Military Marriage: Young Master Han's Intriguing Wife

Chapter 069 The tyrant Han Shao Han Shaoting walked into Song Lingzi's apartment, he walked to the living room spontaneously and turned on the TV to watch the show. ㊣(╯▽╰). co? Song Lingzi gritted her teeth, this man actually doesn't understand her at all.She waited in the photo studio for a whole day today, and she was so tired that she was about to lie down. Fortunately, he pretended to be an uncle as soon as he entered the room.

"Young Master Han, what do you eat?" Song Lingzi asked the man in front of the TV very kindly with a smile on her face.

"Whatever." Han Shaoting stared at the TV, throwing out such a sentence was completely a way of coping.

"Young Master Han, you can order whatever you want, I don't know how to make it." Song Lingzi replied with a fake smile.

Han Shaoting looked back at Song Lingzi. "I will eat whatever you cook."

Your uncle's.Song Lingzi really wanted to throw this sentence out, but in the end, she changed it to a euphemism. "Young Master Han, I'm not going to cook. I'll order takeaway. What do you want to eat? Italian pizza, or a burger? Otherwise, it's Chinese takeaway."

Han Shaoting frowned tightly, what's so delicious about these things? "The food bought outside is unhygienic and contains a lot of salt, which is not good for your health. It is best to cook it yourself."

"But I don't plan to cook." Song Lingzi had a showdown, "I'm exhausted, you can figure it out."

Confused, Han Shaoting glanced at the TV and then at the kitchen.In fact, it's not that the TV is so good, but that the feeling of being a male host is really good.Besides, Han Shaoting himself is more or less a bit male-dominated and female-dominated. In his opinion, men should go out and shed their blood, and women should stay at home and be pampered beauties. "Well, you just soak two bowls of noodles."

Instant noodles?Song Lingzi's mouth twitched, but she still preferred to order takeaway. "I'd better order takeaway." With that said, Song Lingzi picked up the phone, ready to order takeaway.

When Han Shaoting heard that he was going to order takeaway, he hurried forward and pressed the phone. "Cook some porridge, maybe go and order takeaway." Han Shaoting's stomach is extremely sensitive, and he dare not eat outside food.To others, he would definitely get a stomach ache when he ate the food that was considered innocuous by others. "How about I wash the rice for you?"

Song Lingzi glanced at him, what did he do just now? "Okay, let's make porridge."

Upon hearing this, Han Shaoting immediately rolled up his sleeves and prepared to go to the kitchen to wash the rice.

Song Lingzi took out a bowl of rice from the rice bucket, poured it into a basin, and handed it to him.Han Shaoting did what he said, and immediately took it under the tap to rinse.

Song Lingzi took out a few dishes from the refrigerator, ready to cook some dishes to eat with porridge.

Looking back at Han Shaoting, seeing that he was still washing the rice, he frowned involuntarily and said, "Don't wash the rice too many times. If you wash too much, the nutrition will be lost."

Han Shaoting frowned, will it?In his view, things get cleaner the more they are washed, and he doesn't think about nutrition.

Song Lingzi walked over and handed him the pot. "Put the rice in and some water."

Han Shaoting took it over, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Who can cook porridge." His majestic colonel was actually despised by a woman, which really damaged his glorious image.

Song Lingzi raised her eyebrows and did not refute him.Han Shaoting poured the rice into the pot, added water by the way, then wiped off the water at the bottom of the pot with a rag, put the pot into the rice cooker, and pressed the button to prepare porridge.

Song Lingzi washed the vegetables, picked the leaves, and then began to fry the vegetables with oil. When the porridge was almost cooked, Song Lingzi had already cooked three dishes and put them on the table.

This time, Han Shaoting didn't dare to pretend to be an uncle in front of the sofa, so he quickly got up and scooped up two bowls of porridge and put them on the table.Two people sit around a table and eat, the scene is simple but warm.

While eating, Song Lingzi stared at Han Shaoting who was opposite, and suddenly felt a sense of peace of mind.This feeling made her feel very at ease.

In her previous life, she had heard a woman say that what a woman wants when she gets married is peace of mind.No matter where you go, it seems that if you have a home, you will have a sense of security and a sense of belonging.

Song Lingzi couldn't understand this feeling before. She always felt that a marriage that wasn't married for love was destined to be unhappy. As a result, she waited hard for love, but still didn't get the result.

