Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Su Huanyan noticed the disgust in Cecilio's eyes, she sneered in her heart, and the words that came out of her mouth were soft and sweet, "Yanmo, I suddenly miss you a bit, are you still working overtime? ?"

Cecilio would be very sweet when I heard Su Huanyan say "I miss you" before. But tonight, when Su Huanyan said the same two words to another person, Cecilio was full of hostility.

Want to tear up that Cheng Yanmo!

When Cheng Yanmo heard Su Huanyan's words, he fell silent strangely. He tightened his bathrobe and said in a deep voice, "I miss you too. I just got home not long ago. When I took a shower just now, I thought of you saying that you haven't taken a shower with me for a long time..."

Cheng Yanmo is safe.

He is at home and just took a shower.

So Cecilio was lying just now!

Dead liar!

Su Huanyan blushed silently, and whispered to Cheng Yanmo: "Such a thing, we can just say it at home."

Cheng Yanmo continued to flirt with Su Huanyan: "What are you afraid of? No one is monitoring."

"Then wait for me to come back, let's take a bath together..." Su Huanyan didn't finish her words, and the phone was suddenly taken away by Cecilio.

Cecilio raised his hand and threw it mercilessly, and the phone became a parabola and was thrown into the artificial lake.

Cecilio warned Su Huanyan: "I was flirting with other men in front of me."

He was afraid that he would be uncontrollable and would do something hurtful and hurt himself.

Su Huanyan deliberately irritated him, "What is flirting?" Su Huanyan got closer to Cecilio. She stood on tiptoe, raised her head and said to Cecilio, "Cecilia, I will not only flirt with inkstone, but we will also Do something intimate."

"By the way, inkstone is not worse than you..."

Cecilio suddenly buckled Su Huanyan's wrist and hugged her into his arms.

Staring at Su Huanyan's face close at hand, Cecilio's evil fire ran in his body. He suppressed the mania, and said in a dark tone: "I made a call, knowing that your Cheng Yanmo is still safe, are you very happy? "

Su Huanyan said sternly: "Of course, I still prefer to be a little wife who is hurt by my husband than to be a widow."

My husband hurts...

Cecilio's heart exploded with pain.

"Do you call him husband?" He is obviously Su Huanyan's husband!

Su Huanyan looked at Cecilio like an idiot. She was a little speechless, "Me and Cheng Yanmo are real couples whose marriage certificates have been stamped. He is not my husband, who is?"

Cecilio was about to explode.

He suddenly hugged Su Huanyan and walked towards his car with his arms around her.

Cecilio is strong and physically strong, holding a Su Huanyan, just as easy as an ordinary adult holding a child.

Holding Su Huanyan's buttocks with one hand, and the other hand pulling the car door, Cecilio quickly and skillfully shut Su Huanyan into his car.

Obviously, they used to do such movements frequently.

Locking the door, Cecilio began to pull his tie. Upon seeing this, Su Huan's expression changed slightly, "Cecilia, you are crazy!"

what is this?

Cecilio didn't say a word, and moved quickly to wrap Su Huanyan's wrist.

Su Huanyan knew that Cecilio was here for real, because she had already felt Cecilio's body reaction. Knowing how terrifying Cecilio was when he was real, Su Huanyan's heartbeat was disturbed, and his expression became flustered.

When Cecilio took off her coat, Su Huanyan raised her calf and kicked Cecilio's abdomen with her kneecap.

Cecilio's eyes were full of storms. "You hit me again!" Cecilio's tone sounded harshly, but he could hear his grievances carefully.

This is the second time tonight!

How could Su Huanyan do this!

Su Huanyan also heard Cecilio’s grievances. She moved her legs unnaturally and told Cecilio: "I'm married, Leo, you are no longer in a relationship where you can just love you. . Do you know what the relationship between us is now called?"

Cecilio's eyes were deep, but he didn't speak.

Su Huanyan woke Cecilio up with a hammer, "Derailed in marriage!"

