Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Song Ci took out a jar of body milk from the suitcase. This body milk can prevent stretch marks. When Song Ci was pregnant with twins, her belly was too big for her two children, and there were many stretch marks on her belly.

Later, I succeeded in losing weight and trained into a vest line, and my skin became much firmer, so the stretch marks were not very obvious. So this time she was pregnant with her second child, Song Ci paid special attention to preventing stretch marks.

She handed the jar of body milk to Han Zhan, "Come on." As long as Han Zhan is at home, applying body milk is Han Zhan's welfare. He took the stretch marks and took some lotion from the jar very familiarly and put it in the palm of his hand to emulsify.

"Lie down."

Song Ci lay down on the bed obediently, and took the initiative to lift the corners of her skirt to reveal her belly. I have been pregnant for six months, and my belly is quite big, like a medium-sized watermelon.

Han Zhan put his hands on Song Ci's abdomen, and massaged Song Ci's belly back and forth with those palms that were not too delicate.

He stared at the scar marks left by the Caesarean section on Song Ci’s abdomen, and suddenly said: “I heard that the first child had a Caesarean section, and the second child had better also be a Caesarean section. More to give birth by cesarean section."

Staring at the scar on Song Ci's stomach, the old man, Han Zhan, felt uncomfortable. He said, "When I think you have to get a knife, I regret it."

Song Ci knew that Han Zhan was feeling sorry for her, and she was a little bit grieved and afraid, but her mood suddenly became sweet.

A woman is most afraid of pregnancy because her husband does not understand it.

She smiled and said, "What are you afraid of? I'm still young, in good health, and recover quickly. I won't give birth in the future." As soon as the words were finished, Song Ci was kicked in the stomach by the child. Han Zhan placed his hand on the left side of his abdomen.

As soon as Han Zhan put his hand up, he was kicked. He smiled and said, "It feels like a naughty again." The fetus in his stomach may have just woke up, and was bored at the moment. After kicking and punching Song Ci for a while, he stopped.

Han Zhan pulled Song Ci's skirt down and covered his belly, and said, "I'll add milk powder for you." The fetus in Song Ci's belly was too small. The doctor advised her to strengthen her nutrition, so she must drink maternal nutrition milk powder before going to bed.

As soon as Han Zhan left, Song Ci's cell phone rang again, this time it was Song Fei.

Song Ci's birthday is also Song Fei's birthday.

Song Ci hurriedly sat up and arranged the corners of the skirt before answering the phone. As soon as the video was connected, Song Ci saw Song Fei's face magnified in front of the camera. "Stay away, your face is as big as a dish."

When Song Fei heard this, he pulled the phone farther away, revealing half of his body.

Song Ci discovered that Song Fei was wearing a colorful warm orange suspender dress tonight, a platinum necklace around her neck, slightly curly hair, and warm orange eye makeup.

She was wearing a birthday star hat, sitting in a KTV, beautifully bubbling.

Song Ci thought that Song Fei looked pretty this way, and quickly took a few screenshots. While taking a screenshot, she asked Song Fei: "Where is KTV? Today is pretty **** and beautiful."

It's the first time Song Fei wears this way. She has a small chest, and she always feels a little can't afford this skirt, but in fact this skirt needs a small chest to be high-quality. It's gaudy to wear Song porcelain.

Song Fei told Song Ci: "A Jiang gave it."

"I guessed it." Song Fei would not buy this skirt at first glance. "You even went to KTV for a cool day, Song Fei, you really surprised me." Song Fei's temperament is so quiet, and he is not a person who likes to go clubbing and singing K. Song Ci never expected Song Fei to go to KTV for her birthday.

Song Fei told her: "A Jiang said, I want to sing a song to me tonight, so I came." Yan Jiang invited all his best friends. Song Fei didn't like to make trouble. But she likes to accompany Yan Jiang.

Moreover, she never joined the group, and Yan Jiang's friends would laugh at him.

