“Tsk.”
In the still-warm weather, with a light drizzle, Song Ci wore a dark purple windbreaker and her hair tied high in a ponytail. She walked out of the airport wearing sneakers and carrying a small suitcase, and saw her husband, Han Zhan, at the airport entrance.
"Song Fei, Brother Jiang, Han Zhan is here to pick me up. I'll leave first." Song Ci said goodbye to Song Fei and Yan Jiang, then walked briskly to Han Zhan while dragging her suitcase.
Han Zhan took her suitcase and put it in the trunk.
Song Ci noticed Han Zhan had switched to a black SUV. Recognizing it as a Rolls-Royce Cullinan, she was stunned. "Brother Han, is this jet-black car yours?"
Han Zhan was shocked by the adjective "pitch black".
He stared at his car, lost in self-doubt.
"Why are you willing to change your car?" Song Ci had known Han Zhan for so long, and Han Zhan had always driven his low-key Volvo, not at all like a CEO. Now that he had changed to a luxury car, Song Ci suddenly felt like she had married a wealthy man.
Han Zhan was amused by Song Ci's feigned surprise. "Okay, stop teasing me."
Song Ci got into the car, touching here and there, like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden. Han Zhan was helpless, just watching her touching here and there, and when he couldn't bear it any longer, Han Zhan said, "Okay, save some strength, go back and touch me if you want to touch me."
Long Yu: “!”
Song Ci's ears turned red silently and she stopped touching anything.
The car parked in the underground garage, and Long Yu left. Song Ci still sat in the car and refused to leave. Han Zhan asked her, "Are you not getting out?"
Song Ci smiled shyly and said, "Brother Han, that..."
Han Zhan raised an eyebrow. "What?"
Song Ci, like a young girl in love, pinched the zipper of her jacket with her hands, bit her lip, and said embarrassedly: "Well, we have tried everywhere, but we haven't tried it in the car..."
She raised her head, winked at Han Zhan seductively, and said, "Let's try it."
Her expression was as shy as she could be, and her words were as lewd as they could be.
Han Zhan was so amused by her behavior that he felt a little hot all over.
"Then give it a try."
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Forty minutes later, the two returned home. Song Ci felt unwell and quickly went into the bathroom to take a shower.
After taking a shower, Song Ci lay down on the bed and said listlessly, "I'm so tired. I want to sleep."
The car wasn’t as comfortable as I had imagined, but it was exciting.
After the stimulation, Song Ci felt tired and fell sleepy quickly.
Han Zhan didn't go to work in the afternoon. He lay down next to Song Ci and said to her, "There is something I want to tell you."
"Hmm?" Song Ci played with the remaining three fingers on Han Zhan's right hand and asked him, "What's the matter?"
After a brief silence, Han Zhan told Song Ci: "I want you to shoot a promotional video for Zeus Aviation."
Song Ci's eyes lit up, she quickly sat up, turned her head and asked Han Zhan: "Do you want me to be the spokesperson?"
"Um."
Song Ci stretched out her hands, palms facing up, and asked Han Zhan, "How much is the endorsement fee?"
Han Zhan replied seriously, "Your endorsement fee won't be reduced by a cent. Yan Jiang's endorsement fee was five million for two years. Every year, he had to shoot a promotional video and ten promotional posters for the company, and fly with the plane once a year..."
Song Ci interrupted Han Zhan's report and said, "I don't want any of this."
Han Zhan stopped.
He looked at Song Ci, his eyes full of confusion. "Then what do you want?"
Song Ci smiled and said, "Just give me a kiss."
Han Zhan was slightly stunned.
Song Ci bent her fingers and urged Han Zhan: "Hurry up, Brother Han, give me a kiss."
Han Zhan laughed.
"good."
He lowered his head and kissed Song Ci's palm.
(There will be a second update tomorrow morning)
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