First flower, then fruit, that is the natural order.If the flower blooms, there is no fruit, and in the end, it can only wither like a leaf, falling into the dust and turning into nothing.

It's like, a man says he loves you but doesn't marry you, no amount of love can resist the attack of fleeting years.The so-called eternity, in fact, is just a moment of eternity.

After thinking about it, Song Lingzi felt more and more that marrying Han Shaoting was not a bad thing, as long as she worked hard, she could always get the result she wanted.

After the meal, Han Shaoting automatically stood up to clean up the dishes.A hint of admiration flashed in Song Lingzi's eyes, this man is malleable.

Here, Han Shaoting was washing the dishes, while Song Lingzi began to peel the fruit, cut each piece of fruit into small pieces, inserted them with toothpicks, and put them on the coffee table in the living room.

Han Shaoting wiped off the water in his hands, walked out, saw the fruit on the table, and said with a smile: "Is there dessert after dinner?"

"Well, do you want to eat?" Song Lingzi asked.

Han Shaoting didn't have the habit of eating fruit after eating, so he hesitated for a while, then walked to the sofa and sat down, picked up a piece with a toothpick and put it in his mouth. "Not bad, very sweet."

"Is it very sweet?" Song Lingzi was a little surprised. She thought the fruit was not ripe enough, so it probably wasn't sweet.

Seeing that she didn't believe his words, Han Shaoting put a piece of fruit to Song Lingzi's mouth without even thinking about it.

Song Lingzi felt that Han Shaoting's eyes were strange, so she asked unnaturally: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it just feels like an old couple." Han Shaoting replied with a smile.

Song Lingzi's face turned red all of a sudden.Picking up the pillow, she hit Han Shaoting twice, and muttered, "Who is with your old husband and wife? You are used to being shameless, so I..." Before she could finish speaking, Song Lingzi found a picture of Han Shaoting. The face enlarged in front of her, "What are you doing..."

Song Lingzi was already speechless, because Han Shaoting blocked her mouth and slowly painted her lips and even her tongue.Song Lingzi opened her round eyes wide and leaned stiffly on Han Shaoting's arms, as if she couldn't believe that Han Shaoting would make a surprise attack and kiss her under such circumstances.

When Han Shaoting first kissed Song Lingzi, he was joking, but as soon as his lips touched Song Lingzi's, he found that he couldn't control his behavior.

Her lips are so sweet, even better than the sweetness of fruit, Han Shaoting thought to himself, he should practice kissing with his future wife more when he has time.Even if you can't eat meat now, it's good to eat a piece of meat.

Han Shaoting kissed her for a while, and seeing Song Lingzi's eyes widen, he couldn't help laughing in a low voice: "Next time I kiss you, can you close your eyes?" Seeing a look of embarrassment flashing across Song Lingzi's face, he added One sentence: "Well, the taste is very good, very sweet."

Song Lingzi blushed and was extremely ashamed when he said this.How can anyone be like this, first dislike her for not closing her eyes, and then say that she smells good, this is not teasing, what is it?Guozi will order.

Thinking about it this way, Song Lingzi became more and more unhappy. This Han Shaoting probably coaxed himself into being an outside woman.So, she said to Han Shaoting angrily, "Who allowed you to kiss me?"

"You are married to me, and you are my wife. Kissing your own wife is not a crime, is it?" Han Shaoting looked at Song Lingzi with a smile, his pretty brows raised slightly.

"You—" Song Lingzi was annoyed, this man really pushed his nose and face. "I'm not your wife yet."

Who knows, Han Shaoting immediately took out his household registration booklet, ID card, and political review materials, and waved them in front of Song Lingzi. "Tomorrow will be it." There was indescribable complacency and pride in that expression.

Song Lingzi's heart beat faster in an instant. "Do you want to register tomorrow?" Every time she saw those people smiling happily with red notebooks, she was envious to death.

In her opinion, the red book is ugly, but once it is related to marriage, she finds that no matter how ugly it is, it is probably the favorite of women.With this red book, there is no guarantee that a man will love a woman for the rest of his life, but at least it proves that a man is sincere to a woman.

I remember watching movies in the past, the hero would say to the heroine affectionately, I can give you everything except marriage.In fact, men can't give women anything except marriage.If he gives women financial and material satisfaction, it only shows that he raises women as pets or mistresses, which does not mean true love.

