Han Zhan couldn't understand the burden of being the most famous lady in Songci.
He snatched the plate in front of Song Ci, threw the two plates of food into a clean plastic bag, and said, "Send this outside the community later. There are a few stray dogs there, and they will eat it."
Brother Han will never waste food.
Song Ci pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "Then what should I eat?"
Han Zhan put on a black apron, took out a bunch of ingredients from the refrigerator, and said, "Tonight, we're having sweet and sour pork ribs, steamed mandarin fish, stir-fried broccoli, and spicy and sour shredded potatoes."
He held two potatoes in his hand and turned to ask Song Ci: "Is it okay?"
Song Ci secretly swallowed his saliva and said cruelly: "No, sweet and sour pork ribs will make you fat."
Han Zhan took a few glances at Song Ci's slender and charming figure, and suddenly said, "From now on, you must eat regularly and stop losing weight."
Song Ci was about to retort when she heard Han Zhan say, "You need to grow some meat so you can have children."
Song Dynasty Porcelain: "..."
Yes, she is the one who will give birth to Han Zhan's child.
Han Zhan cooked very quickly, and the dishes he made weren't particularly delicious, but they weren't as unpalatable as Song Ci had imagined. However, Han Zhan's dishes of hot and sour shredded potatoes and sweet and sour spareribs were excellent, and even Song Ci, who was known for her appetite control, couldn't help but eat some.
After dinner, Han Zhan went upstairs. After more than ten minutes, he came down with a piece of A4 paper.
Song Ci was sitting on the sofa in his living room watching Animal World. Han Zhan came over, slapped the A4 paper on the coffee table, and said to Song Ci condescendingly with his arms folded across his chest, "From now on, you must live strictly according to the rules on this table."
Song Ci looked at Han Zhan doubtfully, then hesitantly reached out and picked up the A4 paper on the table.
In the middle of the paper, it was written——【Hanjia Household Rules and Regulations】
Song Ci raised her eyebrows and said, "It's true."
After complaining, Song Ci went to read the following details -
1. Go to bed early and get up early. Don’t stay up later than 10 o’clock and get up no later than 6:30.
2. Use your eyes in moderation and avoid playing with mobile phones or computers for long periods of time.
3. Do not skip breakfast, do not lose weight, and eat three meals a day on time.
4. Do not wear overly revealing clothing (excessive exposure refers to exposing the back, thighs, or chest).
5. No ice water or cold drinks allowed. No more than 200ml of coffee per day. No more than two ice creams per week.
After reading the whole article, Song Ci was about to despair.
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 said to him: "It is not good for girls to always drink cold water. From now on, you can only drink warm water from this cup."
Song Ci was stunned for a long while, then looked at Han Zhan and said quietly: "No wonder your girlfriend wants to dump you. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to stand you either." She is fussy and likes to discipline people. This is obviously like finding an old father, not a husband.
Han Zhan was not angry when he heard this. He sincerely suggested: "Miss Song, if you can't stand it, you can dump me." Since Miss Song had already called him out, it seemed that she was serious.
Song Dynasty Porcelain:...
She couldn't dump Han Zhan. Not only that, she had to hold on to him tightly.
Song Ci held the paper in her left hand and flicked it with her left index finger. She showed a naughty and lovable expression and teased Han Zhan: "Brother Han, do you have to control how I scream in bed?"
Han Zhan really couldn't answer such a question.
After winning the game, Song Ci felt a little better.
"I agree to everything you say." Song Ci suddenly became serious. She reached out her right hand and hesitantly took Han Zhan's hand.
Han Zhan lowered his eyes and looked at Song Ci, who suddenly looked like a lost dog. He didn't understand her sudden change of mood and what she was going to do. His girlfriend was too young, her thoughts were always jumping and she was too dramatic.
Song Ci looked up at him and said, "Han Zhan, you gave me the identity of Mrs. Han, so you must also give me the dignity of being Mrs. Han."
Han Zhan nodded. "Of course. As long as you are my Mrs. Han for one day, there will only be you by my side and in my eyes. No one can look down on you or insult you, including me."
Song Ci felt relieved.
"Then you have to protect me well. If I die suddenly, you will become a widower who lost his wife at a young age. It will not be easy for you to remarry in the future." Song Ci said half-threateningly and half-aggrievedly.
Han Zhan didn't know whether to be angry or laugh after hearing this. "Men in the Han family don't remarry."
After hearing this, Song Ci curled his lips inwardly and thought to himself, who would believe you?
You are talented and beautiful. If I really die, you will definitely marry again.
Han Zhan bent down and held Song Ci in his arms. Knowing that she was uneasy, 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. You won't die."
Song Ci closed his eyes.
These were the words she was waiting for.
"Han Zhan, thank you."
Han Zhan let go of Song Ci and turned to look at the black clock on the wall. "It's nine forty. Go upstairs and go to bed."
Song Ci obediently followed Han Zhan upstairs and back to her room.
In her previous life, Song Ci and Cheng Ziang had a chaotic life together, and they only shared a bed on their wedding night. That night, Song Ci discovered that Cheng Ziang was inhumane. Feeling humiliated and angry, Cheng Ziang slept in a separate room from Song Ci.
To be honest, Song Ci has never had the experience of sleeping in the same bed with a man.
She lay obediently in bed, watching Han Zhan walk into the room in his pajamas and lie down beside her. There was a woody fragrance on Han Zhan's clothes. There was no perfume in Han Zhan's house, so it must be the scent of his dryer sheets.
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