in pain.
"Don't cry, that's what real massage is like." Han Zhan told Song Ci, "I can still set bones, do you want to try it?"
Song Ci, who originally only wanted to seduce Han Zhan to commit a crime, was not only given a whole body massage by Han Zhan, but also had his bones straightened.
Han Zhan really knows how to set bones. He held Song Ci's chin with one hand, pressed Song Ci's back neck with the other hand, twisted slightly, and Song Ci heard the sound of bones clicking.
Song Ci was startled by the sound of his bones.
After the bone setting was over, Song Ci's whole body was sore and limp, as if someone had hammered him several times with a mace. Song Ci was lying on the leather sofa like a dead dog, feeling hopeless.
Han Zhan screwed on the caps of the essential oils and put them in the storage basket.
Looking down at Song Ci's moaning, Han Zhan asked her with a smile: "You didn't ask me to give you a massage? My massage technique is very comfortable. How do you react now?"
"Han Zhan, I'm looking for you for a late-night massage, not for a blind massage."
"Oh?" Han Zhan leaned over and put his arms around Song Ci's waist. He bit Song Ci's neck, "It's okay, the night is still long, we can continue to massage."
-
The next day, before dawn, around five o'clock, the makeup artist and stylist came to the manor to make door gauze styling for Song Fei.
Song Ci massaged with Han Zhan until late at night last night, and couldn't get up in the morning.
But she still gritted her teeth and got up.
Song Fei was afraid of the cold, so she didn't choose a mainstream wedding dress when she went out to dress. Instead, she chose a warm white knitted sweater dress.
It was the first time the stylist met someone who was wearing a sweater dress when going out, and wanted to persuade Song Fei to agree to wear a wedding dress, but Song Fei had her own personality, so she thought it would be good.
Song Fei is afraid of the cold, so she always wears fleece trousers in winter, if she is asked to wear that light wedding dress in the morning, will she not freeze to death
The designer felt helpless, but he didn't insist anymore.
Song Fei's knit skirt was long to her calf, with a fishtail hem, which was pretty. The stylist made Song Fei's hair curly and tied it into a low ponytail.
Considering that her overall look is very low-key, she put on bean paste red lipstick, which looks gentle and moving.
Song Ci put on a light white soft gauze for Song Fei. Looking at the beautiful Song Fei, she couldn't help hugging Song Fei's shoulder. "Song Fei, you look really good today."
Song Fei squeezed Song Ci's hand, looked at the pair of sisters in the mirror, and said sincerely, "Song Ci, thank you for being here."
Mom and Dad are gone, thank you for always sticking to me.
(end of this chapter)