Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Song Ci took out a can of body lotion from the suitcase. This body lotion can prevent stretch marks. When Song Ci was pregnant with twins, her belly was stretched too much by the two children, and she had many stretch marks on her abdomen.

Later, I successfully lost weight and developed my waistline. My skin became much firmer, so the stretch marks were not very obvious. So this time when she was pregnant with her second child, Song Ci paid special attention to preventing stretch marks.

She handed the jar of body lotion to Han Zhan, "Come on." As long as Han Zhan is at home, applying body lotion is Han Zhan's benefit. He took the stretch mark, took some lotion from the jar with great skill, and put it between his palms to emulsify.

"Lie down."

Song Ci lay down on the bed obediently and took the initiative to lift up her skirt, revealing her big belly. I am already six months pregnant and my belly is quite big, like a medium-sized watermelon.

Han Zhan placed his hands on Song Ci's belly, and used his not-so-delicate palms to massage Song Ci's belly back and forth.

He stared at the scar marks left by the caesarean section on Song Ci's abdomen, and suddenly said: "I heard that if the first baby was caesarean section, it is best to have a caesarean section for the second baby as well. For people like you whose first and second babies are born closer together, just It’s even more necessary to have a caesarean section.”

Staring at the scar on Song Ci's stomach, the old man Han Zhan felt uncomfortable. He said, "When I think of you having to get stabbed again, I feel a little regretful."

Song Ci knew that Han Zhan was feeling sorry for her, and she, who was still a little aggrieved and scared, suddenly felt sweet.

What a woman fears most when she is pregnant is that her husband will not understand.

She smiled and said, "What are you afraid of? I'm still young, in good health, and recover quickly. We just won't have children in the future." As soon as she finished speaking, Song Ci's stomach was suddenly kicked by the child, and she quickly 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, "I feel like he is naughty again." The fetus in his belly may have just woken up and was bored at the moment, so he punched and kicked Song Ci for a while before he stopped.

Han Zhan pulled down Song Ci's skirt to cover her belly, and said, "I'm going to make some milk powder for you." The fetus in Song Ci's belly was too small, and the doctor recommended that she increase her nutrition, so she must drink nutritional milk powder for pregnant women 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 quickly sat up, straightened the corners of her skirt, and then answered 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 vegetable plate."

When Song Fei heard this, she pulled the phone away, exposing half of her body.

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

She was wearing a birthday girl hat and sitting in a KTV, looking so beautiful.

Song Ci thought Song Fei looked pretty like this, so she quickly took a few screenshots. While taking a screenshot, she asked Song Fei: "Where are you at the KTV? You are wearing a very sexy outfit today. It looks good."

It was Song Fei's first time wearing it like this, so it was strange that he didn't get used to it. She has small breasts, so she always feels that she can't hold up this skirt, but in fact, this skirt needs to be worn with small breasts to be high-end. It would be too gaudy for Song Ci to wear it.

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

"I guessed it." At first glance, this dress was not something Song Fei would buy. "You actually went to KTV for a fun day, Song Fei, you really surprised me." Song Fei has a quiet temperament and is not someone who likes to go to bars and sing karaoke. Song Ci never expected that Song Fei would go to KTV to celebrate her birthday.

Song Fei told her: "Ajiang said that he wanted to sing a song for me tonight, so I came." Yan Jiang invited all his best friends over, but Song Fei didn't like to make trouble. But she likes to make trouble with Yan Jiang.

Moreover, she never joins the crowd, and Yan Jiang's friends will laugh at him.

Song Ci shouted exaggeratedly on the other end of the phone: "Sing, sing a love song? Song Fei, you've learned so badly, you actually learned how to give me dog food."

Song Fei knew that Song Ci liked to talk a lot, but she couldn't talk to Song Ci, so she said, "Let me show you your brother Jiang." After saying that, she turned the camera on Yan Jiang.

The lights of the KTV were flashing. Song Ci took a closer look and saw Yan Jiang's appearance clearly.

Yan Jiang was sitting on a high stool next to the singing booth, holding a microphone in his hand. He was wearing a pure black shirt tonight, with two slender ribbons hanging from the collar, breaking the formality of the shirt and adding a sense of fashion.

He still wore the platinum necklace around his neck and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his face. Sitting there was a sight to behold.

Yan Jiang saw Song Fei pointing the phone at him and asked, "Are you taking pictures of me?"

Song Fei said: "I'm video chatting with Song Ci."

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

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

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

Yan Jiang's good brother Zhong Xiangshou tilted his head and said to Song Fei, "Brother and sister! Brother Jiang wrote the song himself!"

Song Fei was somewhat surprised to learn that Yan Jiang was going to sing a song he wrote himself.

Song Ci was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

Could it be that song that Yan Jiang wrote himself?

Yan Jiang started to sing.