Cecilio pretended to be deaf.

He squeezed Su Huanyan's chin and said fiercely: "I hate your mouth. There is nothing I like to hear."

Kissing Su Huanyan's lips, Cecilio bowed his head to warn her: "Now, either kiss me or shut up."

Su Huanyan stared at his face greedily for a few seconds, then suddenly came down.

Thinking that Su Huanyan had finally softened his heart, Cecilio was overjoyed.

He lay down on the spacious chair under Su Huanyan. The moment Cecilio leaned over and kissed Su Huanyan's earlobe, Su Huanyan suddenly opened his mouth and bit Cecilio's neck.

After that bite, Cecilio's neck tightened with pain. He yelled abruptly, "Damn it!" He cursed **** it, but Cecilio didn't push Su Huanyan away or resisted.

Su Huanyan continued to increase her strength.

Feeling Cecilio's blood digging into her mouth along the tip of her tongue, Su Huanyan felt bitter and hated in her heart.

Just when she hesitated whether to bite off Cecilio's meat or **** his blood dry, Su Huanyan suddenly heard Cecilio say: "I am eating at my sister's house today."

Su Huanyan was stunned, not understanding why Cecilio suddenly changed the subject.

Released her mouth, Su Huanyan licked the blood on her lips with the tip of her tongue, and asked curiously: "Which sister?" He blamed his two sisters, and Su Huanyan couldn't guess which one it was.

Cecilio explained patiently: "The big one."

"Oh, Song Fei."

"Ok."

The two people's heads were close to each other, and they chatted in an ambiguous posture.

Cecilio said: "Song Fei made sweet and sour pork ribs tonight." Cecilio's pronunciation is not standard. He said that sweet and sour pork ribs became ‘candied pork ribs. ’

Su Huanyan didn’t understand what Cecilio was talking about at first, but immediately, Cecilio said again: “My sister’s spare ribs are sweet and sour, and they are red. Why do you make them black? There is a kind of caramel. And the taste of black pepper?"

Su Huanyan: "..."

Cecilio is busy every day, and after eating Su Huanyan in the evening, he is always hungry. In order to be a caring and virtuous girlfriend, Su Huanyan offered to make Cecilio a supper.

Cecilio readily agreed.

Su Huanyan's cooking skills are very bad, sometimes when the dishes are burnt or burnt, they deceive Cecilio that the dish is originally so flavorful.

So Cecilio always thought that sweet and sour pork ribs were caramel and spicy. At that time, he was still wondering why the Chinese would like to eat this weird food. Until today, after eating authentic sweet and sour pork ribs at Song Fei's house, Cecilio knew that what Su Huanyan had made for him a few years ago was a failure.

The secret that had been hidden for several years was suddenly revealed, and Su Huanyan's old face couldn't bear it.

She tried to push Cecilio away.

But Cecilio was like an iron man, with a heavy body. When all his weight was on Su Huanyan, Su Huanyan was always out of breath. And what Cecilio loves most is Su Huanyan panting for him.

Su Huanyan didn't dare to recall again.

At this moment, Cecilio's cell phone rang suddenly, and the exclusive ringtone belonging to Su Qingjia rang——

[Daddy, answer the phone! 】

[Daddy, answer the phone soon! 】

Hearing her daughter's voice, the two looked at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became subtle.

Their daughter...

Cecilio pressed Su Huanyan and answered the phone. "Baby." When he called Babe, his fingers got into the edge of Su Huanyan's abdomen coat and stuck in.

Su Huanyan did not dare to let Su Qingjia know that she was with Cecilio, and quickly covered her mouth.

Upon seeing this, Cecilio's actions were even more presumptuous.

"Daddy, I have an obedient nap, I am obedient today." It was half past two in the afternoon in Rome, and Su Qingjia had to sleep until this time every day.

Cecilio smiled softly and touchingly, but his hands were even more unlimited.

"what!"

Su Huanyan opened her mouth suddenly and exclaimed.

