Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

The look in Song Ci's eyes from a room is called satisfaction and affection.

"Song Song, sit down!" Han Aoyu pointed to the empty chair, and Han Zhan sat down with Song Ci.

Song Ci and Mu's family have already drawn a line, so no Mu family was seen during the dinner, and no one would be foolish enough to talk about it. When everyone arrived, the food was served.

Desserts are served first, with coconut balls, Song Ci's favorite.

When Song Ci was about to produce chopsticks to pick coconut balls, Shen Yubei reached out and dialed the rotating plate. The plate of coconut **** was turned in front of Shen Yubei, and Song Ci saw that Shen Yubei picked the roundest and best-looking coconut balls, and then put them into his bowl.

Song Ci raised his eyebrows.

Doesn't the teacher hate eating sweets the most? Disgusted and panicked.

Han Zhan turned the coconut ball in front of him. He took a coconut ball and handed it to the Song porcelain bowl. "I ordered it specially for you. Our hotel does a good dessert. You can try it."

"it is good."

Song Ci took a bite of the coconut ball, it was delicious indeed. Coconut has a strong fragrance, soft taste and not greasy. She ate one and looked up and was about to clamp the second one. She saw that Shen Yubei secretly put the coconut ball on his plate on Di Rongrong's plate while everyone was not paying attention.

Di Rongrong was scooping with a spoon, and did not notice Shen Yubei's petty theft.

Song Ci:?

The teacher is so scary!

Di Rongrong put the steamed abalone on the plate, and noticed that a coconut ball appeared on his white plate.

She stared at the coconut ball in a daze.

She loves coconut **** the most, but the calories are too high and she is afraid of getting fat. Di Rongrong is also a harsh person to herself, eating it once or twice a year at most.

Not many people know that she loves coconut balls, except for two good sisters, Mo Yao and Jin Luolan, there is only one...Shen Yubei.

Di Rongrong tilted her head and glanced at Shen Yubei.

Shen Yubei lowered his head while eating, without squinting his eyes, but there was a suspicion that there was no silver in this place. Di Rongrong hesitated and ate the coconut ball.

Shen Yubei secretly turned his head and saw that Di Rongrong had eaten her coconut balls, he was not so upset now, and felt better.

After dinner, Mo Yao and Li Yao took the lead in leaving, and she went abroad to attend an international conference. After they left, Han Dongliang and his sons chatted with Han Aoyu for a while, and then they left.

Jin Luolan was also busy. When she was about to leave, Jin Luolan found Song Ci and asked her: "Yan Jiang has gone to Congo? Is this news accurate?"

Song Ci pursed her lips and nodded. She asked Jin Luolan in a low voice, "Godmother, how is the situation over there now?"

Jin Luolan didn't hide from Song Ci, she said: "It's going to start turmoil for a while, but it's always like this over there, you let Yan Jiang pay more attention to it."

"Thank you godmother."

"Then I will go first."

"I'll send you." Song Ci sent Jin Luolan away and returned to the dining room. Just about to open the door to enter, he saw the teacher and Di Rongrong sitting together. The two seemed to be talking, and their attitude was fairly close.

Song Ci quickly turned around, took Han Zhan and left.

Han Zhan asked her: "What's wrong?"

Song Ci: "My teacher is looking for me, let's not be light bulbs."

"Your teacher? Who?"

"God Rongrong!"

Han Zhan expressed surprise. He didn't even know that Godmother Rongrong still had a leg with Teacher Shen.

Han Zhan took Song Ci upstairs and found Han Aoyu. "Grandpa, I will take you back?"

Han Aoyu waved his hand and said, "Go and play by yourself, leave me alone, your Uncle Zhong will send me back."

Han Zhan agreed. He also has selfish intentions, newly married Yaner, he wants to do something interesting with Song Ci.

Pulling Song Ci out of his grandfather's room, Han Zhan hooked Song Ci's palm and said to her, "Are you going to date, Mrs. Han?"

Mrs. Han said this from Han Zhan's mouth, which is different.

Song Ci listened, her heartbeat speeded up slightly. She looked at Han Zhan with a smile, only amazed. "Brother Han, you even know about dates."

I have known each other for so long, the marriage certificate has been received, the wedding has been held, and the bed sheets have been rolled a few times, and finally it is the day when Han Zhan takes the initiative to talk about the date.

