Han Zhan stretched out his hand suddenly, wanting to touch her face to make sure that this person is real. After Song Ci hummed, she opened her eyes and was startled by the five fingers placed in front of her eyes.
"Brother Han, what are you doing?" Song Ci stared at Han Zhan's slender and strong left hand, she pushed Han Zhan's hand away, and asked him suspiciously, "Are you trying to steal me?"
Han Zhan subconsciously withdrew his left hand. He shook his head lightly and said, "Your face is so small, it seems to be only as big as my palm."
Song Ci: "It doesn't matter if the face is small, as long as the other places are not small."
Han Zhan was taken aback.
He is humble and can't control the fluttering eyes.
Song Ci thoughtfully said: "34C." She snorted triumphantly, full of pride, and flaunted: "My IQ is not as good as Song Fei's, but when it comes to figure, Song Fei's paper figure is absolutely incomparable."
Han Zhan doesn't know much about Song Ci's sister Song Fei. Hearing Song Ci's tone, Song Fei seemed very smart, so Han Zhan asked, "Is your sister smart?" He thought Song Ci was a very smart and lovely girl, but he couldn't figure out what kind of wonderful person Song Fei was. .
Song Ci and Song Fei are happy friends in private, slandering each other, but Song Ci is very proud of Song Fei in his heart. Listening to Han Zhan asking about her sister, Song Ci said proudly: "My sister is a genius with an IQ of 182. She has been a smart child in the eyes of the teacher since she was a child. Do you know Fu Hanshen?"
Han Zhan said, "Is it someone who can be found on Baidu?"
"Um."
In front of Song Ci, Han Zhan checked Fu Hanshen.
Fu Hanshen, born in 1966, is an expert in virology and the dean of the Academy of Military Medical Sciences.
He's a bigwig in virology.
Han Zhan quit the webpage, was silent for a moment, and then asked, "What is his relationship with your sister?"
"Fu Hanshen is my sister's teacher. My sister has been studying with Fu since she was very young." Song Ci was both proud and ashamed. Beauty, I have no other advantages."
Han Zhan raised his eyes and looked at Song Ci with a smile, "No, you also have other strengths."
Song Ci's eyes lit up, and he asked Han Zhan, "What?"
Han Zhan: "Thick-skinned, narcissistic."
Song Ci was so angry that he slammed the score directly on Han Zhan's face. Han Zhan grabbed the music score. Seeing that Song Ci was getting angry, he changed the subject in a timely manner, "Grandpa found someone to calculate the horoscope for us, and finalized the wedding date, which will be on October 26."
"October 26th?" Song Ci breathed a sigh of relief, and she said, "I was worried that the wedding date would be too close, and I would get married wearing a neck brace. The 26th is fine."
"Where do you want to hold the wedding? Is there a place you like?" There is only one wedding, and Han Zhan wants to respect Song Ci's ideas.
Song Ci nodded and said, "I have chosen."
"where?"
Song Ci mentioned a place that Han Zhan had never heard of. "Cai Family Village."
Han Zhan frowned, "Where is that?"
Song Ci moved to sit next to Han Zhan, she turned on her phone, found a photo and showed it to Han Zhan. Han Zhan took the photo and saw a huge ancient maple tree. The maple tree grew on the edge of a green lake, with drooping branches and lush foliage.
It must be beautiful here when the maple leaves turn red in October.
It's a beautiful place for a wedding.
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"When you marry me, it has become a joke in the whole city. Are you not afraid of being despised by choosing such a remote place for the wedding?" Han Zhan thought that Song Ci would choose an expensive hotel and hold an extremely luxurious wedding. wedding.
After all, she is the number one lady, and the luxurious wedding banquet scene is worthy of her status. .
Hearing this, Song Ci smiled calmly. "I don't care what other people say about my life." It's her choice who to marry and what kind of wedding to have. Song Ci took a deep look at Han Zhan, intending to tease him: "The important thing is not the wedding, but the person I marry."
Han Zhan chuckled.
Good-looking and can talk, why is Song Ci so cute
Song Ci clicked on the photo and told Han Zhan, "This lake is called Xiaoqing Lake. It's in Caijia Village, in the suburbs. This is where my parents got married."
"That's why. So you want to have a wedding at the place where your father got married in the past."
"Yes, I still have a group photo of them when they got married. I'll show you." Song Ci took back her phone, opened the Baidu cloud album, and scrolled down for a few seconds before finding that photo .
"It's this one. Look, are my parents a good match?" Song Ci said triumphantly, "I'm not bragging. My parents' good looks are the existence to beat all sentient beings now."
Han Zhan looked down at the photo.
The old photos from more than 20 years ago are very clear, but you can also see the sense of age.
In the photo, a man and a woman stand under the maple tree hand in hand. The man was wearing a black suit and a pair of glasses. The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he was looking down at the woman beside him with infinite affection.
The woman was wearing a red suede dress with a halter neck, and the neckline was embellished with a ring of white pearls. The woman's black hair was parted in the middle and tied in a simple bun behind her head.
She was all over her body except for a pearl earring on her ear. A woman is so beautiful without the bright jewelry embellishment.
The appearance of Song Ci and her mother are almost carved out of the same mold, even the temperament of that body is very similar. Han Zhan stared at the photo of Song Ci's mother, his thoughts drifted away, and his expression gradually calmed down.
He suddenly said: "Sure enough, it looks like that."
Hearing Han Zhan's evaluation, Song Ci was a little proud. "Where is there some resemblance, it's clearly very similar, okay? Well, I'm not lying, isn't my father very handsome. My mother is also very beautiful, right? My appearance is imitated by my mother. "
Han Zhan glanced at the woman in the photo again, and then handed the phone back to Song Ci. "It's very beautiful."
Song Ci put down her phone, and pinched her nose vigorously with her hand, making it look like a pig's nose.
Seeing this, Han Zhan looked a little confused, "What are you doing?"
Song Ci let go of her nose and said, "They all said that my nose has been fine-tuned. I can't believe that I'm a natural beauty. Brother Han, let me tell you, if you marry me, the appearance of your future children and grandchildren will improve by twofold." a boundary."
She said brazenly, "You've made a lot of money."
"Then my Han family's genes, I have to ask for your help." Han Zhan also echoed Song Ci's acting.
Song Ci blushed a little.
"That's right." Han Zhan said, "I brought you a gift back. It's upstairs, I'll get it, you wait a while." Han Zhan went upstairs for a while, and when he came down, he held a velvet bag in his hand .
He walked across to Song Ci and sat down cross-legged, opened the flannel bag and took out the gift inside.
As Song Ci thought, Han Zhan brought back a stone for her. It was a rough natural blue agate stone that had been polished and made into a necklace. Han Zhan told Song Ci: "I had someone polish it and make it into a necklace. Your name is engraved on the back of the stone."
Song Ci took the necklace, turned over the back and took a look, and saw the word 'Porcelain Treasure' on the back of the stone.
Ge'er is digging holes everywhere, I don't know if you found any holes in this chapter.
(end of this chapter)