Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

When he got home, Song Ci's eyes were a little swollen and hot. She was embarrassed to see Han Zhan, after all, she was a green tea bitch.

Song Ci ran to take a shower, changed her clothes, and put a layer of mask on her face with a swelling-reducing effect.

It was half past nine, and Han Zhan was going to take a shower and go to bed. He saw Song Ci lying on the bed with a mask on his face and closed his eyes. Thinking that she could no longer see, he did not avoid suspicion, and took off his clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Hearing the sound of water, Song Ci's cheeks were a little hot under the mask.

Does he just take a shower?

As long as he opens his eyes, Song Ci can see all of Han Zhan. Would you like to take a look? Song Ci wanted to see it, but felt rude. After thinking about it, she and Han Zhan are going to sleep sooner or later, they will watch it early, watch later, and don't watch it for nothing!

After she figured it out, Song Ci immediately opened her eyes and admired Han Zhan leaning against the head of the bed.

The hot mist in the bathroom rose, and the brown transparent glass was covered with a thin layer of mist. Han Zhan's legs were covered by the mist, and he couldn't see it clearly. But Song Ci knew that there were many wounds on Han Zhan's body, big and small, and there was no chance to count them.

What did he do when he was a soldier? With so many wounds on his body, he was obviously not an ordinary soldier.

Song Ci was fascinated by her thoughts, and when she returned to her senses, she saw that Han Zhan had turned around. He was standing behind the glass, and he wiped off a piece of the water mist on the glass in front of him. A pair of gray-blue eyes were staring at Song Ci through the transparent glass.

Han Zhan didn't expect Song Ci to be so horny that he would peep at him taking a bath and catch Song Ci's small movements, which made Han Zhan a little surprised.

After being discovered, Song Ci hurriedly got up from the bed and ran into the toilet to wash off the mask on her face.

When she came out after skin care, Han Zhan was already lying down on the bed wearing pajamas. "Nine fifty-eight." Han Zhan glanced at Song Ci and said, "Go to bed, I'm going to turn off the lights." He didn't ask her about her peeking, but Song Ci was relieved.

Song Ci hurriedly ran over to climb into the bed and lay down next to Han Zhan.

Snapped--

The lights went out.

The electric blackout curtains on the wall of the floor-to-ceiling windows began to close, making a sliding sound. The room was instantly pitch black, to the extent that you could not see your fingers.

Song Ci couldn't sleep at all, she admired Han Zhan's good work and rest habits. Song Ci suddenly turned over and poked Han Zhan's shoulder with his index finger, "Brother Han, are you asleep?"

Han Zhan opened his eyes and looked into the darkness.

"Not yet." There was a little girl lying beside him, and Han Zhan was not a gentleman, so he couldn't sleep. Especially this little girl coveted his body.

Song Ci's fingers restlessly touched Han Zhan's face, and finally stopped on his proud nose bone, rubbing Han Zhan's nose with the pulp of his fingers like a glutinous rice ball. "I have a question, I have to ask you."

The advice has been used, and I think it is a big deal.

Han Zhan: "Tell me." His nose was a little itchy. Han Zhan wanted to scratch it, but he just thought about it.

Song Ci pointed out very seriously: "You said that you have to go to bed at ten o'clock, right? When will we make people after that? It can't be before ten o'clock every time, right? If it happens to be ten o'clock then, we will What should I do? Just turn off the lights and go to bed? Or will we fight again after 6:30 the next morning?"

This is a really serious question.

Han Zhan: ""

Song Ci muttered again: "This is a major event, and it concerns the life or death of your child."

Han Zhan took Song Ci's index finger and squeezed it tightly with his left hand, and then said, "It depends on the situation, and the bedtime can be delayed as appropriate."

Song Ci took a long breath, "Oh, that's good."

Song Ci cried today and was a little tired. She fell asleep beside Han Zhan not long after. After she fell asleep, the knuckles of her index finger were not so stiff, they were soft in Han Zhan's palm.

Still holding that finger, Han Zhan wondered a little: What's in this Song Ci's head?