It's really rare.

Han Zhan was a little bit ashamed. He admitted that he was incomprehensible and his life was too boring. But he will learn to get along with the young Song Ci.

Han Zhan hooked Gou Song Ci's palm again and asked, "Then, is it a date?"

Song Ci hooked Han Zhan's neck on tiptoe, "Date!"

Dating Song Ci is serious.

She made a strategy and even wrote a set of strategy notes for the first date.

Handing the notes to Han Zhan, Song Ci told Han Zhan: “Brother Han has not been in love for many years, and probably doesn’t know the dating routines of our young people. Come, I wrote all the precautions on the card, Brother Han, take a closer look. According to this step, nothing can be less."

Han Zhan lowered his head and read the card content carefully——

First Date Fight:

1. Wear a couple outfit with Song Ci.

2. Eat ice cream with Song Ci.

3. Back Song porcelain and walk for half an hour on the bank of Yulongyuan River.

Fourth, watch the sunset together in Song Ci, and kiss in the sunset.

5. Have a couple's dinner with Song Ci.

6. When watching a movie with Song Ci, you must buy milk tea popcorn.

Han Zhan squeezed the card and smiled in relief. "I was still a little worried, and I didn't know what to do with you on a date. Porcelain Bao, I like your dating guide."

"I'm an intimate porcelain treasure."

After finalizing the details of the date, Song Ci changed into casual and light go-out clothes and went out with Han Zhan. Her black denim pencil pants, paired with a red and black plaid long-sleeved shirt, her long hair tied up, looks youthful.

Han Zhan was originally dressed very casually. Seeing that Song Ci was so young and beautiful, he silently walked into the cloakroom and looked at his clothes anxiously.

Where age and status are placed, Han Zhan’s suits are all low-key but luxurious elite styles, while casual wear is mostly comfortable sportswear. He also has a few casual shirts, but they also look old-fashioned.

For the first time, Han Zhan realized that he should buy clothes.

Han Zhan rummaged through all the clothes in the closet and found a thin, gray high-necked sweater that was not so old-fashioned. He changed his clothes, stood in front of the mirror, staring at the sloppy man inside, feeling strange.

Song Ci was drinking hot tea and eating nuts downstairs. Finally heard the footsteps of her brother Han coming downstairs, Song Ci turned her head and grumbled: "My brother Han, you are doing a good job, you are procrastinating, I thought you were putting on makeup..."

After seeing Han Zhan's dress clearly, Song Ci whistled like a gangster. "Not bad, Senior Han."

Black jeans and gray loose-fitting thin sweaters are put on Han Zhan, who is 1.89 meters tall. He is still a mature, low-key and masculine Han Zhan, but this maturity has added a bit of youthful vigor.

Like a learned and cultivated senior in a university.

Han Zhan blushed slightly because of the harassment of the phrase "Han Xuechang". He walked up to Song Ci, touched his nose uncomfortably, and asked her, "Will it be weird to wear this way?"

"Where will it be?" Song Ci walked over and touched Han Zhan's chest, looking madly at him like a little girl. "Brother Han is so handsome in this way, he will wear it like this after non-working hours."

After wearing this, the old man has become a pretty brother.

Han Zhan lifted his leg and said, "I haven't worn jeans in a few years, and I always feel awkward."

"It looks good." Staring at Han Zhan's slender and powerful legs, Song Ci couldn't help but touched it again. "Go, let's go!"

The two drove the Aoyu One and set off to complete the first stop of the date——

Buy a couple outfit!

Wearing T-shirts is a bit cold this season, and clothing stores have launched long-sleeved models. Han Zhan finally picked two zippered jackets, one red and one white, with the words—

Love China!

When Song Ci got this couple outfit, his expression was frozen for a second or two.

Han Zhansi didn't think anything was wrong. He said, "I looked at it and found that this couple outfit is the most serious, and the copywriting on the other clothes is pretty stupid." What is "my wife, beautiful", "my husband, handsome" ", "Left, my pig", "Right, big pig farmer"...

In Han Zhan's eyes, those clothes were only worn by neuroses.

Song Ci took a deep breath and praised Han Zhan: "Han Gegen is a good socialist youth, not bad." She took off her shirt, put on the red jacket, and put on Han Zhan's white jacket. People just walked out of the love shop.

Han Zhan was a little shy when he wore a couple outfit for the first time.