Song Ci exaggeratedly exclaimed on the phone: "Sing, sing love songs? Song Fei, you have failed to learn, but you have also learned to give me dog food."

Song Fei knew that Song Ci likes to be poor, she couldn't say Song Ci, so she left a sentence: "Let me see your brother Jiang." After speaking, she turned the camera at Yan Jiang.

The lights of the KTV were flickering, and Song Ci fixed his eyes to see what Yan Jiang looked like.

Yan Jiang sat on the high stool next to the song station, holding a microphone in his hand. He is wearing a pure black shirt tonight, with two slender streamers hanging down from the neckline, breaking the formality of the shirt and adding a sense of fashion.

He still wears the platinum necklace around his neck and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his face. Sitting there is a landscape.

Seeing Song Fei pointed the phone at himself, Yan Jiang asked, "Are you taking pictures of me?"

Song Fei said: "I'm following Song Ci video."

Yan Jiang stared at the phone camera and congratulated earnestly: "Happy birthday, Song Song."

Song Ci said, "Thank you, thank you!"

Yan Jiang turned off TKV's accompaniment directly. He took the microphone and cleared his throat and said, "A Fei, happy birthday, the next song is for you."

Yan Jiang’s good brother Zhong Xiangshou tilted his head and said to Song Fei: "Brother and sister! Jiang Ge wrote his own song!"

Song Fei was somewhat surprised to learn that Yan Jiang was going to sing his own song.

Song Ci was stunned when he heard this.

Could it be that song written by Yan Jiang himself...

Yan Jiang began to sing.

Yan Jiang is not a professional singer, and his singing skills are average, but his voice is clear, his feelings are sincere, and he grabs people's hearts when he opens his voice.

He sang: "Thank you, willing to come to me, stay with me, and count the stars in the dark night..." It was a song that Song Fei had never heard before, and it seemed that it was indeed a song written by Yan Jiang himself.

After Song Ci heard this song, his eyes suddenly widened.

It really is this song!

In his previous life, Yan Jiang once sang this song at his 30th birthday meeting. He said that this song was written for the girl he loved, and the song was called "Fei".

That song was arranged by Song Ci, and she still knows the score by heart.

Song Ci quickly put down the phone and took out the violin from the piano case.

KTV is very quiet, everyone is quietly listening to Yan Jiang singing. Just as Yan Jiang sang "Missing is an addictive drug", a melodious violin sound suddenly came out of Song Fei's cell phone.

Yan Jiang was a little surprised when he heard the violin moved away. It was the first time that he heard Song Cila's song. This piece should have been improvised by Song Ci, but it fits his song very well. It's like... tailored!

Could it be...

Does Song Song know this song?

Could it be that he had sang this song to Song Ci in the previous life? Yan Jiang looked up at the warm orange shadow under the light, a touch of bitterness flashed in his eyes, and then he was replaced by happiness.

In this life, she is by his side, watching him make trouble and laughing with him.

enough.

Under the brilliant light, Yan Jiang had a charming smile on his face, and then sang with an expression:——

"I would rather bleed, I would sink into the dark night, I want to have every night I dream of you..."

In another parallel world, Yan Jiang, who hadn't waited for Song Fei to wake up, recalled Song Fei with longing. Boys who are afraid of the dark occasionally use sleeping pills to hypnotize themselves, eager to have a dream after falling asleep.

Even if nine out of ten dreams would dream of a scary grandma with blue-faced fangs, only one dream would have that little girl.

It's just that, he also feels happy.

After singing, Yan Jiang put his hands together and said to Song Ci: "Thank you, Song Song."

Song Ci said: "I wish Song Fei and Jiang Ge a lifetime." Then she hung up the video.

Yan Jiang walked up to Song Fei. He squatted in front of Song Fei and put his hands on Song Fei's knees. Yan Jiang is much taller than Song Fei, even if he squats like this, he can look at Song Fei without looking up.

Yan Jiang stared at Song Fei affectionately. He said, "I wrote this song to you. Its name is "Jade". Does it sound good?"