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

He sang: "Thank you for being willing to come to me and stay with me, counting the stars in the dark night." That was a song 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 opened wide.

It’s really this song!

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

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

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

The KTV was very quiet, and everyone was quietly listening to Yan Jiang singing. Just when Yan Jiang sang, "Missing is an addictive drug," a melodious violin sound suddenly came from Song Fei's mobile phone.

Yan Jiang was a little surprised when he heard the violin accompaniment. This was the first time he heard Song Ci play this piece of music. This piece should be an improvised piece by Song Ci, but it fits his song particularly well. It's like tailor-made!

Could it be

Does Song Song know this song?

Could it be that he sang this song to Song Ci in his previous life? Yan Jiang raised his head and glanced at the warm orange figure under the light. A hint of bitterness flashed in his eyes, which was then replaced by happiness.

In this life, she was by his side, watching his troubles and laughing with him.

enough.

Under the gorgeous lights, a charming smile appeared on Yan Jiang's face, and then he sang with an expression:——

"I would rather bleed, I would rather be trapped in the dark night, I would have every night I dream of you."

In another parallel world, Yan Jiang, who had not waited for Song Fei to wake up, remembered Song Fei with longing. A boy who is afraid of the dark will occasionally use sleeping pills to hypnotize himself, hoping to have a dream after falling asleep.

Even if there are ten dreams, nine will dream of the grandma with a green face and scary fangs, and only one will dream of the little girl.

Just like that, he felt happy.

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

Song Ci said: "I wish Song Fei and Brother Jiang a happy life." 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 was much taller than Song Fei. Even if he was squatting like this, he could look at Song Fei's level without raising his head.

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

Song Fei saw the tears in Yan Jiang's eyes. She reached out and pressed Yan Jiang's eyes, and a bright smile suddenly bloomed on his cold face. "like."

She reached out and held Yan Jiang's head, leaned over and kissed Yan Jiang's forehead, telling him: "I'm very happy, A Jiang."

Yan Jiang directly hugged Song Fei's waist.

At this time, Yan Jiang's good friend Wei Lai and his girlfriend carefully carried a three-layer cake into the box. All the lights in the box were turned off, and only the pulls on the cake were dancing with flames.

Everyone was singing birthday wishes to Song Fei. Song Fei was sitting in the dark box, looking at the cake, and silently squeezed Yan Jiang's hand.

"Come on, make a wish!"

Song Fei clasped her hands together, closed her eyes, and made a wish.

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

She blew a long breath on the cake and extinguished the fire on the cake. She quickly leaned into Yan Jiang's ear and said to him: "I made a wish. I hope that next year, you will sing to me and me again." Our son listens.”

Yan Jiang silently held Song Fei's hand and told her, "The three of us will spend every year together."

"Um."

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Song Ci was sitting by the bed and wiping the violin. Han Zhan walked in with milk. He handed the milk cup to Song Ci's mouth. Song Ci took this posture and drank the milk directly.

Han Zhan sat down next to her and said, "I've never heard of the song I played just now."

"The first time I played it was an improvised piece."

"Improvisation? Ci Bao is so amazing." Han Zhan is a musical idiot who can only sing the national anthem and "I'm Just Like You". He thinks Song Ci is really amazing. He can fly a plane, play violin, piano, cello and guqin, and arrange music. He is simply a god.

He is really lucky for eight lifetimes!

Song Ci heard Han Zhan's admiration for her, and she was quite surprised, "Do you really think I'm great?"

"Yes." Han Zhan never lies.

Song Ci blushed a little when Han Zhan praised her. She rubbed her earlobes and whispered, "I think Brother Han is also very powerful."

Han Zhan asked: "What's so great about him?" His expression was serious, because he really wanted to know how great he was in Song Ci's eyes.

It's up to Song Ci to tell him. Song Ci really couldn't remember it for a while. She thought for a while and said, "You are great everywhere. When you put on clothes, you are the all-powerful CEO Han Zhan in the shopping mall. Take off your clothes, and you are the majestic Mr. Han on the bed."

Han Zhan: "."

It was a rare occasion to hear Song Ci speak in a pornographic accent, and Han Zhan felt nostalgic, "You act like this, it reminds me of the first time I met you. You were very coquettish at that time."

"No matter how coquettish you are, why is Brother Han so coquettish?" Song Ci glanced at the clock and saw that it was already eleven o'clock, and said hurriedly: "Go to bed, boss, do you still remember your rule of going to bed before ten o'clock at night?"

Han Zhan: "I am getting old and have been quite forgetful recently."

Song Ci sneered, "A man's mouth is a liar."

Han Zhan said the second half of the sentence casually: "A woman's waist, a life-threatening knife?"

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

"Leave me alone."

