Song Ci couldn't sleep anymore. She turned sideways to Han Zhan, rubbing her fingers around Han Zhan's beautiful eyes. Han Zhan opened his eyes and did not stop her small movements.
Finally plucking up the courage, Song Ci asked Han Zhan, "Brother Han, why are you missing your fingers?"
Han Zhan suddenly glanced at her with complicated eyes.
"Can't you say it?" Song Ci asked.
Han Zhan shook his head, and then he gave a general idea: "When I was saving someone, I was crushed by the cement board. It was pressed for too long, and my finger was necrotic. It must be amputated." He didn't say under what circumstances or who he saved.
Song Ci felt very uncomfortable when she heard this. She always thought that Han Zhan's finger was chopped off by the enemy, but she didn't expect it to be for saving people. She didn't ask any more detailed questions, as long as she knew something about it, it was enough.
Holding Han Zhan's right hand and putting it in front of her eyes, Song Ci looked at it, and she suddenly said, "It's not very pretty, but I'm not afraid. Brother Han, don't deliberately cover up in front of me from now on, this is a Hand of a hero, to cover it is to deny your glory and faith."
She knew from the bottom of her heart that although Han Zhan had already retired from the army and started business, those things in his bones could not be changed.
For Han Zhan, fighting for the country is glory, and the prosperity of the country and the people's safety are beliefs.
When Han Zhan heard that sentence, his chest trembled violently, and a feeling of numbness spread in his body. For the first time a woman praised his hideous hand as a hero's hand. It's not without reason that Song Ci attracted him so much.
It was getting late, and Han Zhan had to work tomorrow, so Song Ci couldn't continue to disturb her, so she said, "I'm going to sleep."
Han Zhan hummed, "You sleep, I'll watch."
"Great and crooked." Song Ci said, but the corners of her mouth curled up, and she really closed her eyes. And that fiery gaze lingered on her body for a long time, before finally disappearing because of sleepiness. "
Waking up early in the morning, Song Ci's body was still not feeling well. She knew it was normal and it would probably be fine tomorrow. She sat by the bed for a while, and found two pieces of paper on the bedside table.
Song Ci took it over and looked at it. One was given to Han Zhan by her last night, and the other was made by Han Zhan for her to record her likes and dislikes. Song Ci put down her own sheet, picked up Han Zhan's answer sheet and read it carefully. Han Zhan wrote—
Favorite food: meat, stinky tofu, coriander
Disliked food: vegetables, chicken, Japanese food.
Hobbies: shooting, horse riding, racing, bamboo weaving, holding hands with Song Ci, kissing with Song Ci, doing everything with Song Ci.
Dislikes: Wasting food, hating Song Ci being too close to other people.
Putting down the A4 paper, Song Ci fell into deep thought. Hate her getting too close to other people
I didn't realize that Brother Han is still a jealous brother.
Song Ci didn't plan to go out this morning, so she didn't change into her pajamas or put on makeup. Anyway, she looks good without makeup, and it's not like Han Zhan hasn't seen it before. Song Ci picked up her piece of paper, wandered into the study in her pajamas, found a pen and carefully wrote down her preferences.
Favorite food: Spicy crayfish, fried bamboo shoots with bacon, beef brisket with tomatoes, medium rare steak, durian.
Dislikes: Parsley, all fish without scales
Hobbies: violin, flying airplanes, collecting high heels.
Dislikes: Domestic violence, cheating
Song Ci filled out the form, and when she went downstairs, she found that Han Zhan had left, but her breakfast was kept warm in the steamer in the kitchen. Song Ci watched today's hot news while having breakfast, and received a call from Du Tingting before the meal was finished.
"Song Song, please persuade Qiu'er. She is clamoring to be discharged from the hospital, saying that she doesn't want to waste time in the hospital. But with her current physical condition, how can she be discharged from the hospital?"
Persuasion, how to persuade
"Mother, Qiu'er is an adult, you should respect her. She told me about this yesterday, and I also persuaded her, but I think Qiu'er has made up her mind, and it's useless to persuade her." Song Ci licked the steamed bun soup, and after licking it, she felt a little cowardly.
How can the first lady lick her fingers? She quickly took out a piece of paper to wipe her fingers clean.
Du Tingting sighed over there, "Then what do you mean, let's just follow Qiu'er's wishes?"
"Mother, Qiu'er is also depressed in the hospital, why not let her do what she wants to do."
In fact, Song Ci never understood Mu Qiu. Judging from the contact during this period, Mu Qiu doesn't seem like the kind of person who would trade the lives of their sisters for his own. But in the previous life, Mu Qiu personally put his hand on Song Ci's chest and asked her for her heart.
Song Ci was a little curious about what Mu Qiu wanted to do when he suddenly asked to be discharged from the hospital.
Du Tingting finally allowed Mu Qiu to leave the hospital.
Mu Qiu was discharged from the hospital on the same day. She put on a particularly energetic light makeup for herself, and also put on pink blush, and put on a vibrant yellow dress.
When leaving the hospital, Mu Qiu opened her arms and took a deep breath of the scorching air, finally showing a long-lost happy smile on her face. Opening the memo on the phone, Mu Qiu looked at the bucket list and smiled again. Next, she will live the last days of her life to the fullest.
Du Tingting looked at her daughter's too slender body, but felt sore in her heart. "
After breakfast, Song Ci, who was still unwell, lay on the sofa and played with her mobile phone. She searched the Internet for any solution to the discomfort after the first sexual experience.
Perfect answer: [Change to a delicate and frail husband, once and for all.]
Spam browsers are unreliable, and Brother Han was tricked by her with great difficulty, so who would be willing to change them? It is impossible to change in this life!
Song Ci exited the browser and sent another WeChat message to Yan Jiang. [A Jiang, help me choose a violin, and send it to my home if you are free.]
Yan Jiang replied to her: [Get it yourself.]
Song Ci; [I'm not feeling well.]
Yan Jiang: [Sick?]
Song Ci: [Yeye Shengxiao feels extremely unwell, come to me.]
Yan Jiang raised his eyebrows, Yeye Shengxiao felt unwell
He shook his head and laughed, thinking that this girl's life after marriage is really happy.
Seeing Yan Jiang smiling at a mobile phone, Du Xueyan raised her eyes in a little surprise, and stared at Yan Jiang to size up.
Yan Jiang was all in black, with purple-pink slightly long hair and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, with a silver chain hanging around his neck, sitting lazily on the sofa. There was a cigarette pinned to his ear, and he was holding a mobile phone in his hand. He didn't know who he was chatting with.
He was indeed very good-looking, and he deserved to be hailed as the most stunning man in the entertainment industry.
Du Xueyan thought of what her agent said. The agent's original words were: "Yan Jiang is the most popular traffic star in China. He has debuted for many years and has countless scandals. , Violent fans, fighting with celebrities, living their own way, never seen cowardice."
"What's weird is that he is so arrogant, but his fans dote on him, and there are quite a few passers-by fans. If you cooperate with him, you don't have to worry about anything."
"He's the best collaborator."
This is the first time for Du Xueyan to meet Yan Jiang, and she found that Yan Jiang is really beautiful and proud. It's just that she couldn't figure it out, in the entertainment circle, which star can't act all the time and be cautious everywhere, how can he live so freely
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