Song Fei saw the tears in Yan Jiang's eyes, she stretched out her hand to press Yan Jiang's eyes, and a bright smile suddenly burst out on her cold face. "like."

She reached out her hand to hold Yan Jiang’s head, leaned over and kissed Yan Jiang’s forehead, and told him, “I’m very happy, A Jiang.”

Yan Jiang hugged Song Fei's waist directly.

At this time, Wei Lai, Yan Jiang's good buddy, and his girlfriend carefully carried a three-tiered cake into the box. The lights in the box were all off, only the one on the cake was holding and jumping with the flames.

Everyone was singing birthday greetings to Song Fei. Song Fei sat in the dim box, looked at the cake, and silently squeezed Yan Jiang's hand.

"Come, make a wish!"

Song Fei folded his hands together, closed his eyes, and made a wish.

"Okay, blow out the candles!" Song Fei's cheeks bulged, like a hamster that had eaten a lot of food.

She blew a long breath at the cake. After blowing out the fire on the cake, she hurried to Yan Jiang’s ear and said to him: "I made a wish. I hope that next year, you will sing to me and Listen to our son."

Yan Jiang held Song Fei's hand silently and told her: "Every year from now on, the three of us will spend time together."

"Ok."

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Song Ci was sitting on the bed and wiping the violin, Han Zhan walked in with milk, and he handed the milk glass to Song Ci's mouth. In this position, Song Ci drank the milk directly.

Han Zhan sat down beside her and said, "I haven't heard the song I played just now."

"The first time I played was an impromptu repertoire."

"Improvisation? Porcelain treasures are really amazing." Han Zhan is a melody idiot who can only sing the national anthem and "I'm the same as you". He thinks Song porcelain is really amazing. Knowing how to fly a plane, play the violin, the piano, the cello and the guqin, and arrange music, he is simply a fairy.

He has had the good luck for eight lifetimes!

Song Ci heard Han Zhan's admiration for herself, and she was a little surprised, "Do you really think I am amazing?"

"Yes." Han Zhan never lied.

Song Ci blushed a little by Han Zhan's praise. She rubbed her earlobes and whispered, "I think Han is also very good."

Han Zhan asked, "Where is it great?" His expression was serious, he really wanted to know how amazing he was in Song Ci's eyes.

I really want Song Ci to talk about it, Song Ci really can't remember it for a while. She thought for a while and said: "Everything is awesome. Put on your clothes. You are the most powerful CEO Han Zhan in the mall. Take off your clothes and you are the majestic Mr. Han on the bed."

Han Zhan: "..."

It's rare to hear Song Ci speak a yellow tone, and Han Zhan missed it, "You are like this, and it reminds me of the way I first met you. At that time, you talked a lot."

"Sao again, where's Ge Sao Han?" Song Ci glanced at the clock and saw that it was eleven o'clock, and said hurriedly: "Sleep, brother, do you still remember your rule of going to bed before ten o'clock in the evening?"

Han Zhan: "I am getting old, and I am quite forgetful these days."

Song Ci snorted, "Man's mouth, a deceitful ghost."

Han Zhan said in the second half: "Women's waist, a life-killing knife?"

Song Ci glared at him, "Where did you learn this?"

"Leave me alone."

The two quarreled and fell asleep. Song Ci woke up with a cramp in his leg in the middle of the night, and Han Zhan woke up immediately. He squeezed Song Ci's leg until Song Ci fell asleep again, and then continued to fall asleep with peace of mind.

Early the next morning, Song Ci woke up and found that Han Zhan was not in the room.

She went out of the room after dressing up and heard the movement of fighting. Song Ci heard the sound and came to Cecilio's fighting arena and saw Cecilio playing against Han Zhan. Neither of them had weapons, they were fighting with fighters purely by strength.

Both of them are people who have crawled in a sea of ​​blood, with rich practical experience, and they are lethal. Song Ci didn't even see the moves clearly, and saw Han Zhan being kicked by Cecilio.

