I'm weak, I installed [Transmigration Book]

"Song Shao." The manager of Fuyushan asked Song Hanzhang cautiously, "These are all specially prepared by Chun Shao for you. He said he wanted to give you a surprise. Are you sure you want to remove them all?"

Song Hanzhang looked down at the birthday plan finalized by Chunle Shui. In addition to the rose rain that Chunle Shui was thinking about, he also arranged many places in the manor, such as the fireworks show that was going to be set off at Swan Lake. ?And spent a lot of money to prepare the artificial meteor shower.

It is indeed exhausting to engrave the word "romantic".

He threw the plan on the table, and said without hesitation, "Remove all of them, and leave none behind."

The manager could only respond, he was about to notify his subordinates, when Song Hanzhang said, "Wait a minute."

"What else do you want?"

"Don't tell Chun Leshui that I asked you to cancel it?" Song Hanzhang stood up, "Just say that something went wrong with your preparations."

The manager who obviously had no problems with his preparation could only nod his head.

Silently slandering these rich people is really wrong and walking them for fun.

"The matter is done,? The money that should be given will not be less than a penny." Song Hanzhang glanced at him and left the office.

The Song family is also one of the shareholders of Fuyu Mountain. It took nearly ten years to develop this mountain from a barren mountain before. The distance between the buildings on the front mountain is a little far, and the sightseeing cars in the park can be used as a means of transportation.

Song Hanzhang passed by the Swan Lake halfway up the mountain. The lake was clear, reflecting the trees on both sides. A group of black and white swans combed their feathers leisurely in the water.

Looking further back, Swan Lake extends into the depths of the forest, adjacent to another mountain peak, and the winding mountain road in the dense jungle can be seen faintly.

That mountain is one of the holy places of the drag racing party in Shencheng. The overall mountain road is not long, about five kilometers, but there are many bends, narrow slopes and steep slopes, and the driveway down the mountain is facing a cliff.

Soon the sightseeing car stopped at the back door of the villa with Song Hanzhang, and when he returned to the hall, he saw Chun Leshui and Jiang Buyan and Jiang Ming brothers at a glance.

The three gathered at the table, Jiang Buyi put one hand in his pocket and leaned against the wall, holding a wine glass, his eyes wandered aimlessly in the hall, and happened to meet Song Hanzhang who entered the door.

He raised the corners of his lips and smiled, looking friendly but made Song Hanzhang feel provocative.

Jiang Buyi raised his hand, and raised the wine glass at him from the air, the liquid in the glass shook slightly twice.

Song Hanzhang had just entered the door, so he couldn't pay him back without wine at hand, but Jiang Buyan just did it casually, turning his eyes back to Chun Leshui and Jiang Ming while drinking the wine.

Song Hanzhang looked along, Chun Leshui was feeding Jiang Ming.

The two stood side by side in front of the dessert table with their backs to him. Chun Leshui bent slightly, picked up a piece of exquisite pastry and put it on the porcelain plate in Jiang Ming's hand, and took a small fork from the tray Pass it to him.

Jiang Ming pinched the fork to split the pastry and fed it into his mouth.

Song Hanzhang couldn't see his expression, but Chun Leshui's expression was really seen by him, smiling like a flower, looking carefully, he was asking Jiang Ming if it was good.

A little far away, Song Hanzhang couldn't hear what he was thinking.

He looked away coldly, chatted with the person next to him who came to say hello, and looked over involuntarily.

This time his eyes fell on Jiang Ming.

Of course, Song Hanzhang was not looking at Jiang Ming, but at the suit on him.

Thinking that this suit was bought by Chunle Shui for Jiang Ming with his money, Song Hanzhang felt displeased no matter what.

"Hanzhang." Someone came over to talk to him with a glass of wine, "Happy birthday."

"Thank you." Song Hanzhang clinked glasses with them, and wanted to put his left hand into his trouser pocket, but accidentally touched something, and Song Hanzhang froze immediately.

The things in his trouser pockets are not other things, but Chunle Water spent 20 yuan or less than 19 yuan at all, such as [-] yuan nine, "handmade custom unique and very collectible" bought for him from a hundred yuan store Valuable and auspicious" ceramic dog.

After saying that he likes it, Song Hanzhang originally wanted to stuff the dog in, but Chun Leshui insisted that since he likes it, let him take it with him. I really want to stuff this dog in Chun Leshui's mouth.

Looking at Jiang Ming's clothes again, Song Hanzhang became angry.

He walked over with a glass of wine.

Chun Leshui did not expect Jiang Ming to have such a cute little hobby of liking sweets.

But because Jiang Ming has a fat-prone physique, he needs to work hard in the gym for two hours to offset the high calories in one bite, so when Chun Leshui handed the first bite of the small cake to his mouth, he refused it all .

His body was refusing, but Chun Leshui had a panoramic view of his yearning eyes, coaxing and coquettishly letting him taste it.

Jiang Ming couldn't resist him, and said duplicity that he only ate one bite. As a result, the moment the soft cake and cream melted on the tip of his tongue, Jiang Ming almost wanted to cry. It had been a long time since he had such a bite of sweets in order to maintain his figure.

Jiang Ming: TT

So with the first sip, there will be a second sip and a third sip. I don’t know how many sips. Anyway, after today, he will spend all his spare time in the gym.

His cheeks are slightly bulging from chewing food, and when he eats something he likes, he lights up his eyes and nods to Chun Leshui. Chun Leshui thinks it is so cute, so he keeps feeding him, almost forgetting the purpose of inviting Jiang Ming today up.

Of course, it was only almost, when seeing Song Hanzhang walking like them, Chun Leshui immediately called out with bright eyes: "Hanzhang."