Just like Xiao Leida, Su Qingjia heard Su Huanyan's voice instantly, "Daddy, who is calling?"

"Huh? Baby, did you hear me wrong?"

"No." Su Qingjia imitated the cry just now, she said: "Ah, someone called that. Daddy, who is it?"

Cecilio looked awkwardly at Su Huanyan.

Su Huanyan's face was red, as if she was drunk. Cecilio loved her look so much.

He lowered his head, while kissing Su Huanyan, he said to Su Qingjia: "Baby, it's Daddy's little pet, it's a cat, not a human."

"Ah, cat? Is the cat good?"

Su Huanyan bit Cecilio's cheek suddenly.

Cecilio moved for a while, smiled, and told Su Qingjia: "Not so good, like biting people."

Su Qingjia told Cecilio: "Mom said, treat animals with gentleness. If you are gentle, the kitten will like you."

"Is it?"

Cecilio talked to Su Qingjia for a few minutes, and finally hung up the phone while Su Qingjia blew a kiss.

After hanging up the phone, Cecilio looked at Su Huanyan with such incomprehensible eyes. He suddenly said: "I'll be gentle with you, and you will like me again, won't you?"

Su Huanyan sneered, "Have you seen how many good horses will eat the grass?"

Cecilio actually said: "I am different, I am a tender grass exuding fragrance."

Su Huanyan was disgusted by Cecilio's narcissism.

Cecilio said seriously, "I will be gentle, please rest assured." He gently took off Su Huanyan's coat, and was about to continue to bully Su Huanyan gently, when the beams of the two car lights shot straight towards their car. come.

The car also sounded its horn.

Cecilio propped up his upper body, turned his head, and saw a man standing outside the car window. It was snowing outside, and Cheng Yanmo was holding a black cloth umbrella.

In the cold night, Cheng Yanmo was more annoying than heavy snow.

Cecilio and Cheng Yanmo looked at each other across a glass. Cecilio had no plans to hand over Su Huanyan, and Cheng Yanmo had no plans to admit defeat and leave.

After a silent confrontation, Cheng Yanmo suddenly threw away his umbrella, without saying a word, raised the steel tube hanging beside him with both hands, and smashed it against the closed car window glass.

boom--

The anti-theft glass is very resistant to smashing.

But Cheng Yanmo is persevering. If you can't smash it once, you can smash it a second time.

It was less than ten o'clock at this moment, and Cheng Yanmo continued to smash like this, and he would always be discovered.

Cecilio looked at the man outside with a sullen gaze. He smiled grimly and said to Su Huanyan in an unpredictable tone: "You man, there is still a bit of blood."

To be honest, Su Huanyan was also taken aback by Cheng Yanmo's appearance.

Cheng Yanmo smashed it six or seven times, and when the glass was about to shatter, Cecilio finally opened the door.

The door opened and Cecilio got out of the car with long legs. The moment he got out of the car, Cecilio's pistol, avoiding all the monitoring heads, hit Cheng Yanmo's abdomen. "Sir, please stop your rude behavior."

Cheng Yanmo put down the steel pipe without frowning.

He told Cecilio: "At the moment I came, I had called my good brother who worked in the public security department. If I die, they will do their best to hunt you down in the country. At that time, you will be stunned. , Unable to reach back to Rome, by then, your lair will face a situation of being divided..."

"Cecilio, you can think about it, whether this shot will be fired or not."

Cheng Yanmo was calm throughout the whole process, without any fear that his life was threatened. Upon seeing this, Cecilio's eyes flickered. Seeing Cheng Yanmo's gaze, there was obviously more appreciation.

This guy is a lot stronger than ordinary businessmen.

Su Huanyan packed her clothes and walked out. She held Cecilio's hand directly. This was the first time Su Huanyan took the initiative tonight, and Cecilio missed a shot when she was holding her hand. At this moment, Su Huanyan took his gun suddenly!

Then, she pointed the gun at her temple without hesitation!