If that kick hits an ordinary person, it can break two bones. But Han Zhan was kicked out, but turned over in the air and fell to the ground on one knee, looking no problem.

The others slid on the ground covered with fine sand for a while, and when the body just stabilized, he immediately stood up and took the initiative to attack. The two fighting moves were fierce, and they were fighting in earnest without releasing water.

About ten minutes later, Cecilio and Han Zhan ceased fighting. Both were sweating profusely, and the corners of Cecilio's mouth were broken by Han Zhan, still bleeding. Han Zhan's left shoulder was beaten by Cecilio so that he couldn't lift it up.

The two of them reached out to each other, held each other's hand tightly, and touched each other's shoulders.

"It's been a long time since I had a good fight." Han Zhan was quite emotional.

Cecilio pointed to Han Zhan's shoulder and asked, "Your arm, isn't it hurt?"

Han Zhan pressed the button and frowned, "Well, it hurts."

Cecilio said: "I thought you often sit in the office and your skills have regressed. I didn't expect you to still be able to fight like this."

Han Zhan lifted his arm up and found that there was no fracture, so he was relieved. "Since I was young, my grandpa told me that people have to be prepared for danger in times of peace, and days when they are too easy will make people paralyzed."

"As expected of Han Aoyu."

"Go, eat!"

When eating, Han Zhan could hardly raise his left arm, and his right hand was missing the index and middle fingers, and it was inconvenient to take utensils. Song Ci felt distressed that he was injured, and directly started feeding Han Zhan.

Han Zhan had not been taken care of by Song Ci in a long time, and was very flattered. He glanced at his half-worn left arm and smiled: "Am I a blessing in disguise?"

Song Ci sneered, "Shut up!"

Cecilio was also uncomfortable, Su Huanyan was applying medicine to his wound. "It's not really a fight, what do you do with such a cruel hand?" Su Huanyan slapped Cecilio's chest, so painful Cecilio curled her eyebrows, "It hurts you!"

Cecilio bowed his head, listening to the training honestly, not daring to argue.

Knowing that Song Ci Han Zhan was going to sea to see COCO today, Cecilio sent a subordinate to drive them and protect them.

After eating, the three drove westbound.

To the west is to Fiumicino Airport, where there is a free open sea. Sitting in the car, Song Ci kept looking at the driver Bader, always feeling that Bader looked familiar.

Bader was wearing a white suit and a dark blue suit outside. His brown hair was very clean and his temples looked delicate. This is a handsome man who pays great attention to appearance.

Song Ci said to the driver Bede in Italian: "You look familiar, have we met somewhere?"

Bede was driving, and upon hearing this, he touched his face awkwardly with his hands, as if trying to hide something. "Mrs. Hui, there shouldn't be."

Han Zhan turned his head and glanced at Song Ci with displeased eyes. He thought Song Ci was teasing other men in front of him.

Song Ci understood Han Zhan's eyes, and quickly said to him in Chinese: "Brother Han, don't be jealous, I really think Bader's eyes are familiar." Song Ci stared at Bader's profile for a while, and muttered suspiciously. Said: "Where did you see it?"

Bader patted his thigh anxiously, and said, "Madam, you must have admitted your mistake. When we look at foreigners, we all think that foreigners look the same." He looked at Orientals and always felt that they all look the same.

Of course, Song Ci and their good-looking looks are still different.

Song Ci frowned and said, "No, I must have seen you."

She frowned, thinking all the way, but couldn't remember where she had seen Bede. When they arrived at the beach, the three rented a luxury speedboat and set off towards the ocean.

The summer here is not too hot. Song Ci is wearing a dark blue dress and a pair of white Roman sandals on the soles of her feet. She stands on the deck and blows the sea breeze. Holding a glass of kiwi juice in her hand, she asked Han Zhan, "Brother Han, do you love diving?"

Han Zhan said: "Fortunately, the interest is not great, Leo loves diving."