If he really loves a woman, a man will not be stingy with guaranteeing a woman's marriage.If he refuses to get married, there can only be two reasons. He doesn't love women, or he loves himself more, so he won't easily set himself a trap.

"What? Do you want to go back on your word?" Han Shaoting jokingly said, "Unfortunately, now the arrow is on the string and has to be fired. If you don't go, I can sue you for fraudulent marriage."

Song Lingzi blinked her long eyelashes, and asked with a smile, "What did I deceive you about?"

"Cheated my feelings." Han Shaoting pretended to be hurt, as if something really happened. "You've made me lose the motivation to fall in love."

"Come on less." Song Lingzi sneered. "It's really the biggest loss for the entertainment industry if Young Master Han doesn't go to the entertainment industry."

When Han Shaoting heard this compliment, he was not happy at all. He sat on the sofa, raised his feet, and said disdainfully: "Don't compare me with those butchers. In the military camp, anyone who picks them up is better than them. I don't know." What are those little girls obsessed with? All of them are either white chickens or sissies."

Song Lingzi chuckled, "He is a superstar after all, so don't step on it so low."

Hearing this, Han Shaoting took out a lighter and lit it, and said dismissively: "Those people, shine my shoes, I think they are dirty." Some stars in the entertainment industry do rely on their strength and luck to get to the top, but, Most people are not clean.To put it bluntly, she is just a high-level courtesan.

Song Lingzi remained silent. In fact, she also knew some inside information.In the past, because of her career and Zhuo Tianyuan's relationship, she also came into contact with those glamorous stars.To be honest, these stars also have their own pressures of survival and difficulties of helplessness.

Everyone who chooses a profession has to accept the unspoken rules of that profession.In the eyes of outsiders, maybe this is dirty and unbearable, but if you think about it from another standpoint, you are not like that either?

In order to work and support their families, everyone strives to polish themselves again and again.Sometimes, it's not me who is wrong, but I am the one who is responsible. Sometimes, I have worked hard, but in the eyes of others, I am still lazy.No matter what kind of work you do, you will have the kind of anger you feel. The more beautiful and decent the job, there may be unknown sadness and pain behind it.

"Don't talk about that." Song Lingzi changed the topic, "I haven't got my information yet, so I probably can't register."

Han Shaoting glanced at her and said casually, "Do you not want to get married?"

"How is that possible?" Song Lingzi retorted, "I didn't delay on purpose. Those materials were said to be verified before they could be approved for me."

Han Shaoting was just teasing Song Lingzi, seeing that she was so serious, he stopped embarrassing her.Picking up the phone, Han Shaoting dialed a number.

The moment the phone was connected, Han Shaoting said directly to the person on the phone: "I hope that the documents for my fiancée's marriage review can be sent to me tomorrow."

Song Lingzi watched him call and hang up in one go, and had to say a word of convincing.Powerful people are like this, everything, in their eyes, is always easy, but ordinary people want to do it, they have to pay thousands of times of effort and price, and they may not be successful.

"What are you looking at?" Seeing Song Lingzi looking straight at him, Han Shaoting said angrily. They have done it, I guess you and I are both in their seventies and eighties, what are you still getting married for?"

Seventy or eighty?Three black lines appeared on Song Lingzi's forehead, which is not so exaggerated. "I'm not as strong as you. Of course I dare not order others to do things."

When Han Shaoting heard this, he became angry. This woman didn't listen to what she should have heard, but she also likes to remember what she shouldn't hear.She can't order others, can't she "instruct" her future husband? "Stupid is just stupid, it won't be because you don't admit that you are stupid, your brain will not be stupid." Han Shaoting pointed at her brain and said bitterly.

Song Lingzi was speechless. She had been with Zhuo Tianyuan in her previous life, and no one had said she was stupid. Unexpectedly, in Han Shaoting's eyes, her IQ was on a straight-line decline. "I'm close to vermilion, red and close to ink, black..."

Before she could finish speaking, Song Lingzi noticed that Han Shaoting's complexion had become extremely grim, and she immediately shut her mouth, thinking to herself, a tyrant is a tyrant, and she doesn't allow others to say what she doesn't like to hear, what kind of human rights is this?