Reverse Rebirth 1990

Chapter 1146 1163 [Show some sincerity]
In the steam room——
Han Jiaren, who took off her wet skirt and changed into a steaming suit, was completely "alive".

The pink steaming suit was loosely worn on her body. Thinking of the pointing eyes of the women in the dressing room, Han Jiaren felt it was funny.

She took the towel, raised the towel to look like a horn, put it on her head, went to the sales office to get boiled eggs and sago milk, and then found a small room, lying on the hot ground happily, moaning: "Oh, it's so comfortable——I'm finally alive."

In the hall outside, Song Zhichao was wearing a blue sweat suit and mixed with a group of people uncomfortable.

Those Korean old ladies seemed to be very horny, pointing at him.

"Hey, that young man is so handsome!"

"Yeah, he's even more handsome than a celebrity!"

"Look, what a good figure he is --- those long legs, that broad shoulders and waist, tsk tsk!"

Korean aunts are drooling over Song Zhichao's figure.

Song Zhichao was very uncomfortable.

"I don't know where that girl Han Jiaren has gone!" Song Zhichao muttered, taking towels and searching from room to room.

There are many different types of rooms in places like steam rooms, such as those with pebbled floors, rooms with pine wood inside, and rooms that regulate body functions, etc. It can be said that it is suitable for all ages and meets various needs.

Song Zhichao finally found Han Jiaren.

Han Jiaren crossed her legs, with eggs still stuffed in her mouth, and when she saw Song Zhichao coming in, she waved to him, and said vaguely, "You...here - hurry up, eat eggs!" Song Zhichao a boiled egg.

Song Zhichao didn't take it. Although the boiled eggs are delicious, the taste is really not flattering.

Seeing that Song Zhichao didn't answer, Han Jiaren curled her lips, "Why, do you think the food I gave you is not tasty?"

Song Zhichao: "I don't like boiled eggs."

"What do you mean not to love?" Han Jiaren took the egg and smashed it on his forehead, peeled off the skin, and handed it to Song Zhichao again: "Hey, I peeled this for you with my own hands, do you want to eat it? "

Song Zhichao: "..."

Before he could speak, Han Jiaren had already stuffed the lovely egg into his mouth, "Eat it, my young master! I thank you for bringing me here, otherwise I would freeze to death!"

Helpless, Song Zhichao had no choice but to swallow a mouthful, er, let alone, the taste is very good, not boiled eggs, nor tea eggs, I don't know how these Koreans make them, the taste of eggs is a bit like spiced peanuts.

"Hee hee, isn't it delicious?" Han Jiaren asked with her beautiful eyes blinking.

Song Zhichao nodded, "It's okay."

"What's okay? It's delicious if it's delicious, and it's not delicious if it's not delicious. How can you be so ambiguous." Han Jiaren pouted, pretending to be angry.

Song Zhichao had an egg stuffed in his mouth, and it was inconvenient to speak, so he pointed at Simi Lu next to him.

Han Jiaren gave him Similu.

With the straw in hand, Song Zhichao took a sip beautifully, uh, comfortable!

"Hee hee, isn't it comfortable?" Han Jiaren was like a roundworm in Song Zhichao's stomach, knowing everything.

Song Zhichao: "Well, it's really nice here."

"Let me just say, we have a lot of good things in South Korea. Like you, you are either working or staying at home all day long. It's so boring!" It becomes a horned hat.

Seeing that Han Jiaren was about to put the hat on his head, Song Zhichao hurriedly dodged and said, "It's too ugly."

Han Jiaren: "What is ugly? Tom Cruise also wears this kind of hat in the steam room when he comes to Korea."

"Has Tom Cruise been to Korea?"

"Not only is he here, Michael Jackson is also here!" Han Jiaren helped Song Zhichao put on the horned hat, bragging.

Song Zhichao: "Mike? I know him, and I played basketball with him in the United States."

"Pfft!" Han Jiaren laughed, "Let me brag, you brag better than me!"

Song Zhichao didn't explain to Han Jiaren that in the United States, Song Zhichao bought Sony and helped Mike write "Kiss Goodbye". The two really are friends who talk about everything.

"If you really know Mike, do me a favor." Han Jiaren said suddenly.

"What are you busy with?"

"Get an autograph for me!" Han Jiaren grinned, "You said you know Mike, so it's not easy to get an autograph?"

Song Zhichao nodded: "It's not impossible to call him and ask him to mail a signed signature..."

Han Jiaren "poofed" and laughed again, "The more you talk about your coughing, the more wheezing you get—you just blow it!"

Song Zhichao was speechless, "Believe it or not!"

Han Jiaren: "Cut, it's boring!" After finishing speaking, she lay down on the ground again, with her head on her hands, and said to Song Zhichao, "How do you know that Lin Shiling?"

"We are partners."

"Oh, your business is quite big. You know Li Fuzhen, the eldest princess of the Samsung Group, and Lin Shiling, the eldest princess of the Elephant Group, and both of them are great beauties."

"What do you mean by that?" Song Zhichao sat down beside her.

Han Jiaren said in a displeased tone, "I mean, I got lucky. I thought that I would fly into the sky and become an advertising model. I even endorsed the advertisement of New Century Clothing Company, but who knew that someone poured it down with an ice bucket. It's heartbreaking!"

"If you have something to say, just say it."

"What's your relationship with that Lin Shiling?"

"Didn't you just say that we are partners."

"Ghosts believe it!" Han Jiaren curled her lips, "She saw me as if she had killed my father and enemy, and tortured me in this way, which shows that there must be something wrong between the two of you!"

"Ghost question!" Song Zhichao became impatient, "I think you watch too many Korean dramas."

"You're wrong! This is the sixth sense of us women!" Han Jiaren also sat up and stared at Song Zhichao with her beautiful eyes.

Song Zhichao was angry: "So what? Not only do I know Lin Shiling, but I also have a good relationship with her. How is it? Are you satisfied?"

"You bastard!" Han Jiaren suddenly beat Song Zhichao with his hands.

Song Zhichao grabbed her hand, "Are you crazy?"

"Yeah, I'm crazy! Who am I, why do I have to suffer this?" Han Jiaren's eyes turned red.

Song Zhichao sighed and let go of her hand, "If it's because of today's incident, I apologize to you on her behalf."

"Why do you have to apologize for her? Didn't you say it had nothing to do with her?"

Song Zhichao: "What exactly do you want?"

Han Jiaren: "Okay then, you apologize—but you must be sincere!"

"How can you be sincere?"

"For example..." Han Jiaren suddenly threw Song Zhichao to the ground.

Han Jiaren was on top of Song Zhichao.

Eyes facing each other, feeling each other's heartbeat.

Boom boom boom!
Boom boom boom!
"What are you going to do?" Song Zhichao asked.

"What am I going to do...you know..." Han Jiaren's beautiful eyes twinkled, her red lips were pursed and she slowly pressed down on Song Zhichao.

Seeing that a beautiful scene is about to appear, at this moment——
"President Song, I bought the clothes!" The private driver Quan Wulie pushed open the door without warning and broke in.

He carried a garment bag and looked very cheerful.

(End of this chapter)