When he came out of the store, he stepped very hard, as if he was afraid of being seen. Song Ci ran after him, "Han Zhan, you can't bully me because of your long legs. Wait for me."

Han Zhan stopped. He took Song Ci's hand and walked towards the ice drink shop. As he walked, he said, "Go faster, otherwise these people will always stare at us."

"It's okay, we look good, they can take one look."

Han Zhan shook his head, and said helplessly: "Just your thick skin."

There was a long line at the entrance of the ice cream shop, and Han Zhan pulled Song Ci and stood at the end. Song Ci leaned on his arm and said to him, "Brother Han, buy the biggest one, I like the big one."

Han Zhan: "Well, I know you like big ones."

Song Ci blinked, and felt that something was wrong, so she didn't say anything. Twenty minutes later, it was Han Zhan's turn. Han Zhan opened his mouth and said to the little brother: "Here is the smallest ice cream."

Song Ci hurriedly dragged Han Zhan, "The biggest one!"

"Small, eat less cold things." He was very determined, and Song Ci was useless to act like a baby.

Han Zhan finally bought the smallest ice cream. He handed the ice cream to Song Ci, "I will give you all to eat."

Song Ci stared at the ice cream the size of a baby's fist, and wanted to bite Han Zhan. "Where can one eat it alone, if two people eat together, they have to eat together."

Song Ci took Han Zhan and walked to a wooden chair to sit down. She couldn't bear to eat the ice cream in one bite, so she scraped it little by little with a spoon, as if it would last a long time.

Han Zhan was amused by her pitiful look. "As for, can you give it all?" Han Zhan threw his spoon directly into the trash can.

Song Ci looked at Han Zhan, and then at the ice cream. I endured and endured it, still couldn't help it, took a few mouthfuls of ice cream and licked it.

Han Zhan stared at the white milk froth at the corner of Song Ci's mouth, his eyes dim, he held Song Ci's face before anyone was paying attention, and leaned over to lick all the milk froth.

It wasn't until Han Zhan released that Song Ci came back to his senses. She asked leisurely: "Brother Han, is it exciting to steal a young **** the street?"

Han Zhan nodded after recollecting the delicacy just now. "stimulate!"

"Old hooligan!"

The phone in Song Ci's pocket suddenly rang. "I'll answer the phone."

She took out her mobile phone and saw that the caller was Mu Qiu. "It's Mu Qiu's call." After speaking to Han Zhan, Song Ci answered the call in front of Han Zhan.

There was noisy street, Han Zhan did not hear what Mu Qiu said, but saw Song Ci's expression instantly become solemn.

When Song Ci hung up the phone, Han Zhan stretched out his finger and pushed Song Ci's shoulder, caring asked, "What happened?"

Song Ci slowly turned his head, looked at Han Zhan in a daze, and said with a bit of despair, "Mother fell, suffered a severe bleeding and aborted, and the person has not woken up in the hospital..." Just like the previous life, this life, Du Tingting's child to the end Is not kept.

Hearing about this, Han Zhan was not shocked, as if the Mu family's house collapsed by lightning overnight, it was all that the Lord of Heaven was collecting demons, and it was a matter of course.

Han Zhan took Song Ci's hand and stood up, "Let's go, go to the hospital, and continue dating another day."

"Ok."

The couple rushed to the hospital. It was already evening, and there was a burst of fragrant food floating in the corridor of the hospital. The two found Du Tingting's ward and knocked on the door.

Aunt Zhang opened the door and saw Song Ci and Han Zhan outside the house. She closed the door and walked out, whispering, "Miss Song, Mr. Han, you are here."

"Aunt Zhang, what is my mother's situation now?"

Aunt Zhang shook her head worriedly. She pressed her voice and said: "The madam woke up just now, and the husband has just told his wife about the child. Madam is sad now, and she didn't say a word, she just shed tears in silence. "

"Father is inside?" Song Ci asked.

Aunt Zhang nodded.

Song Ci thought for a while, took Han Zhan's hand, and said to Aunt Zhang: "Let's go downstairs and wait. When father is gone, Aunt Zhang will notify me and I will come up again."

Knowing that Song Ci was at odds with Mu Mian's aura, Aunt Zhang hurriedly said, "Okay."