Upon seeing this, Cecilio's eyes narrowed slightly. "Huanyan, don't annoy me." Su Huanyan threatened him with death, which really annoyed Cecilio.

Su Huanyan's expression was calm, and he regarded death as home.

"Let us go."

She bet Cecilio would show mercy to her men.

Cecilio stared directly at Su Huanyan with coercive eyes. Su Huanyan felt a little guilty in her heart, but her expression was always indifferent.

Su Huanyan's eyes were fierce and unrelenting.

Cecilio finally dared to be sure that Su Huanyan was really battling her life. Cecilio sighed suddenly, and he said, "You are not cute at all, you are still cute when you first met."

"Then you find a cuter one." While speaking, Su Huanyan still held the gun tightly in her hand, and did not release it.

Cecilio: "That won't work, I still like the way you look better than a cute little girl." It's hot and sweet, and it's pleasing to the eye.

Su Huanyan's index finger suddenly pressed the trigger, and the click movement caused Cecilio to tremble slightly.

"Let us go."

For a moment, Cecilio couldn't help thinking, that's all right, let Su Huanyan die under his gun, just like the nanny who always taught others to be kind.

When Su Huanyan died, Cecilio no longer had any weakness.

but...

"Give me the gun, you can go."

Every man will meet a woman who makes him helpless. In front of her, he would always admit defeat, mistakes, and fate unconditionally.

Su Huanyan was the woman who made Cecilio helpless.

Su Huanyan didn't listen to him and gave him the gun.

Su Huanyan held the gun against her temple, and took Cheng Yanmo until she walked to Cheng Yanmo's car. The two got into the car, and when Cheng Yanmo started the car, Su Huanyan rolled down the car window and dropped the gun to the ground.

The car drove away.

Cecilio stared at the gun on the ground inexplicably, a little surprised. Why did Su Huanyan become like this? Obviously in the past, she was so soft and cute that her shoulders would tremble when she laughed.

What else happened to her that she didn't know?

Cecilio walked over and stooped to pick up the gun, put the handle of the gun in front of his nose and sniffed vigorously, as if suddenly, he could smell Su Huanyan's perfume.

He missed the fragrance.

-

The car drove out for a long time, thinking that Cecilio shouldn't go crazy and drove to catch up. Cheng Yanmo slowed down.

He controlled the steering wheel while paying attention to Su Huanyan's face.

Su Huanyan has a very calm appearance.

Cheng Yanmo admired Su Huanyan's psychological quality. "It's very irrational and dangerous to do that tonight. Don't do that again in the future." Cheng Yanmo was shocked by Su Huanyan at that time.

Su Huanyan, who was sitting upright, suddenly looked like a balloon with its skin punctured. After letting out the gas, she collapsed on the car seat and said weakly, "My palms are in cold sweat right now."

More than the palm of her hand, there was cold sweat on her back and legs.

That's a gun, chilly, heavier than expected.

"Now that you are afraid?" Cheng Yanmo teased her intentionally, trying to dispel the fear in her heart.

Su Huanyan stuck out her tongue, smiled softly, and said with a certain tone: "He is reluctant to watch me die." She ate her to death and Cecilio was reluctant to bear herself, so she dared to gamble her life.

Hearing Su Huanyan's words, Cheng Yanmo lowered his eyes and said with a smile: "Scumbag."

Su Huanyan chuckled lightly, but did not refute these two words.

When he got home, Cheng Yanmo got out of the car first. He opened the umbrella and walked around from the rear of the car to the co-pilot to shield Su Huanyan from the wind and snow. Su Huanyan bent down and got out of the car, and walked home side by side with Cheng Yanmo.

At home, the program has just fallen asleep and is still asleep, holding a SpongeBob doll in his hand. Su Huanyan stroked the meaty cheeks of the program, with a heart full of satisfaction.

However, Su Huanyan felt sad when he thought of Su Qingjia in Italy. Su Qingjia was discovered by Cecilio, and it was difficult for Su Huanyan to take her daughter back from him.

