LETTING LOOSE AFTER MARRYING A TYCOON

Chapter 61-65

Chapter 61: A Serious Question

Song Ci's eyes were slightly swollen by the time she got home. She was embarrassed to even look at Han Zhan. After all, she was an angelic bitch.

Song Ci took a shower, changed her clothes, and put on a facial mask to reduce swelling.

It was 9.30pm and Han Zhan was about to take a shower and sleep. He saw Song Ci lying in bed with her face covered with a facial mask and her eyes closed. Thinking that she couldn't see, he didn't hide away and directly took off his clothes to take a shower.

Hearing the sound of water, Song Ci's face felt slightly warm under the mask.

Was he going to shower just like that?

As long as she opened her eyes, Song Ci would be able to see Han Zhan naked. Should I take a look? Song Ci wanted to look but felt that it was impolite. On second thought, she and Han Zhan would sleep together sooner or later. It would be the same, no matter if she looked at him earlier or later, but it would be a waste not to look!

After thinking it through, Song Ci immediately opened her eyes and leaned against the bedside to admire Han Zhan.

The steam rose from the bathroom and a thin layer of mist covered the transparent tea-colored glass. Han Zhan's legs were covered by the mist and she couldn't see clearly, but Song Ci knew that there were many big and small wounds on Han Zhan, and there was no chance to count them all.

What did he do as a soldier in the past? With so many injuries, he was obviously no ordinary soldier.

Song Ci fell into deep thought. By the time she snapped out of her trance, she saw that Han Zhan had already turned around. He was standing behind the glass, wiping away a part of the water mist in front of him. A pair of gray-blue eyes was staring straight at Song Ci through the transparent glass.

Han Zhan didn't expect Song Ci to be so lecherous as to peek at him bathing. Han Zhan was slightly surprised, upon catching her cheap shot.

Having been discovered, Song Ci hurriedly got out of bed and ran into the toilet to wash off her facial mask.

By the time she came out after completing her skincare routine, Han Zhan was already lying down on the bed in his pyjamas. "9: 58 P.M." Han Zhan glanced at Song Ci and said, "Get into bed, I'm going to turn off the light." He didn't pursue the fact that she had peeked at him, allowing Song Ci to heave a sigh of relief.

Song Ci hurriedly climbed into bed and laid down beside Han Zhan.

Pa!

The lights were off.

The electric curtains covering the French windows started to close, making a sliding sound. The room was instantly plunged into complete darkness.

Song Ci admired Han Zhan's good sleeping habits, as she couldn't fall asleep at all. Song Ci suddenly turned over and poked Han Zhan's shoulder with her index finger. "Brother Han, are you asleep?"

Han Zhan opened his eyes and looked into the darkness.

"Not yet." There was a young lady lying beside him, and Han Zhan was no gentleman, so how could he fall asleep? This was especially so since this young lady was drooling over his body.

Song Ci's fingers moved restlessly to Han Zhan's face and finally stopped at his rather high nose. Like making a glutinous rice ball, she rubbed Han Zhan's nose with her fingers. "I have a question that I would like to seek guidance from you."

Since she had already used the words 'to seek guidance', it must be something major.

Han Zhan said, "Speak." His nose felt slightly itchy and he wanted to scratch it.