Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Han Zhan couldn't understand the burden of Song Ci's first lady.

He snatched the plate in front of Song Ci, threw the two plates of food into a clean plastic bag, and said: "This will be sent outside the community later. There are a few stray dogs there and they will eat."

Brother Han will not waste food.

Song Ci pouted and said dissatisfied: "Then what shall I eat?"

Han Zhan put on a black apron, took out a bunch of ingredients from the refrigerator, and said, "Tonight, we will eat sweet and sour pork ribs, steamed mandarin fish, stir-fried broccoli and hot and sour potato shreds."

Holding two potatoes in his hand, he turned around and asked Song Ci: "All right?"

Song Ci secretly swallowed his saliva and said cruelly: "Don't eat it. Sweet and sour pork ribs will gain weight."

Han Zhan looked at Song Ci's slender and enchanting figure, and suddenly said: "From now on, you must eat regularly and you are not allowed to lose weight."

Just as Song Ci was about to refute, he heard Han Zhan say: "Keep some meat so that you can have children."

Song Ci: "..."

Yes, she is the one who will give birth to Han Zhan.

Han Zhan's cooking speed is very fast, and the taste of the dishes is not so beautiful, but it is not as difficult to eat as Song Ci thought. However, Han Zhan cooked the hot and sour potato shreds and sweet and sour pork ribs very well, and Song Ci couldn't help eating some if he restrained his appetite.

After eating, Han Zhan went upstairs. After more than ten minutes, he came downstairs with an A4 paper.

Song Ci sat on the sofa in his living room and watched the animal world. Han Zhan walked over and patted the A4 paper on the coffee table. He put his hands around his chest and said to Song Ci, "From now on, you must strictly follow this table. Rules to live."

Song Ci glanced at Han Zhan suspiciously, then hesitantly reached out and picked up the A4 paper on the table.

In the middle of the paper, it says——【Han Household Rules and Regulations】

Song Ci raised his eyebrows and said, "There are so many real things."

After complaining, Song Ci went to see the details below—

1. Early to bed and early to rise, overnight stay should not be later than ten o'clock, and early rise should not be later than half past six.

Second, use your eyes carefully and avoid playing mobile phones and computers for a long time.

Three, breakfast is not allowed, no weight loss, three meals a day need to be regular.

4. Do not wear exposed clothes, (excessive exposure means bare back, thighs, and chest)

5. Do not drink ice water or cold drinks, drink more than 200ml of coffee a day, and eat up to two ice creams a week...

After reading the whole article, Song Ci is desperate.

This was not enough. Han Zhan walked into his kitchen and took out a white thermos cup from a cupboard. Han Zhan handed the thermos cup to Song Ci and told him, “It’s not good for girls to drink cold water. From now on, you can only drink warm water with this cup.”

Song Ci was stunned for a while, and looked at Han Zhan quietly and said, "No wonder your girlfriend is dumping you, it's me, I can't stand you too." Things are forced, he loves discipline, this is obviously an old father , Where is my husband?

Han Zhan didn't get angry when he heard this. He sincerely suggested: "Miss Song, if you can't stand it, you can also dump me." Miss Song shouted, it seemed to be true.

Song Ci: ...

She couldn't shake Han Zhan, not only couldn't, she had to hug his thighs tightly.

Song Ci was holding the piece of paper in her left hand, and her left index finger flicked on the paper. She showed a bad and cute expression and molested Han Zhan: "Brother Han, do you even call me on the bed? You have to control it too?"

Han Zhan really couldn't answer such a question.

After winning a round, Song Ci felt a little better.

"I agree to what you said." Song Ci suddenly became serious. She reached out with her right hand and hesitantly took Han Zhan's hand.

Han Zhan looked down at Song Ci, who suddenly resembled a mourning dog, and didn't understand her sudden emotional change and what she was going to make. The little girlfriend is too young, thinking is jumping, and there are many scenes.

Song Ci looked up at him, and she said, "Han Zhan, you have given me the identity of Mrs. Han, and you have to give me the dignity of being Mrs. Han."

Han Zhan nodded, "That is natural. As long as you are my wife for a day, there is only you beside me and in my eyes. No one can despise you or insult you, including me."

Song Ci was at ease.

"Then you have to protect me. If I die suddenly, you will become a widow who lost his wife in the UK. It will not be easy to marry again in the future." Song Ci said threateningly and aggrievedly.

Han Zhan didn't know whether he should be angry or laugh after hearing this. "Han men are not married."

When Song Ci heard this, he cried secretly in his heart, saying that ghosts believe you.

You have talent and beauty, I'm really dead, you will definitely marry again.

Han Zhan bent down and hugged Song Ci in his arms. Knowing that she was upset, he said to her: "From now on, Song Ci's affairs are Han Zhan's family affairs. Those who bully you are bullying me."

"Don't worry, I will protect you and you will not die."

Song Ci closed his eyes.

This is what she waited for.

"Han Zhan, thank you."

Han Zhan let go of Song Ci and looked at the black wall clock on the wall. "It's nine forty, go upstairs and go to sleep."

Song Ci obediently followed Han Zhan upstairs and returned to the room.

Song Ci had a furious life with Cheng Ziang in his previous life, and only lay in the same bed on the night of his marriage. Song Ci discovered that Cheng Ziang was inhumane that night. Cheng Ziang, whose self-esteem was humiliated, became angry and slept with Song Ci directly.

To be honest, Song Ci has never experienced the experience of sharing a bed with a man.

She was lying in the bed honestly, and saw Han Zhan change into her pajamas and walk into the room, lying down on her side generously. There is a woody fragrance on Han Zhan's clothes. There is no perfume in Han Zhan's home. It should be the fragrance of his laundry paper.

It smells very good, it is very light, and it is very stable, which fits the character of Han Zhan.

Song Ci said, "Brother Han, you smell so good."

Han Zhan opened his eyes with his eyes closed.

He turned and looked at Song Ci, who was sleeping awkwardly with a neck brace. "Are you sure you want to praise my smell before going to bed?" Han Zhan's eyes were deep and thick, and Song Ci was frightened and suddenly realized that he was talking about a dangerous topic.

Song Ci did not speak, but Han Zhan asked, "Smells good?"

Song Ci hurriedly said, "Good smell, very light, woody fragrance, suitable for you."

Han Zhan: "I see."

"It's nine and fifty, close your eyes and go to bed."

Han Zhan closed his eyes, as if he was asleep.

Song Ci glanced at his chest. The frequency of his chest fluctuations was as usual, as if his heart was still in water. Song Ci couldn't help but doubt her charm. Isn't she not charming if she wears a neck brace?

Song Ci stretched out her finger and poked Han Zhan's collarbone.

Han Zhan squeezed her finger, "Don't make trouble."

Song Ci: "Ah."

Han Zhan: "What's wrong?"

Song Ci's fingers circled in Han Zhan's palm, and she asked Han Zhan very seriously: "Brother Han, I am such a flowery young woman sleeping next to you, do you really have no reaction?"

Song Ci pouted and said, "Do you know that the man lying next to you is the one that all men in the city want to sleep. Every year in the Wangdongcheng Forum, I rank at the top of the list of men most want to sleep."

Want to sleep but can't sleep, so Song Ci is the most charming.

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