Uncle Han Zhan was so innocent, did he get shot while lying down
The little girl's mother picked up the child and gave Song Ci an embarrassed smile, "This child is too skinny, I'm sorry." After finishing speaking, she quickly ran away with her embarrassing daughter in her arms.
The little girl lay on her mother's shoulder, silently accusing Song Ci of despicability and treachery with teary eyes.
Song Ci hummed triumphantly.
Han Zhan was on the side, and asked faintly, "Do I look scary?"
Song Ci leaned on Han Zhan tenderly, and she said, "Brother Han is not scary, Gete Han is reliable." It also rhymed.
Han Zhan asked melancholy again: "I look so old, and I am a generation older than you?" The sales lady who once sold health tea to him said that drinking health tea often makes people ten years younger.
The health-preserving tea for the past two years was wasted.
Sales mouth, deceitful ghost!
Song Ci hurriedly said: "Where is there, brother Han will always be eighteen years old."
Han Zhan could no longer believe Song Ci's words. Her words are more hypocritical than sales words.
Staring down at the little skirt on Song Ci's body, Han Zhan's eyes fell on her snow-white skin, and Han Zhan asked in a low voice, "Why do you dress like this?" The family rules clearly stated that it is not allowed to wear too revealing clothes. The shoulders of Song Ci's clothes are exposed, so it doesn't look like serious clothes at first glance.
Song Ci heard the displeasure in Han Zhan's tone, she let go of Han Zhan, stood in front of Han Zhan, put her hands behind her back, and said, "I'm going on a date tonight, it looks good in this way."
Han Zhan frowned slightly, "Oh, with whom? You can't catch wild men behind my back on the first day of marriage."
Song Ci stretched out his right hand to Han Zhan. "Han Zhan, do you want a date?"
Looking at the young girl's clean and slender hand, Han Zhan's frown stretched out visibly. He reluctantly handed his left hand to Song Ci, and said, "I don't like you dressed like this outside."
Song Ci understood exactly what he meant, "It's okay at home?" Song Ci smiled playfully and teased Han Zhan: "They say that men like that kind of clothes. They wear clothes that are knowledgeable, polite, gentle and virtuous, and take off their clothes in thirty-six ways." A woman who is proficient in all postures. Does Brother Han agree with this statement?"
These words are full of pitfalls, Han Zhan would be really stupid to answer them. He changed the subject abruptly, "It's sunny outside, get in the car."
Song Ci raised her eyebrows, "Okay, get in the car." Obviously it is a means of transportation, but Song Ci is also a talent for being able to express another meaning of 'car'.
Han Zhan took Song Ci into his own car, and he drove out of Wolong Tower. After the car landed, he drove towards the most prosperous Sanshengqiao area in Wangdong City. Blending into the traffic, Han Zhan asked Song Ci, "How do you know I'm at Wolong Tower?"
Song Ci pretended to be mysterious, "I am a little fairy who knows everything, and I know all the secrets of your mortal world."
Han Zhan: "Really?" Han Zhan was suspicious of this.
Song Ci said coldly, "Of course it's true."
"Then I have to test you."
"Take any test."
Han Zhan: "How many hairs do I have?"
Song Ci's eyes widened. Is this a human problem
Seeing that Song Ci was speechless, Han Zhan let out a pleasant laugh, "Look, there are times when little fairies don't know."
Song Ci was puzzled, she curled her lips, feeling a little depressed.
Han Zhan thought that Song Ci was sleepy, so he warned: "There is a thin blanket behind, remember to cover it if you want to sleep."
"I'm not sleepy." Song Ci shook her head and sat up straight before she said, "Not only do I know that Phaeton Automobile is your industry, but I also know that Shenghui Technology Company, Jetta Hotel Chain, and Dongying Real Estate are all in the end. In the palm of your hand."
Han Zhan raised his eyebrows, with a look of surprise in his eyes, but he didn't deny what she said.
Song Ci pretended to lament again: "Hey, marrying a rich husband, what should I do to hold his heart firmly?"
Han Zhan said ruthlessly: "If you want to capture a person's heart, you must grasp his stomach. Your cooking skills are wishful thinking."
Song Ci laughed angrily. "Then you go find someone who is good at cooking." With a pair of slender legs folded, Song Ci said boldly again: "There is no one who looks better than me if he is good at cooking. There is no one who looks better than me. More seductive than me."
Han Zhan glanced at Song Ci's long legs, but did not refute.
Song Ci noticed that Han Zhan was peeking at her legs. She straightened her waist pretending to be inadvertent, and sat sideways. The enchanting body curve made people feel itchy at a glance.
Song Ci was showing off, Han Zhan suddenly picked up the thin quilt from behind and threw it on her, covering her legs. "Don't be coquettish, either sleep or shut up." Han Zhan remained expressionless.
Song Ci squeezed the thin quilt and grinned at him.
There were a lot of cars in the Sanshengqiao area, so Han Zhan drove the car to the underground parking garage of a shopping building and put it away before taking Song Ci to the elevator to go upstairs. Standing in the lobby on the first floor of the shopping building, Han Zhan stared at the counters of various famous brand skin care products, lowered his head and asked Song Ci, "What do you want to eat tonight?"
Han Zhan seldom eats out in private, and he doesn't know much about the restaurants near Sansheng Bridge.
But Song Ci used to be a frequent customer here. She knew a French restaurant with a high reputation. The overall strength of that restaurant was among the top ten restaurants in Asia. Everywhere is good, but a little expensive.
Song Ci asked Han Zhan: "Can you accept a dinner for two for 3,200 taels?" Song Ci ordered a set meal for 3,200 taels. Thinking of Han Zhan's diligent and thrifty housekeeping style, Song Ci was not sure whether he would like to spend money there.
Han Zhan was taken aback when he heard this. After he figured out why Song Ci asked this question, his expression rarely became serious, and he told Song Ci: "Song Ci, you don't have to accommodate me. Remember, you are you first, then my wife, be yourself That's what matters."
Song Ci breathed a sigh of relief. "Then let's go to Shenxiang for dinner tonight."
Han Zhan has no objection. He has been to that restaurant before, and he went there with a friend. He remembered that store, the environment, taste and service were all at the best level.
Song Ci looked at his watch, the current time was less than five o'clock. "I made a reservation for a table at six o'clock in the evening. It's not yet five o'clock. Let's go to the pedestrian street first?" Song Ci hasn't been here for a long time, and the money in Kari seems to have grown feet and wants to run away.
"OK."
At this time, a promotional video of a certain female singer's concert was playing on the giant screen of the tallest building in the pedestrian street. Song Ci stopped along with many people and looked up at the woman in the video.
In the video, a curvaceous woman, wearing a long silver dress, stands on the deck of a cruise ship. The sea breeze blows her charming wavy hair, and the sun shines on her face. The scenery is beautiful and magnificent.
The woman held a diamond microphone and sang softly. Accompanied by the wind, her singing voice drifted into everyone's ears. The voice was extremely penetrating. When she chanted, it was as if she was singing alone on a rock in the middle of the night. Listening to it made one's bones numb.
——November 2nd, Du Xueyan Wang Dongcheng Station Concert, see you there!
In the past few days, everyone is not allowed to raise Wen and whoever raises Wen will be beaten by Uncle Han~
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