When can I see Qing Jia?

Thinking of Qing Jia, Su Huanyan thought of the things Cecilio did to her while talking on the phone in the car.

Su Huanyan quickly stopped thinking.

She took away the SpongeBob in the program's arms, covered him with the quilt, and then went back to the house to take a bath. I thought that I would sleep well this time, but after falling asleep, I had many messy dreams.

For a while, I dreamed of Cecilio pressing herself in the car like this, and then I dreamed that Su Qingjia was innocently asking her why she was screaming, and then I dreamed that Cheng Yanmo was lying in front of Cecilio covered in blood. ..

After dawn, Su Huanyan woke up in a cold sweat.

She packed up and went downstairs, sitting at the dining table, unable to appetite at the full and nutritious breakfast.

Cheng Yanmo put a glass of milk in front of her, stared at her sad face, and said, "You don't seem to have a good rest. Did you have a nightmare last night?"

Su Huanyan was surprised by Cheng Yanmo's carefulness. She nodded and confessed honestly: "I dreamed that you were killed by Cecilio."

Cheng Yanmo not only didn't feel angry, but also laughed, "So in your eyes, Cecilio is better than me?"

"Listen to the truth or lies?"

Hearing this, Cheng Yanmo said, "Don't say it anymore."

The truth is ugly, the lie is hypocritical, it is better not to say anything.

Su Huanyan told Cheng Yanmo: "This person Cecilio..." What about him?

Perhaps in the eyes of others, Cecilio is cruel and evil, a great white shark in the Mediterranean, cruel and merciless.

But in Su Huanyan's eyes, Cecilio had a different side.

Only she has seen Cecilio wake up from a nightmare after falling asleep, and only she knows that Cecilio killed the nanny back then, not to cut off the kinship, but he found out that the nanny was a spy, and he couldn’t bear to see his father discover the truth. Will torture the nurse before making that choice.

Seeing that Su Huanyan suddenly shut up in the middle of what he said, Cheng Yanmo smiled lightly, not piercing Su Huanyan's thoughts thoughtfully.

-

Song Fei didn't feel nervous as the wedding was getting closer, but Yan Jiang was a little bit worried about gains and losses. Worried about the bad weather on the wedding day, and also worried about unexpected accidents at the wedding, and worried that the dress would be dropped, making me nervous all day long.

After Song Ci learned about Yan Jiang's situation, he couldn't help but laugh at him: "Are you counseling?"

Yan Jiang said: "Counsel." Song Fei used to call him Xiao counselor, counseling was Yan Jiang's true color.

"By the way, I heard that you secretly prepared a dance and plan to show Song Fei at the wedding ball?" Song Ci rubbed his hands and asked Yan Jiang, "What are you going to dance? Tell me about it."

"Did not say."

"So mysterious?"

"Well, confidential."

The more Yan Jiang kept secret, the more curious Song Ci.

The morning before the wedding, Han Zhan came back from Russia. When returning home this time, Han Zhan brought back two rare yellow prehnite to Song Ci. Song Ci liked the pair of stones very much and planned to design them as earrings.

In the afternoon, Song Fei brought her belongings to Han Zhan's house. She would stay at Han Zhan's house this night before marriage. Tomorrow morning, the groom will come to Han's house to marry Song Fei.

This is the first wedding event for the manor after the housewarming. Butler Cai valued the wedding banquet and trimmed the two pots of vines in front of the manor gate into a romantic heart one week in advance.

After dinner, Song Fei stood under the vine, looked up at the two vine stars, and secretly complained to Song Ci: "Your housekeeper has a delicate and romantic heart."

With such a girlish heart, Song Fei is a little looking forward to tomorrow's wedding.

Song Ci secretly told Song Fei: "More than that, I found out, our housekeeper Cai likes to peek at the domineering president's text."

One day the courier delivered something, and Song Ci accidentally opened the courier, and when he took out a romantic essay called "Ten Thousand Confession" from the courier box, people were blind.