Song nodded, "I know this." She had seen Cecilio in Italy when she was filming the movie "Music". At that time, Cecilio was a walking mafia, a party, and her body was full of "Lao Tzu". Not easy to mess with' aura.

They had met on a private beach. In order to scare her, Cecilio personally dived into the sea, fished her a shell, and asked her to go home and say hello to Hoff.

Song Ci leaned on the railing, she stared at the blue water, and said: "I still remember that Agen was like a neurosis at that time. After taking me out of the United States back then, he let his men throw me into the sea. The boat dragged me in the water..."

Song Ci was worried that Han Zhan and Arang would turn against each other, and did not dare to tell Han Zhan about her abuse by Arang at sea. At this moment, he accidentally said it, and Han Zhan learned the truth, and his heart ached.

He figured out one hundred and eighty ways to avenge Song Ci, and he planned to make Arang look good when he returned.

When Song Ci talked about the past, he suddenly opened his eyes round when he thought of something! "I remember!" Song Ci squeezed the railing abruptly. She turned her head to stare at Bede who was talking on the phone, and said with a sullen expression: "Bed used to be Agen's subordinates, and he left me behind. Go to the sea!"

When Bede heard someone mention his name, he looked back at Song Ci in confusion. Seeing Song Ci hooking his finger, Bader was silent, and then he said goodbye to the person on the phone.

Bader hung up the phone and walked towards Song Ci with anxiety. "Madam." Bede lowered his head slightly, looking very obedient.

Song Ci put the glass of kiwi juice into Han Zhan's hands, and she said to Bader: "Hold up your head."

Bader knew it was over!

Song Ci must have recognized him.

Huh huh.

Who do you do with, who orders you, Bader is just a little guy, what can he do?

Bader raised his head slowly.

Song Ci reached out and pinched Bede's chin.

Han Zhan stared at Song Ci's two fingers, and subconsciously took Song Ci's hand back. He said: "Don't do it, I'll help you." Han Zhan put down the kiwi juice and pinched Bad's chin with the thumb and index finger of his left hand.

Song Ci looked at Bede's handsome but dull face. She said, "I remember where I saw you. Bed, Bed..."

Song Ci raised his hands, shook them in front of Bede, and said, "Remember? That year, you personally tied my hands with a rope. You tied one end of the rope to the railing of the boat. Throwing me into the water, causing me to be soaked in the water for a long time..."

Bad was so scared that his forehead was sweating cold, his voice was trembling, and he whispered, "Madam, I'm also on orders."

"Ah!"

Song Ci said to Han Zhan: "Tie him up and throw him into the sea. If he can stay in the sea for half an hour, he will be considered dead."

Hearing that, Han Zhan asked the staff on the speedboat to send a bundle of rope.

He **** Bede, mercilessly throwing him into the shallow sea and let him tow with the boat.

Bader didn't dare to cry. He saw Song Ci in the morning and guessed that it would end. Bader can only hold his breath as much as possible, change his breath whenever he catches the opportunity, and strive to survive.

Song Ci stared at Bede for a while, and then said to Han Zhan: "Look at him, if it's really bad, then pull him up. You can't really play people to death." She was just angry. , Need to vent.

Han Zhan endured a smile and answered.

Half an hour later, Bader was pulled from the sea by Han Zhan.

Bader had no energy, he was lying on the deck, spitting out sea water bit by bit. He looked up at the sun above his head, and for the first time he felt that the sun was so beautiful.

When the ship was about to reach the deep sea, Song Ci found that COCO was coming.

COCO hovered near their speedboat, grinning cold white teeth, and approached the speedboat affectionately.

COCO was transformed by Edward. Her IQ is very high. She is the king of this sea. In the sea area where COCO is located, within a radius of ten miles, almost no large fish dare to approach.

COCO wanted Song Ci to disembark and play with her in the sea. Song Ci hesitated for a long time, and finally jumped into the sea.

As soon as he entered the sea, Song Ci's skirt floated up, and COCO got into the sea and saw Song Ci's bulging abdomen at a glance.