Song Ci went downstairs and Aunt Zhang went back to the room. Seeing Du Tingting tears streaming down her face and some tears streaming down her neck, Aunt Zhang hurriedly took a basin to get hot water.

She wrung out the towel and handed the warm towel to Mu Mian. Mu Mian nodded to her, took the towel and walked to the bed, silently wiping Du Tingting's tears.

"Tingting." Mu Mian returned the towel to Aunt Zhang. He held Du Tingting's hand and told her: "Don't be like Tingting, it's not your fault that the child is gone. You are fine, it is the greatest blessing."

Du Tingting bit her lip, crying depressed.

She held Mu Mian's hand tightly, and kept sobbing and saying: "I just saw his first B-ultrasound image. He is already formed. He is a man. He is still in my stomach tomorrow morning. , In a blink of an eye...husband, I'm so uncomfortable!"

Hearing this, Mu Mian couldn't help but reddened his eyes.

Having a son when he grows old, the couple looked forward to the arrival of the child in every possible way. The child said that he would be gone, and Mu Mian felt extremely painful. But Du Tingting's current situation does not allow Mu Mian to continue to grieve her child.

"Tingting, cheer up." Unable to persuade Du Tingting, Mu Mian could only move out of Mu Qiu. "Tingting, you don't know what Qiu'er looked like after you fell. In order to save you, Qiu'er drove you to the hospital in person, ran through a red light all the way, and almost ran behind others several times."

"Knowing that you were saved successfully, but the child was gone, Qiu'er was so sad that she was crying. She didn't dare to come to see you. She always felt that your wrestling was her fault. She told me, if you are going to go upstairs to give She won’t fall down if she takes the card..."

Du Tingting was stunned, thinking of Mu Qiu's child, she felt another pain in her heart. "How could this be her fault?"

Knowing how fragile Mu Qiu's mind is, and worrying that Mu Qiu can't think about it, Du Tingting hurriedly said to Mu Mian, "Where is the child now? Let her come."

"When I first saw her, she was hiding in the stairwell and crying secretly."

Du Tingting pushed Mu Mian's arm, urging him: "Mu Qiu can't be stimulated, and his emotions can't fluctuate too much. Go and call her, just say I don't blame her."

"it is good."

Mu Mian walked directly to the staircase.

Mu Qiu was sitting on the stairs, she lowered her head and said nothing.

"Autumn."

Mu Qiu raised his head and looked at Mu Mian, his eyes swollen like peaches.

Mu Mian came over, touched Mu Qiu's hair, and said, "Your mother asked you to go in. You go in and talk to her and have a good chat."

"...Ok."

Mu Qiu walked into the ward hesitantly, and when she saw Du Tingting, who looked haggard, she felt even more guilty. Squeezing his mouth, Mu Qiucai shouted in a dumb voice: "Mom..."

Du Tingting raised her weak hand and beckoned her. "Come here in autumn, mom is fine." In order to take care of Mu Qiu's emotions, Du Tingting could only hold back her grief and make a calm appearance.

Only then did Mu Qiu trot over and hugged Du Tingting. "Mom, blame me, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't have any trouble..."

Mu Qiu kept crying, she didn't dare to mention the child, for fear of Du Tingting's grief.

"Don't blame you, how can I blame you?" Du Tingting pulled out a few soft tissues from the bedside table and wiped away tears for Mu Qiu.

Mu Qiu lowered his head, annoyed and uncomfortable.

Du Tingting straightened her face and called Mu Qiu, "Mu Qiu."

Mu Qiu wiped his eyes before looking at Du Tingting.

"Autumn, you are right about this today, because my mother was not careful. I knew that I had to be careful when going downstairs, but I didn't pay attention."

Du Tingting has a habit of climbing stairs. She likes to walk in the middle, not the two sides. As a pregnant woman, she should be careful everywhere, she must hold on to the wall or railing when she goes upstairs and downstairs.

"It was my carelessness. I accidentally stepped on the air and fell by myself. You are right in the fall. Don't feel sorry for me."

Holding Mu Qiu's hand, he noticed that Mu Qiu's fingers were cold, and Du Tingting covered her with both hands. "Listen to your father, you almost got into a car accident when you ran the red light all the way to save me. Mom's life was saved in the autumn. Mom must thank you."

Hearing this, Mu Qiu shook his head hurriedly. As a child, when the mother is in trouble, it is right to make every effort to save the mother's life.

