Chapter 102

After saying goodbye to Cheng Yanmo, Mu Qiu went home. She washed her hair in the bath. She took off her turban and found a hair dryer to dry her hair. Opening the drawer, Mu Qiu reaches for the hair dryer, but her eyes are taken away by the ruler beside the hair dryer.

Thinking of the post I had seen before, I don't know what form it was. Mu Qiu took out the ruler, pulled it out, and compared it.

Mu Qiu lost his ruler and his heart beat wildly.

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Song porcelain took off the neck bracket today. On the way home, Han Zhan couldn't help glancing at Song porcelain's neck when waiting for the red light several times. It's easy to leave his own mark on his white neck...

Han Zhan's eyes were so aggressive that song porcelain noticed it and was restless. She knew that she would not be able to go to bed until midnight. Thinking of what would happen later, song porcelain was afraid and expected.

Han Ge is good at technique and physical strength. Song porcelain likes to be close to Han Zhan. However, physical strength is too good to be a good thing.

The car drove into the underground garage, Han Zhan and song porcelain quietly untied their seat belts to get off the car and entered the elevator one after the other. Song porcelain stands close to the elevator door, Han Zhan is slightly back.

Song porcelain stares at the reflected wall of the elevator, and sees that Han Zhan is staring at his body all the time behind him, just like looking at his own belongings, his eyes are domineering and deep. The elevator rises slowly, song porcelain and Han Zhan still have no conversation, but there is another invisible flame burning and baking in the elevator car.

The longer the silence now, the more shocking the explosion will be later.

The elevator finally stops at Han Zhan's door.

Han Zhan bought a house is a ladder, the elevator directly to his door, from the elevator out of the porch belongs to his home. They step out of the elevator, song porcelain in front, Han Zhan in the back.

Song porcelain took out the key in the bag to open the door. As soon as the key was inserted into the keyhole, he was surrounded by a pair of powerful iron arms. Han Zhan grabs song porcelain ear root.

After being stimulated, song porcelain's scalp was numb and her hands were shaking. She trembled to open the door, and as soon as she opened the door, Han Zhan pushed her body from behind and fell into the room.

Song porcelain almost fell down, and was held by Han Zhan, who had long hands and feet. After a whirl of the earth, song porcelain's back against the wall, she looked up to Han Zhan's suggestive eyes of desire, in a dark surprise.

"Brother Han." She swallowed her mouth subconsciously. Pointing to the second floor, song porcelain said, "to the second floor?"

"No

Han Zhan suddenly picked up song porcelain and took her to the French window of the living room. After putting down the song porcelain, Han Zhan opens the curtain, and the prosperous night scene slowly unfolds at the feet of the two people.

Han Zhan at her side said: "porcelain treasure, I will accompany you to have fun tonight."

Hearing this, song porcelain's legs are soft...

Song porcelain looks at the gorgeous night lamp, and feels a little hot. She can't help but think of following Han Zhan home on the first day. She stands in front of the French window and teases Han Zhan like an old driver.

At that time, song porcelain won't really touch her with Han Zhan, so she has no fear. But now it's time for real swords and guns to come on the stage. Song porcelain, on the contrary, counsels.

"Scared?" Han Zhan asked deliberately.

Stimulated by Han Zhan, song porcelain suddenly became anti bony and said: "who is afraid of who is a dog?"

After a long time, the enthusiasm gradually subsided. Every bone in Song porcelain's body exudes a languid and powerless breath. Her head lies on Han Zhan's pillow, her hair is short, and her ears are slightly red.

Han Zhan brought a cup of warm water to coax song porcelain to drink, deliberately teasing her: "porcelain dog, drink water."

Song porcelain:...

"I am your porcelain treasure before going to bed, and I am your porcelain dog after sleeping. Brother Han, you are too realistic." Song porcelain took a hard look at Han Zhan. Then he opened his mouth and sipped his mouth.

The voice that has cried has been moistened with warm water and is much more comfortable.

Han Zhan smiles.

Song porcelain felt that her lips were dry. She mumbled, "where is my lip membrane?"

Han Zhan asked her, "which is it?"

Song porcelain closed his eyes and said, "the most delicate one, dark green."

"Let me see." Han Zhan put down his water cup and went to the dresser of song porcelain. He looked in the drawer and found two small dark green pots. "There are two, both dark green," he said

Song porcelain: "one is eye cream, the other is Lip Mask."

Han Zhan simply took both of them. Song porcelain opened his eyes and pointed to one of them. Han Zhan handed it to her, but song porcelain put the lip mask into Han Zhan's right hand. She said, "you can wipe it for me."

Han Zhan took off his gloves and prosthetic limb, and could only hold the lip mask with his thumb and the remaining two fingers. He looked at Song porcelain and agreed, "OK."

Song porcelain lies directly on Han Zhan's leg. She is still not satisfied. She says, "your muscles are too hard. It would be better to be soft."

Han Zhan told her: "a lot of men don't pay attention to fitness and exercise, and they get fat after 30. Do you like something fatter? "

Song porcelain thought about Han Zhan's fat appearance.He is tall and fat again...

when he gets into the car, the wheel will probably shrink. Press on her. She's going to die.

Song porcelain quickly shook his head, "it's better to be strong."

Han Zhan chuckles.

He carefully applied the lip mask to song porcelain. Although it was his first time to do this, his action was not clumsy. After finishing, Han Zhan stares at Song porcelain's eyelashes. Her eyes are closed and her curled eyelashes cast a fan-shaped shadow on the fundus of her eyes.

Han Zhan swept the eyelashes of song porcelain.

Song porcelain said: "all blame you, hate what is not good, but hate long hair. If my hair is still there, I feel comfortable. " When it comes to hair, song porcelain feels blocked.

Han Zhan also knew that he was in the wrong. He did not compete with song porcelain. He only sincerely praised him and said, "you look good like this."

Song porcelain hummed with pride. She said, "no, I'm song porcelain. Since high school, I've been a school flower. A few years ago, the University League voted for the most beautiful school flower, and I was the top of the list every time. "

Han Zhan pretended to be surprised, "Oh? Is it so good? "

"Yes, if you marry a beautiful young girl like me, brother Han, you should laugh in your sleep."

Han Zhan was amused by song porcelain. "Yes, it was my toad who ate the swan."

Knowing that Han Zhan was just amusing himself, but listening to him belittle himself, song porcelain felt uncomfortable again.

Song porcelain suddenly opened her eyes and took a serious look at Han Zhan. She touched Han Zhan's face and said, "it's me who has climbed up to you." Song porcelain is very aware of its own several jin, with Han Zhan's status and financial resources, song porcelain is not worthy of him.

It was she who was born again. After knowing Han Zhan's real identity, she deliberately approached Han Zhan before others stepped on the long leg. Without the golden finger of rebirth, song porcelain and Han Zhan would always be strangers.

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