Chapter 90 Tan Zheng: Spend your time and trap me

Seeing Song Ni's rare and unpromising appearance, the man laughed out loud.

"Why, don't you want it?"

Song Ni replied immediately.

"Yes, why don't you? Will you modify it for me after choosing?"

Tan Zheng glanced at her and smiled.

"You think beautifully."

Song Ni pointed upstairs with a smile.

"If I don't modify it, I'll pick it upstairs."

How can she be worthy of her conscience if her husband is so rich and she doesn’t make a good fuss?

Tan Zheng took out the cigarette box from his pocket, took out one and bit it in his mouth, and habitually played with the lighter in his hand for a few times before igniting it.

The sound of "rubbing" was very pleasant.

The man was not in a hurry to suck, and just bit his mouth, allowing the smoke to smoke his eyes.

There is only one headlight downstairs on the operating table, and every parking space in the rest of the parking space is a small light.

Song Ni was in a dark place, and Tan Zheng stood next to the operating table, and the light hit him, making him look taller, like a god.

But this god who should be regarded as a belief is obviously not serious.

He was smoking a cigarette.

There are seven emotions and six desires that every ordinary person has.

Song Ni felt that the red dot of the cigarette butt was like a star of enlightenment. It was guiding and inducing, allowing her to approach Tan Zheng step by step.

I want to make this originally inappropriate God even more injustice.

So Song Ni stepped forward, snatched the cigarette from his mouth, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently.

More intense and more exciting.

People often use drunkenness to relieve sorrow and relieve stress from thick smoke.

Song Ni thought of the night when she went to the mountain to find Tan Zheng for the first time, he sat in the second floor private room smoking a cigarette. At that time, she felt that her hands were explosive.

Of course, she still felt so at this moment.

But she wanted to find an answer.

So, she hated the smell of smoke and picked up the cigarette that was bitten by Tan Zheng and put it in her mouth. She recalled the way Tan Zheng smoked in the past, and took a deep breath as he imitated him.

Tan Zheng smoked, and after a circle of lungs, he could spit it out freely.

It is obvious that Song Ni is so reckless that she is choking.

The cough was heartbreaking and the eyes were red.

Tan Zheng frowned and took the cigarette, and gently patted Song Ni's back with one hand.

"What cigarettes are you smoking?"

The smoking posture just now didn't even dare to even some old cigarette guns.

Song Ni didn't expect that she would just take a sip and that she had such a great momentum.

My heart and lungs were sore that I coughed, and my eyes were filled with tears.

Tan Zheng was angry and cursed.

"Should!"

But the movements on the hands did not pause at all.

After a while, Song Ni straightened her back and breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's the point of smoking this thing?"

"It's hard to get it, you can still grab it?"

"I just want to give it a try."

Try what it feels like to help Tan Zheng relieve sorrow and relieve stress.

"Don't touch it again in the future."

Song Ni nodded.

She really doesn't want to touch it.

“When did you start smoking?”

Tan Zheng frowned, unable to remember, and he had already started to suck when he started playing with the car.

"Who are you smoking?"

The man frowned even tighter.

"Who else should I smoke a cigarette?"

Song Ni grabbed Tan Zheng's arm and supported her, exerted a little force, and stood up straight from Tan Zheng's arms.

"Yes, I'm just because of the cigarette you smoke."

Tan Zheng:......

The man glanced at her.

"Are you quite proud?"

Tan Zheng didn't understand where Song Ni's complacent spirit came from, but she was right. There was nothing to smoke in this thing, and he didn't want Song Ni to smoke because of him.

Every girl's house is so fragrant.

Song Ni snorted.

Tan Zheng patted her head.

"Go and pick one you like."

“Remodeled?”

"change."

"You are so nice, husband."

The man snorted.

"If you promise me not to smoke in the future, you can choose the ones upstairs."

Song Ni:!!!!!!

"Wow, husband, you are too generous, would you give too much?"

“Wedding gift.”

"...Can I pick a few more cars, my husband?"

It shouldn't be too much to have more wedding gifts?

Is it so much happiness to be able to marry her?

Tan Zheng narrowed his eyes and looked at the little girl's glowing eyes and curled his mouth.

"The lion opened his mouth?"

"I believe my father-in-law will definitely agree."

Father-in-law?

The man frowned.

After thinking about it, I realized that Song Ni was talking about his old man.

Tan’s mansion, when Tan Dong, who had just returned home from get off work, was about to go to the gym to exercise, suddenly sneezes. Seeing that he was wearing only a vest on such a cold day, Mrs. Tan stepped forward and twisted it on his arm.

“You can’t wear more when you exercise?”

“You shouldn’t wear it if you exercise.”

Tan Dong can wear a vest because Mrs. Tan always says that even though she is over fifty years old, Tan Dong's figure can still kill a group of young and handsome guys in seconds.

The muscle profile under the white vest is looming.

It can be said that Tan Zheng developed the habit of fitness since childhood and Tan Dong are inseparable from Tan Dong.

Tan Zheng didn't understand what happened to him who sent the car to Song Ni to lock up his house.

"What did he agree with?"

Song Ni pointed to the car on this floor and began to gesture.

"I can choose the car."
To be continued...