"Mom, you scared me to death today. I thought I would lose you." Mu Qiu recalled that his mother was covered in blood, and his legs were soft.

Du Tingting saw that Mu Qiu was really frightened. She smiled weakly and comforted Mu Qiu: "Don't you think mom is good? It's just that she has been bleeding too much and hurt her body, so she can recover after taking a good rest."

Under Du Tingting's comfort, Mu Qiu finally calmed down, and he stopped being stubborn.

"By the way, my elder sister and brother-in-law are here too. They don't want to meet my father. They are waiting downstairs." Mu Qiu called Song Ci about the miscarriage of Du Tingting. After Song Ci came to the hospital, she went to find out. Mu Qiu.

Hearing this, Du Tingting looked at Mu Mian subconsciously.

As soon as Mu Mian received Du Tingting's crying eyes, he couldn't help it. "Alright, I'll go out." Mu Mian said to leave, simply and neatly.

As soon as Mu Mian left, Du Tingting said to Mu Qiu: "Autumn, you call your sister and they come up."

"it is good."

Mu Qiu took out his cell phone and called Song Ci to notify them to come up.

After a while, Song Ci and Han Zhan arrived, carrying many nutrients in their hands.

Han Zhan put down the nutrition, walked to the bed, called to Du Tingting's mother to persuade her to relax, and then left the ward.

In the room, there were only three of them, mother and daughter. Song Ci sat down beside Mu Qiu. Seeing Du Tingting's cheeks were white, she couldn't help but sigh. "Mother, you have suffered this time."

Du Tingting almost cried again, but she still held back.

"I'm very lucky to be able to take this life back. Me and that child..." Du Tingting gently touched her lower abdomen, choked up and said, "It's because we don't have that blessing and our fate is weak."

Song Ci enlightened Du Tingting: "The kid must have forgotten something. He went back and took it. When he finds something, he will come back again."

Du Tingting smiled far-fetched. "I'm not a young girl anymore. I mean I can get pregnant when I get pregnant. Besides, I don't want to have another child. The arrival of this child was an accident."

The existence of this child is an unfair to Mu Qiu. Now that the fetus has been miscarried by accident, Du Tingting will definitely not regenerate.

Listening to Du Tingting's words, Mu Qiu said, "It's okay to ask for another one. You are old, and you have to have a child with me to be at ease."

Song Ci Yu Guang glanced at Mu Qiu, saw her sincere, did not say anything.

Du Tingting shook her head at Mu Qiu, and she said, "No, we have you enough."

"But I..." Mu Qiu tilted his head and looked away, and sighed in a low voice, "How many days can I stay with you?" This morning he suffered a heart attack, which is to give her a wake-up call and remind her to do nothing as soon as possible. Do not leave any regrets after doing the thing.

Du Tingting felt at a loss, couldn't answer, and felt bored.

The atmosphere is a bit heavy, and everyone is silent.

Later, Song Ci was the first to speak and break the silence. She said, "Mother, there is no change of laundry, or I will go back and get you clothes?"

Du Tingting suddenly bleeds. Mu Qiu and Aunt Zhang rush to send Du Tingting to rescue. Where can I get clothes? She is still wearing hospital clothes.

Du Tingting's body is delicate and delicate. She was allergic to the gown in the hospital, and her body was full of red bumps. Listening to Song Ci's words, Du Tingting felt itchy everywhere.

"I just feel itchy on my body." Du Tingting scratched his shoulder, and said to Song Ci: "Bring me a set of clean sheets by the way, and then bring the mite removal instrument at home. I sleep on the bed sheet in the hospital. Not used to it."

Du Tingting was a little princess when she was a girl in her family. After marrying Mu Mian, although she had a harder life in the first few years, she still had a carefree life. Later, Mu Mian developed and Du Tingting seldom even entered the kitchen.

A woman who has been spoiled for a lifetime, it is understandable to be hypocritical.

"it is good."

Song Ci got up and was about to leave. Du Tingting suddenly looked at Mu Qiu again and said to her: "Autumn, you go back with your sister. You need to rest. You can't stay here at night."

Mu Qiu shook his head subconsciously, "No!" She couldn't let Du Tingting feel relieved, and wanted to be with Du Tingting. "It's okay for me, I want to stay here with you, talk to you, and relieve boredom."

Du Tingting sullen, "Observe!"