The two fell asleep arguing, but Song Ci woke up with cramps in her legs in the middle of the night, and Han Zhan woke up immediately. He squeezed Song Ci's legs until Song Ci fell asleep again, and then he continued to sleep peacefully.

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

After she finished dressing and walked out of the room, she heard the sounds of fighting. Song Ci heard the sound and came to Cecilio's fighting field, and saw Cecilio fighting Han Zhan. Neither of them held weapons, and relied solely on strength and skill to fight against the fighter jets.

Both of them are people who have crawled in the sea of ​​blood. They have rich practical experience and are looking for fatal results. Song Ci didn't even see the moves clearly, but saw Han Zhan being kicked away by Cecilio.

If that kick hit an ordinary person, it would break two bones. But Han Zhan was kicked out, but he turned over in the air, knelt on one knee and landed on the ground, seemingly fine.

He slid on the ground covered with fine sand for a while, and as soon as his body stabilized, he immediately stood up and took the initiative. The two of them fought very fiercely, and they both fought seriously without letting off any steam.

After about ten minutes, Cecilio and Han Zhan stopped fighting. Both of them were sweating profusely. The corner of Cecilio's mouth was broken by Han Zhan and was still bleeding. Han Zhan's left shoulder was beaten unconscious by Cecilio and he could not lift it up.

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

"It's been a long time since I had such a fun fight." Han Zhan said with emotion.

Cecilio pointed at Han Zhan's shoulder and asked, "Your arm is seriously injured."

Han Zhan pressed it and immediately frowned, "Well, it's hurt."

Cecilio said: "I thought your skills had deteriorated because you were sitting in the office all the time, but I didn't expect you were still so good at fighting."

Han Zhan lifted his arm up and was relieved to find that there was no fracture. "My grandpa has told me since I was little that people should be prepared for danger in times of peace. Days that are too comfortable can make people paralyzed."

"As expected of Han Aoyu."

"Let's go eat!"

When eating, Han Zhan could barely lift his left arm, and his right hand was missing his index and middle fingers, making it inconvenient to hold utensils. Song Ci felt distressed that he was injured, and immediately started feeding Han Zhan.

Han Zhan had not been taken care of by Song Ci like this for a long time, and he was very flattered. He glanced at his half-crippled left arm and said with a smile, "Is this a blessing in disguise?"

Song Ci sneered, "Shut up!"

Cecilio also felt uncomfortable, and Su Huanyan was applying medicine to his wound. "It's not a real fight, why are you so cruel?" Su Huanyan slapped Cecilio on the chest, which hurt so much that Cecilio frowned, "Is it going to hurt you to death?"

Cecilio lowered his head and listened to the instructions honestly, not daring to quibble.

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

After eating, the three of them drove west.

To the west is Fiumicino Airport, where there is a free and open sea area. Sitting in the car, Song Ci kept looking at the driver, Bede, and always felt that Bede looked familiar.

Bader was wearing a white suit and a dark blue suit outside. His brown hair was neatly styled 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. Hearing this, he touched his face awkwardly with his hands, as if to hide something. "Madam, there shouldn't be any."

Han Zhan turned his head and glanced at Song Ci displeasedly. 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 Bede looks familiar." Song Ci stared at Bede's profile for a while and murmured in confusion. Said: "Where have you seen it?"

Bede patted his thigh uneasily and said, "Madam, you must have made a mistake. When we look at foreigners, we all think they look the same." When he looked at Orientals, he always felt that Orientals all looked the same.

Of course, good-looking people like Song Ci are still different.

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

She frowned and thought about it, but she couldn't remember where she had seen Bede. When they arrived at the beach, the three of them rented a luxury speedboat and set off towards the ocean.

The summer here is not too hot. Song Ci was wearing a dark blue dress and a pair of white Roman sandals. She stood on the deck and blew in 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, I am not very interested. Leo likes diving very much."

Song nodded, "I know that." She had met Cecilio in Italy when she was filming the movie "The Music Maniac". At that time, Cecilio was a walking gangster and gangster, and his whole body showed "I Not to be trifled with.

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

Song Ci leaned on the railing, staring at the blue sea water, and said: "I still remember that at that time, Arang seemed to be a psychopath. After he kidnapped me from the United States, he asked his men to throw me into the sea and use The boat dragged me in the water.”

Previously, Song Ci was worried that Han Zhan and Arang would turn against each other, so she did not dare to tell Han Zhan about her abuse by Arang at sea. When he accidentally said it, Han Zhan learned the truth and was heartbroken.

He thought about one hundred and eighty ways in his mind to avenge Song Ci, and planned to make Arang look good when he returned.

When Song Ci talked about that past event, she thought of something and suddenly opened her eyes wide! "I remember!" Song Ci suddenly grabbed the railing. She turned back and stared at Beide who was talking on the phone with someone, and said with a sinister expression: "Beide used to be Arang's subordinate, and he was the one who threw me away. Go to the sea!"