She repacked the parcel and placed it in the room where the helpers were dedicated to picking up the parcel. In the afternoon, she saw Butler Cai take the box.

It just so happened that Steward Cai came over with a group of helpers. They were holding red lanterns and couplets in their hands, and they planned to hang them.

Seeing Song Ci and Song Fei, Steward Cai found that Song Fei's eyes looked a little strange. He stopped and asked humbly, "Ms. Song Fei, do you have something to say to me?"

Song Fei praised him coldly: "Suddenly I found that Steward Cai is handsome."

Hearing this, Steward Cai's eyes were clearly brighter. His ears were slightly red, and he turned and left.

Song Ci bumped Song Fei's arm and said, "How about it? Isn't it a girlish heart?"

"Ok."

Steward Cai didn't know that his little hobby had been cleaned up. He played the role of a wise, low-key and smart elite housekeeper every day.

Song Fei is about to get married, and she feels distressed at night.

During the meal, Song Fei only ate a few bites of the dish, and then put down his chopsticks. Han Zhan and Song Ci looked at her in wonder, "Just full? No appetite?"

Song Fei shook his head to Han Zhan, then turned around and explained to Song Ci: "I don't dare to eat too much, because I am afraid that I will have a small belly in the wedding dress tomorrow."

Song Ci was surprised, "You are actually afraid of not looking good in clothes."

Han Zhan couldn't understand the thoughts of their girls. He put some rice in Song Fei's bowl and said to her, "Eat some, don't be hungry tomorrow."

Song Fei thought for a while, and ate half a bowl of rice.

The wedding dress has been delivered and placed in Song Fei's room. After eating, the sisters spent half an hour in the manor to digest.

After digesting, Song Ci took Song Fei to take a bath in the constant temperature bathtub.

The sisters took a bath first, and then went to the bath. After taking off the warm pajamas, the sisters are bare, their skins are white.

The two faced each other, Song Fei looked at Song Ci's figure, and Song Ci looked at Song Fei's figure with subtle expressions.

Song Fei: "It's so big."

Song Ci: "So small."

Song Fei snorted coldly, turned around and went into the bathtub.

Song Ci also entered the bathtub, and the hot water wrapped their bodies, not to mention how comfortable they were. After the bath, Song Ci gave Song Fei a full body oil massage.

Song Fei was lying on the bed in a thin bathrobe, her long hair tied into a ball.

"Are you nervous?" Song Ci was also excited the night before the wedding.

Song Fei gave a hum.

Song Ci peeled off Song Fei's pajamas and prepared to drip the essential oil on her beautiful back. Only then did he notice the welt marks on Song Fei's buttocks.

Song Ci was stunned.

Song Fei's ruthless character, someone really wants to bully her, she will definitely bully her back. The only person who can leave this kind of welt on Song Fei's buttocks is Yan Jiang.

Song Ci was a little surprised, Yan Jiang turned out to be an assassin?

"Song Fei." Song Ci pressed Song Fei's whip.

Song Fei's expression narrowed slightly, she forgot that the traces on her body had not disappeared.

Song Ci asked: "Yan Jiang did it?"

Song Fei decided to confess his secret to Song Ci, "It's me, I'm masochistic. I asked Yan Jiang to do this."

"Why are you..." How could Song Fei be a joke?

Song Fei Mingming is a strong personality.

"Is there a feeling of collapse?"

Song Ci admitted, "Yes, you say you are S, I can accept it." But she turned out to be a trembling M, unexpectedly!

"When did you find it?"

Song Fei said, "I can't remember. When I was about thirteen years old, I had a fight with someone and suffered some injuries. After returning home, I found that I liked the painful feeling of the wound."

Shaking M is not a pervert, Song Ci will not look at Song Fei with strange eyes. Furthermore, Song Fei has been said to be a freak since she was a child, and Song Ci can accept all the shortcomings of Song Fei.

"How does A Jiang think about this?" Song Ci was more concerned about Yan Jiang's opinion.