Mu Mian opened the door and walked in. He happened to hear the conversation between the mother and daughter, and said to Mu Qiu: "Autumn, go back with your sister, take a good rest in the evening, and don't come back."

Mu Qiu didn't dare to disobey Mu Mian's meaning, although Mu Mian usually pampered her with arrogance, but when he gave the order, Mu Qiu did not dare to rebel.

"What about you, daddy? Will you stay here with mom?"

"Of course I will stay with your mother here."

Only then did Mu Qiu agree to go home.

Song Ci and Mu Qiu walked out of the ward, and when she saw Han Zhan standing on the other side of the corridor making a call, she stood there waiting for him.

Han Zhan turned around and saw Song Ci and Mu Qiu. He hurriedly said a few words with the person on the other end of the phone and hung up the call. Han Zhan strode over and asked Song Ci, "I came out so soon? Why don't you chat for a while?"

"I'm going to get my mother some change of clothes." Song Ci asked Han Zhan: "Brother Han wants to take me there?"

"I see you off."

Han Zhan drove back on the road, and sisters Song Ci and Mu Qiu sat behind. The makeup on Mu Qiu's face was very light, revealing the original white complexion.

Song Ci noticed that her complexion was wrong, and asked her: "Your complexion looks weak, is it uncomfortable?"

Mu Qiu hesitated and nodded. "Suddenly arrhythmia in the morning, it is particularly uncomfortable. Sister, I may not have much time to live."

Looking at Mu Qiu's young face, Song Ci felt complicated. For a moment, she thought about letting go of her hatred.

"I heard my mother said that Song Fei went to Congo." Mu Qiu mentioned Song Fei suddenly.

Hearing this, all the pity in Song Ci's heart disappeared. She hummed and said, "I have been there for more than a month."

Mu Qiu said: "There is chaos in the Congo. I read news reports that there are often civil riots and many people have died."

Song Ci narrowed his eyes and said nothing, just staring at Mu Qiu deeply. After a while, Song Ci retracted her gaze, she picked up the thermos cup and unscrewed the lid.

After taking a sip of hot water, Song Ci said, "That is Song Fei's own choice. Even if something happens, it will be her life."

Mu Qiu turned his head to look at Song Ci and asked her, "You really think so? Don't you worry about Song Fei?"

Song Ci: "Of course I am worried, but Song Fei said that being a virus expert is her ideal. She is so smart, she should benefit the country and mankind, and I can't stop her."

Mu Qiu admired Song Fei a little. She leaned her head against the glass window and sighed: "How envy her, she can do whatever she wants."

"What do you envy, her job is full of dangers, but it is not so easy to do. Every time she faces a patient, she is tightly wrapped up, hot and stuffy."

"That's true."

At Mu's house, Mu Qiu and Song Ci packed Du Tingting's clothes together.

"Where are the sheets? Which one to choose?" Song Ci asked Mu Qiu.

Mu Qiu said: "There is a set of pink daisies, and my mother especially likes that one, I will look for it." Mu Qiu squatted in front of the cabinet looking for sheets, while Song Ci was looking for a mite removal device.

After looking through the bedside table, but did not find the mite removal device, Song Ci asked Mu Qiu: "I didn't see the mite removal device, do you know where it is placed?"

Without raising her head, Mu Qiu said: "Maybe in the toolbox downstairs, Aunt Zhang usually does home cleaning and sanitation, and she also uses the mite removal device."

"Then I'll go down and get it."

Song Ci went downstairs and found the mite removal instrument in the corridor cabinet at the entrance of the nanny room. She went upstairs with the mite removal instrument, but did not pay attention when climbing the stairs. She slipped on the bottom of her feet and fell on the stairs to eat shit.

Song Ci sat up slowly, holding his aching calf, barking his teeth and shouting to Han Zhan, "Brother Han, Brother Han, I was injured."

Han Zhan was feeding the koi in the Mu's yard. Hearing the movement, he put down the fish dish and turned around and ran into the house.

He picked Song Ci and put it on the sofa, Han Zhan lifted Song Ci's jeans. The trousers were too tight, and the fabric squeezed into Song Ci's wound in the process, and she couldn't help hissing in a cold breath.

Han Zhan's movements were more gentle, but he reprimanded: "What do you do with such tight pants? I'm afraid that others won't know your legs are long and thin?"

"good looking."