When Bede heard someone mention his name, he looked back at Song Ci in confusion. Seeing Song Ci licking his fingers at him, Beide was silent for a moment, and then said goodbye to the person on the phone.

Bede hung up the phone and walked toward Song Ci anxiously. "Madam." Bede lowered his head slightly, looking particularly obedient.

Song Ci put the cup of kiwi juice into Han Zhan's hand and said to Bede, "Raise your head."

Bede knew it was over!

Song Ci must have recognized him.

Ying Ying Ying.

Who does work for him, who does he take orders from? Bede is just a minion, what can he do?

Bede slowly raised his head.

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 anything, I'll help you." Han Zhan put down the kiwi juice and pinched Bede's chin with the thumb and index finger of his left hand.

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

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

Bede was so frightened that cold sweat broke out on his forehead. His voice was trembling, and he whispered: "Madam, I am also following orders."

"Ah!"

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

Hearing this, Han Zhan asked the staff on the speedboat to bring a bundle of rope.

He tied up Bede, threw him ruthlessly into the shallow sea, and let him be dragged along with the ship.

Bede didn't dare to cry. When he saw Song Ci in the morning, he already guessed what would happen. Bede could only hold his breath as much as possible, change his breath when he got the chance, and try his best to survive.

Song Ci stared at Bede for a while, and then said to Han Zhan: "Look at him, if it really doesn't work anymore, just pull him up. You can't really play with people to death." She was just angry in her heart. , need to vent.

Han Zhan suppressed a laugh and responded.

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

Bede had no strength left. He lay on the deck and spit out seawater. He looked up at the sun above his head and felt for the first time that the sun was so beautiful.

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

COCO hovered near their speedboat, grinning with cold white teeth, and nudged the speedboat affectionately with his head.

COCO was transformed by Edward. Her IQ is very high, and she is the overlord of this sea area. 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 get off the boat and go to the sea to play with her. Song Ci hesitated for a long time, and finally jumped into the sea.

As soon as she entered the sea, Song Ci's skirt floated up. Coco got into the sea and saw Song Ci's bulging belly at a glance.

COCO swam around Song Ci twice, and finally gently rubbed her head against Song Ci's abdomen. COCO also has a child. She is a female shark who has experienced pregnancy. 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 stayed beside the speedboat until it was almost dark, then escorted Song Ci and the others back.

When they arrived at the shallow sea area, Song Ci was worried that COCO would be stranded, so he ordered COCO to go back. COCO was reluctant to leave and circled the speedboat for another two minutes before swimming towards the deep sea without looking back.

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

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

Seeing Song Ci and Han Zhan, Han Miao's mouth dropped and tears came to her eyes. "Mom." Han Miao shouted feebly.

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

"It turns out it's airsickness." Song Ci looked at Han Miao's pale face and felt extremely distressed. She took Han Miao from Su Huanyan's arms and drank half the bowl of porridge for her herself.

Han Miao ate something and soon came back to life on the spot. She took her sister and the program and ran happily around the manor.

Su Qingjia has reached the grade where she has started to study and learn knowledge. Su Qingjia, who is just over three years old, has a full schedule every day. Cecilio was very strict in educating Su Qingjia. He was training Su Qingjia according to the standards of an heir.

In the morning, Su Qingjia has to study English and piano, in the afternoon she has to study Russian, and in the evening she has to study mathematics with the teacher. But today two younger sisters came to the house. Su Qingjia also wanted to have fun, 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 a pistol.

He stared at Su Qingjia for a moment and then said, "If you can successfully assemble these parts on the table, I will give you a day off 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, failed.

The third time, still failed.

Su Qingjia failed over and over again, but never gave up. Cecilio always looked at her with a calm expression. She was wrong, and he would neither be disappointed nor remind her.

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

She held the heavy pistol and smiled happily at Cecilio, "Daddy, I succeeded."

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

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

Hearing this, Cecilio was not angry either.

Su Qingjia has lost a lot of weight in the past year, and her once plump little hands have become much slender. Cecilio held his daughter's hand, tapped his finger on the tip of Su Qingjia's nose, and said something to her. Su Qingjia would remember that sentence for the rest of her life.

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

Su Qingjia seemed to understand.

Cecilio directly gave Su Qingjia a credit card and said, "Let's go play with my sister. You should have fun while playing."

"good."

Su Qingjia, who was carrying a credit card, walked with a breeze, as if she was carrying the whole world in her arms and could buy the entire earth in a minute.

While shopping, Su Qingjia walked to an ice cream shop on the street and said in a coquettish voice: "Boss, bring out the most expensive ice cream in your shop!"

The boss couldn't help laughing and asked: "Beautiful lady, how many ice creams do you want?"

Snapped!

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