Song Fei buried her cheek in the middle of her arm, and muttered, "He is fine. He is learning to be a good S."

"It really is true love."

After Song Ci gave Song Fei a full body massage, she felt weak and weak all over her body. When Song Fei returned to the room to rest, Song Ci went to the office to find Han Zhan holding the essential oil.

Han Zhan will go to Wangdong Business School to give a speech in a few days. He is writing a speech.

Seeing Song Ci walking in wearing only a thin bathrobe, with a small storage basket full of bottles and jars in his hand, Han Zhan was surprised.

"Porcelain treasure, what's wrong?"

When working at Han Zhan, Song Ci rarely disturbed her.

Song Ci said: "You give me a massage, the kind of body oil massage."

Hearing that, Han Zhan turned off the document and computer. He sat back in the roller skating chair and looked at Song Ci from a distance.

Song Ci's blushing face was obviously embarrassing.

Han Zhan pointed to the three-person leather sofa in the office, "Lie down."

Song Ci lay down obediently, and took the initiative to pull the bathrobe over his shoulder to get off work. Her shoulders are straight and round, and lying there like this is particularly attractive.

Han Zhan took off his gloves, washed his hands, walked over and poured essential oil on Song Ci's shoulder. First push the essential oil away and give her a massage.

Han Zhan's strength was great. Song Ci couldn't help yelling as he kneaded Song Ci's bones with his fingers. It's not an eager cry, but a painful wolf howl.

"Don't call it, the real massage is like this." Han Zhan told Song Ci: "I can still fix bones. Would you like to try it?"

Song Ci, who originally only wanted to seduce Han Zhan into committing crimes, was not only given a full body massage by Han Zhan, but also had his bones fixed.

Han Zhan really knows how to set bones. He held Song Ci's chin with one hand, and the other hand pressed Song Ci's back neck. With a slight twist, Song Ci heard the click of a bone.

Song Ci was shocked by the sound of his bones.

After the bone setting was over, Song Ci was sore and limp, as if being hammered several times with a mace. Song Ci lay on the leather sofa like a piece of death, a little unlovable.

Han Zhan screwed up all the essential oil caps and put them in the storage basket.

Looking down at Song Ci's groaning appearance, Han Zhan smiled and asked her: "You didn't want me to massage you? My massage technique is very comfortable. What is your reaction now?"

"Han Zhan, I am looking for you for a late-night massage, not for a blind massage."

"Oh?" Han Zhan leaned over and hugged Song Ci's waist, he bit Song Ci's neck, "It's okay, the night is still long, we can continue to massage."

-

The next day, before dawn, at about five o'clock, the make-up artist and stylist came to the manor to make a door screen for Song Fei.

Song Ci massaged with Han Zhan late into the night and couldn't get up in the morning.

But she gritted her teeth and got up.

Song Fei was afraid of the cold, so she didn't choose a mainstream wedding dress when she went out. Instead, she chose a warm white knitted sweater dress.

It was the first time the stylist met someone who was going out to wear a sweater dress, and wanted to persuade Song Fei to agree to wear a wedding dress, but Song Fei has her own personality, and she thinks this is good.

Song Fei is afraid of the cold, so she wears velvet trousers in winter. Let her wear that kind of light gauze wedding dress in the morning. She must not freeze to death?

The designer felt helpless, but did not insist.

Song Fei's knitted skirt is long to the calf and has a fishtail hem, which is also pretty. The stylist made Song Fei's hair curled and tied it into a low ponytail.

Taking into account that her overall look is very low-key, she painted her red bean paste lipstick, which looked gentle and moving.

Song Ci puts on a light white silk gauze for [Guchengdushu.com] Song Fei. She looked at the beautiful Song Fei and couldn't help but hug Song Fei's shoulder. "Song Fei, you are so beautiful today."

Song Fei squeezed Song Ci's hand. She looked at the sisters in the mirror and said sincerely, "Song Ci, thank you for being here."

Mom and Dad are gone, thank you for staying true to me.