Song Ci was asleep, and his light snoring was very regular, but Han Zhan was insomnia.

The next morning, Song Ci woke up when the alarm clock rang. She turned off the alarm clock, got out of bed barefoot and went straight to the toilet, washed her face, and went to Han Zhan's conference room with bottles and jars, occupied his desk and chair, and started putting on makeup.

Downstairs, Han Zhan stood upside down against the wall, and his phone suddenly lit up.

With his right hand on the ground alone, he picked up the phone with his left to read the news. Song Ci: [Should I add a dresser to the house? 】

Han Zhan replied to her: [Okay. 】

Song Ci put on her makeup, and from the clothes she brought, she chose a red tube top and off-the-shoulder dress and put it on, and pinned a black and white camellia brooch to her slender waist.

Han Zhan was cooking rice in the kitchen, and when he heard the movement of the high heels, he turned off the fire and looked back at the stairs.

Seeing Song Ci, Han Zhan was stunned for a moment.

Today's Song Ci is dressed in a very high-profile and glamorous fashion, and her seven-centimeter high-heeled shoes make her already tall and even more aura. Her short burgundy hair was styled simply with a curling iron, and she wore a pair of black jewel studs on her lovely earlobes.

Dressed up so well, what are you going to do?

Han Zhan looked back and divided the fried rice into two plates.

He brought the fried rice to the table, and when he turned around, he found Song Ci holding a mobile phone, as if taking pictures. Han Zhan laughed when he saw it, "Are you taking a selfie again?" Beautiful girls seem to love taking pictures.

Song Ci said, "No, I'm shooting you."

Han Zhan: "Huh?"

He walked over, stretched out his hand and took Song Ci's mobile phone, looked down and saw that she really photographed him.

A good-looking person is eye-catching no matter how they take pictures, not to mention that Han Zhan is tall and has a body proportion comparable to that of a supermodel. Song Ci's photography skills are good, and Han Zhan in her lens is handsome and charming.

Han Zhan hadn't taken such life-like photos for a long time, and he was a little dazed for a while. So in Song Ci's eyes, is he like this?

"What do you shoot me for?"

Song Ci grabbed the phone back and asked Han Zhan politely, "Can I post you on my Weibo?"

Han Zhan: "Aren't you afraid that your male fans will be sad?" Because of Li Li's talkativeness, Han Zhan knew that Song Ci was a Weibo V with more than 2 million fans, including as many male and female fans.

Song Ci said indifferently: "What are you afraid of, I have already caught the richest man in the future of Wang Dongcheng, and what do other people think?"

Hearing these straightforward words, Han Zhan was surprised. Song Ci knew what Han Zhan was thinking, and she said, "I'm speaking from my heart. I'm just so realistic. You said last night that I don't have to say those hypocritical words."

"Yes." Han Zhan was not angry, but patted Song Ci on the head and said to her, "Very good, just be yourself."

Song Ci held Han Zhan's arm, she raised her eyes to meet Han Zhan's tolerant eyes, and her heart suddenly felt a little throbbing. "Han Zhan, you are so good. If I really fell in love with you, I wouldn't leave you after a year. What should I do?"

Han Zhan thought for a while and said, "I am a luxury, it depends on whether you have the ability to get me."

Song Ci glanced at his mouth, "Look at you, I'm a frequent luxury customer." Feeling that this was wrong, Song Ci was silent for a while, and whispered: "Why is it like visiting a kiln?"

Han Zhan's brows twitched and he wanted to hit someone.

off topic

Article 1 of the rules and regulations of the Korean family home——

[Early to bed and early to rise, no later than ten o'clock for overnight stays, and no later than six-thirty for an early riser. 】

The first night Song Ci took off the neck brace, the overnight stay was delayed to 12:30.

On the second night, the overnight stay is at half past twelve.

On the third night, overnight stay is 12:40

Later, the revised version 2.0 of the rules and regulations of Hanjiajia was released——

[For the harmonious life of husband and wife, Baby Han will come as soon as possible, and he will not be tired or sleepy at night, and will not be able to afford to wake up in the morning. 】