Han Zhan shook his head and didn't keep talking to her.

A bluish-purple scar fell on Song Ci's calf bone, but it was not a big problem and did not hurt the bone. "When I look back, I will rub it with medicated wine. It won't get in the way."

"it is good."

"I'll go upstairs to pick up things, and you will wait for me here."

"it is good."

Han Zhan came to the door of the master bedroom on the second floor and walked in without knocking. Mu Qiu has packed his things. She thought it was Song Ci who came in, and said without looking back, "Sister, everything is packed."

"Well, let me mention it."

The man's voice suddenly rang behind him, and Mu Qiu was startled. She turned around, stared at Han Zhan in surprise, and asked, "Brother-in-law, it's you, where is my sister?"

Han Zhan said, "I accidentally knocked down when I went upstairs, hurt my calf, and rested downstairs. Where are the things?"

Mu Qiu pointed to the two LV big handbags placed on the ground. "Both packs."

Han Zhan bent down and lifted two large bags with one hand. He carried his bag and walked out. Mu Qiu followed behind him and asked, "Is my sister hurt badly?"

"Nothing serious."

When he was about to reach the stairwell, Han Zhan suddenly stopped.

Mu Qiu kept walking with her head hooked, but didn't notice Han Zhan stopped, her head hit Han Zhan's back. "I'm sorry, brother-in-law."

Mu Qiu rubbed his forehead, took a step back, and looked up at Han Zhan ahead, not knowing why he suddenly stopped.

Han Zhan walked to the entrance of the corridor. He stared at the solid wood stairs and suddenly said, "The stairs in your house are very smooth. In one day, two people fell in a row."

Mu Qiu looked at the corridor suspiciously, and she said, "Is there? I have fallen several times before, but after paying attention, I haven't fallen."

Han Zhan glanced at her, and he said, "People are always careless."

"Ok."

When he got downstairs, Han Zhan squatted in front of Song Ci, facing Song Ci with his generous back. "Come up."

Seeing Han Zhan carrying two bags, Song Ci couldn't bear to press him. "I can go by myself."

"Carrying you is the same as carrying a milk doll." Han Zhan put down his bag, directly supported Song Ci's leg, and carried her on his back. "Grasp it yourself."

Han Zhan carried the bag with one hand, while supporting Song Ci's thigh with the other hand, he walked out of the gate.

Song Ci wrapped his hands around Han Zhan's neck, his feet hooked Han Zhan's waist, and asked him, "Am I getting fat?"

Han Zhan: "I didn't think so."

"I'm sorry." Han Zhan suddenly apologized.

From then on I felt baffled, "What did you apologize to me for?"

Han Zhan explained: "I should have a perfect date with you today. I haven't walked along the river with you behind my back, watched the sunset together, had a couple's meal together, watched a movie, and kissed goodnight."

"It's okay." Song Ci rubbed her cheek on Han Zhan's short hair. She said, "Aren't you just carrying me now? It's considered the completion of the project of carrying a walk during a date."

"I always feel wronged." The first date left Han Zhan with regret. He was thinking about finding another opportunity to make up for Song Ci a perfect date.

When he was approaching the car, Song Ci suddenly shouted in a low voice, "Brother Han."

Han Zhan: "Yeah."

Song Ci: "There are ghosts on the stairs."

Han Zhan paused slightly, as if he didn't feel surprised, he hummed and continued to walk to the car.

Putting down Song Ci, Han Zhan stuffed things into the trunk and watched Song Ci sit in the co-pilot and fasten his seat belts before Han Zhan got into the driver's seat.

When the car drove out of Mu's small courtyard, you could see the majestic gate of Amethyst Capital. Then Han Zhan asked Song Ci: "What did you find?"

Song Ci said, "Aunt Zhang said that her mother accidentally fell on her foot when she was going downstairs, and she kept falling down on the corner platform before stopping."

"So, my mother fell on the steps of the corner platform on the second floor and the first floor. I went upstairs just now and deliberately walked in the middle, but I fell."

"Walk in the middle?" Han Zhan caught the strangeness, he asked: "Why is it in the middle?"

Song Ci looked at the front of the car, as if shaking. She said: "Because my mother climbs the stairs and is used to walking in the middle." Only the closest person can remember these details.

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The daily update is divided into two chapters, the number of words is reasonable, and it does not seem so tiring.