COCO swam around Song Ci twice, and finally rubbed Song Ci's belly lightly with her head. COCO also has a child. She is a female shark who has experienced gestation. She understands that Song Ci is pregnant.

COCO only took Song Ci to play in the sea for half an hour before sending her to Han Zhan. The speedboat floated on the boat, and COCO had been hovering beside the speedboat until it was getting dark, and then they escorted Song Ci back to the voyage.

In the shallow sea area, Song Ci was worried that COCO would run aground, so he ordered COCO to go back. COCO reluctantly left, circled the speedboat for another two minutes, and then swam into the deep sea without looking back.

When returning to Cecilio's house, Song Ci saw Yan Qingxiu and Han Jun and Han Miao.

Han Miao was a little airsick, Su Huanyan was holding her while drinking porridge.

Seeing Song Ci and Han Zhan, Han Miao's mouth collapsed and tears were streaming down. "Mom..." With this mother, Han Miao shouted feebly.

"Miaomiao, what's wrong with you?" Song Ci thought that Han Miao was sick. Han Jun took Song Ci's hand and said, "Mom, my sister got airsick and vomited several times."

"It turned out to be airsick." Song Ci looked at Han Miao's pale little face, distressed. She took Han Jun from Su Huanyan's arms and personally drank half a bowl of porridge for her.

Han Miao ate something and quickly resurrected on the spot, dragging his sister and the program and ran happily in the manor.

Su Qingjia has reached the grade of studying and learning knowledge. Su Qingjia, who is just over three years old, has a very full schedule every day. Cecilio's education for Su Qingjia is very strict. He is training Su Qingjia according to the standards of heirs.

In the morning, Su Qingjia will learn English and piano, in the afternoon Russian will be studied, and in the evening she will learn mathematics with the teacher. But today two younger sisters came at home, and Su Qingjia was also playful, so she went to ask Cecilio for leave.

"Daddy, can I skip math class tonight?"

When Su Qingjia went to find Cecilio, Cecilio was assembling the pistol.

He stared at Su Qingjia for a while before he said, "If you can successfully assemble these parts on the table, I will give you a holiday tonight and tomorrow."

Su Qingjia stared at the gun parts on the table. She hesitated before reaching out and picking up the cold and heavy parts.

The first time, failed.

The second time, failure.

The third time, it still fails.

Su Qingjia failed again and again, but never said to give up. Cecilio always looked at her with a calm expression, she was wrong, neither disappointed nor reminded her.

Su Qingjia fumbled alone for an hour and a half before successfully assemble the gun.

She held the heavy pistol and gave Cecilio a happy smile, "Daddy, I made it."

Cecilio touched her head and praised: "You are great. It took Daddy an hour and thirty-six minutes to assemble them for the first time. And you, one minute faster than Daddy."

Su Qingjia put down the pistol, she said: "Daddy, I don't like guns, and I don't want to shoot."

Hearing this, Cecilio was not angry.

Su Qingjia has lost a lot of weight this year, and her small hands that were once fat have also become slender. Cecilio held his daughter's hand, his finger touched the tip of Su Qingjia's nose, and said a word to her. Su Qingjia remembered that sentence for a lifetime.

He said: "Qingjia, remember one sentence. Only when a person is strong enough, a gun is not needed, because she is a gun herself."

Su Qingjia seemed to understand but not.

Cecilio directly gave Su Qingjia a credit card and said, "Let's go play with my sister, you must have fun."

"it is good."

Su Qingjia, carrying a credit card, walks with the wind, as if he is holding the whole world, and can buy the whole earth in minutes.

While shopping, Su Qingjia walked to an ice cream shop on the street, and said gruffly, "Boss, take out the most expensive ice cream in your shop!"

The boss couldn't help asking, "Beautiful lady, how many ice cream do you want?"

Snapped!

Su Qingjia slapped the credit card on the boss's desk hard and said, "Four!"