【I'm coming! 】

[Song Hanzhang and Jiang Ming's meaningful first glance! 】

[Jiang Ming, who heard my voice, would turn his head before he could put down the cake in his hand. That handsome face carried the dazed and innocent feeling of hearing Song Hanzhang’s name for the first time, and his happiness was doubled because he ate something he liked. Eyes with a happy smile because of satisfaction...]

[Cake crumbs are stuck to the corner of his mouth, his cheeks are fluttering like a little hamster...]

[Such Jiang Ming!I can't help but just want to pamper him and buy him the most delicious sweets in the world even after I take a look at it. I don't believe Song Hanzhang won't be tempted! 】

[The scene where Jiang Ming gently raised his eyelids and looked at him will definitely leave a strong mark in Song Hanzhang's heart! 】

[Let him take a look, and he will never forget it! 】

Song Hanzhang: "..."

He felt that Chun Leshui's dancing was really wrong, and he should write a novel.

Look at these adjectives that don't have any repetitions, look at how he weaves such a picture-like scene in seconds, he should not only write novels, he should be a screenwriter.

He was so annoyed that he took a big sip of his wine and swept aside casually.

Jiang Ming, who had been eating very seriously, put the coconut shredded ball in his hand into his mouth after hearing the sound of Chun Leshui, and then he turned his head slowly. The joy Chun Leshui said was a little dazed, the corners of his mouth were covered with white shredded coconut, and his cheeks were bulging...

It cannot be said to be exactly the same, but it is exactly the same as what Chun Leshui imagined.

Song Hanzhang: "..."

He suddenly wanted to run away.

[Look, look, look, Song Gou is really dumbfounded! 】

[Jiang Ming has an irresistible attraction to him! 】

Song Hanzhang took a deep breath, clenched his hand hanging by his side, the veins on the back of his hand were slightly protruding, his knuckles were a little white, and the pain of nails digging into his palm kept him rational.

Jiang Ming quickly swallowed everything in his mouth: "Mr. Song?"

Chun Leshui was puzzled: "Do you know each other?"

Jiang Ming explained to him.

[Mistake, this is not their first meeting. 】

[But it doesn't matter, every time Jiang Ming meets Jiang Ming, he will leave a new impression on Song Dog. It is precisely because he is Song Hanzhang's destiny that they meet again and again! 】

[This is reasonable. 】

Song Hanzhang's eyes were heavy, and he gave Chun Leshui a threatening look.

【Why is Song Hanzhang staring at me? 】

Chun Leshui paused slightly after receiving his gaze, and then suddenly realized.

[Oh, I see, he must think I'm in the way here, he wants to be alone with Jiang Ming, he must want to explain to Jiang Ming that he doesn't love me, and he was forced to marry me by my grandfather! 】

【I know!I go!I'll make room for you right away so the two of you can live together! 】

Song Hanzhang's face was frosty, and he felt that there was a villain who was one to one with Chun Leshui standing on his shoulder, holding a needle and crazily stabbing his temple.

"That's it, I didn't expect such a coincidence." Chun Leshui smiled after hearing Jiang Ming's words, "Then you guys talk first, I'll go to the bathroom."

【The romantic surprise I prepared for them is ready. 】

The fire in Song Hanzhang's heart.

Expressionlessly, he tugged at the bow tie that Chun Leshui tied him, raised his glass to Jiang Ming and said, "I didn't expect that the friend our family Chun Chun said he wanted to invite was you. It's really a coincidence."

Snapped--

The white china plate was smashed to pieces.

Chun Leshui froze by the table, he suspected that there might be something wrong with his ears? ? ? ?

He seemed to be hallucinating just now, as if he heard Song Hanzhang call him "Chun Chun"? ? ?

He looked at Song Hanzhang in horror.

Then he watched Song Hanzhang put down the wine glass in his hand, squeezed his hand to check his palm, although there was still no big expression on that face and no big waves, but at least the words sounded concerned about him: "You didn't hurt your hand, did you?"

【…】

Seeing this scene, Jiang Ming laughed very brightly: "Le Shui, why didn't you tell me Mr. Song is your husband?"

There are six words written on his face——

You have such a good relationship.

Chun Leshui: "..."

He gave an awkward laugh and turned to look at Song Hanzhang.

Song Hanzhang lowered his head and patted his palm, raised his eyelids and looked into his eyes without any disturbance: "I don't want to go to the bathroom, go quickly."

He called the waiter to clean up the wreckage on the ground, and picked up the wine glass again: "I'm laughing."

"Where is it?" Jiang Ming said and raised his glass, "By the way, I haven't wished you a happy birthday yet."

"Thank you." Song Hanzhang was about to clink glasses with him, but he didn't intend to look behind him. The waiter who was cleaning the floor behind him backed away from them. Song Hanzhang said carefully, and pulled Jiang Ming's arm to lead him to his side for a moment.

Jiang Ming staggered and bumped forward a step, and when he regained consciousness, all the wine in Song Hanzhang's hand, including the cup in his own hand, was poured on him.

The liquids of the two colors mixed together and dripped down the suit to the ground.

And the waiter behind them turned around in a daze, and the distance between him and Jiang Ming could probably fit two Chunle waters.

"Sorry, I got it wrong." Song Hanzhang said, "I'll have someone take you down to change clothes."

The author has something to say: May I ask whether Song Gou did it on purpose or on purpose?

Yaoshuier: The disciples of the church starved to death the master.

感谢在2021-08-05?19:03:16~2021-08-06?18:47:47期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: Secretary? 20 bottles; Niacian? 5 bottles; NJ? 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!