Song Ci smiled and expressed his opinion.

Whether you use it or not depends on Qin Yan.

She Shi Ran stood up and smiled faintly at Qin Yan: "I'll go next door to see your wife."

As soon as Song Ci turned around, Qin Yan stopped her, "Okay, I want to live, and I want to live for the stars."

"That's right."

Song Ci's sweet voice floated out of his throat, "No one wants to die, but it is also a very tragic thing to die by yourself, while the remaining people are left to suffer alone in the world.

You have to live a good life. Every day you live is your blessing to me and your compensation to the stars."

Qin Yan's expression gradually darkened, "I'm sorry."

Song Ci sat up again, "I don't regret dying with the one I love.

I know you made the music box, so I’m grateful, but you also brought my disaster, so I also hate you.”

"Feel sorry."

Besides being sorry, Qin Yan didn't seem to have much capital to say anything else.

Song Ci laughed, "Gratitude and hatred are offset.

I have to say it out loud, so as not to keep it in my heart and make me fake a smile to you, which would be too uncomfortable."

"You always give me a fake smile?"

Qin Yan couldn't believe that Song Ci had been acting! Song Ci's frosty little face raised a sincere smile, "Otherwise! I'm going to bully my Mr. Huo at you. Do you think I can be somewhat sincere to you?"

There are sincere ones, but they are smaller than a little finger."

She also made special gestures with her fingers, leaving Qin Yan speechless for a moment.

Qin Yan: "Okay."

Bai was moved.

"However, I am willing to tell you a secret now."

Song Ci slowly lowered his head and whispered something in his ear, which made Qin Yan's eyes burst with a strong desire for survival.

He said even more firmly: "I want to live, I don't want to die again."

Originally, Qin Yan had left the funeral arrangements to Huo Muchen and wanted to keep Xu Xingchen alive even if he died. But now because of Song Ci's secret, he has to work hard to survive.

"Then take care of your wife by yourself and just be a dead man!"

Song Ci took hold of Huo Muchen's arm and walked out the door, asking someone to push Xu Xingchen's hospital bed over.

Huo Muchen lowered his eyebrows and asked thoughtfully: "What secret did you tell him?"

"you guess?"

"Xiao Ci, I don't want to guess."

There was a bit of ambiguity and jealousy in that tone.

It seems that Song Ci only talked to Qin Yan and not to him, expressing strong dissatisfaction.

Song Ci stretched out a soft little hand, "A piece of chocolate in exchange for a secret, it's not a loss!"

Huo Muchen's face suddenly turned gloomy, "You tell Qin Yan the secret and don't want anything.

You told me the secret and actually asked for something in exchange?"

This comparison made Huo Muchen extremely unhappy! Song Ci joked: "You are such an old man, are you still jealous of an older man?"

Huo Muchen stared at her gloomily, "You are twenty-one years old this year, I am only twenty-eight years old, and I will still be twenty-nine for more than half a year, why are you an old man!"

Huo Mu's cool gaze passed over her head.

The resentment was so strong that Song Ci lowered his head silently, "We are neither old nor old, we are still young! We will only be thirty next year!"

"I'm not thirty yet."

Huo Muchen gritted his teeth and reminded, "Qin Yan is over thirty, he is thirty-two years old this year."

"Okay, okay, you're not thirty yet."

"I don't want to be perfunctory, I'm just not thirty yet."

Song Ci saw that Huo Muchen was not happy, and immediately put on his 'Song Ci' smile, "You are not even thirty years old, not even twenty-nine years old. You are extremely young. It is a good time for your roots to grow.

.

The flowers and bones of the motherland refer to you, and the sun at noon refers to you, and you are still so young."

The corners of Huo Muchen's mouth raised slightly, "Yeah."

He took out a piece of chocolate from his windbreaker pocket and carefully tore open the candy wrapper.

The slender jade-like fingertips were so pleasing to the eye that even tearing apart the candy wrappers made Song Ci's eyes shine and his mouth also opened.

The man slowly peeled away all the icing on the chocolate, revealing the complete chocolate covered with hazelnut pralines, a layer of crispy skin inside, and a chocolate filling.

Song Ci smiled happily, opened his mouth, and waited quietly for feeding.

Then, I saw the man carefully put it into... his mouth.

Song Ci was shocked! His pupils were shaken, at least level eight! "Huo Muchen, where's mine!"

"you have not."

Huo Muchen proudly threw the candy peel into the trash can and walked towards Bu Yan's office.

"No, that's mine."

Song Ci pulled Huo Muchen hard. Taking advantage of her nine-month pregnancy, Huo Muchen didn't dare to resist, so she directly blocked his mouth and rolled the chocolate over.

Huo Muchen looked like he was letting you do whatever you wanted. He opened his mouth obediently and let Song Ci steal the chocolate.

Song Ci took the chocolate away with satisfaction, and raised an arrogant eyebrow at Huo Muchen, "If you don't give it to me, I'll grab it myself."

Huo Muchen was deliberately angry, "Xiao Ci is so annoying, grab my chocolate."

"Just grab it!"

Song Ci hummed, and then strode towards Bu Yan's office.

The moment the two of them turned around, they saw a child holding an ice cream standing in front of them blankly, looking at them as if they were stupid.

Song Ci's cheeks suddenly turned red! She was grabbing chocolates just now, but even a child saw her! Huo Muchen took off his windbreaker without hesitation, completely covered Song Ci's head, and carried her away like a child.

Before leaving, I did not forget to say to the little boy: "She is my little friend."

Little boy: "..." Huo Muchen carried Song Ci to Bu Yan's office, "Xiao Ci, stop being so bored, no one will see you."

"Really?"

Song Ci asked quietly.

"real."

Huo Muchen promised.

Song Ci carefully opened the edge of his windbreaker, revealing only one pair of eyes. He looked left and right, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, no one saw it, otherwise my face would be really embarrassed."

!”

"Do you still have the nerve?"

"..." I don't love you anymore! "What secret did you and Qin Yan tell?"

Huo Muchen still felt aggrieved.

"Just tell him that Xu Xingchen was reborn. Xingchen died in the previous life, but he is alive in this life because of him.

If he dies, Xu Xingchen may not be able to survive."

Song Cidao.

"he believe?"

"Believe me, do you think you are the only one who didn't react when you heard about my rebirth?"

Song Ci glanced at it.

Huo Muchen frowned and realized that he was not the only one. He decisively put Song Ci on the ground and said, "Go by yourself."

Song Ci: "What?"

"You can walk by yourself. I can hold you, but I won't hold you in your belly."

After Huo Muchen found an excuse, he strode towards Bu Yan's office.

"Huo Muchen, if you don't love me, you're dead!"

Song Ci chased after Huo Muchen and beat him.

Just as a fist hit his chest, Huo Muchen's door opened.

There are people inside.

How come.

He Yan and Bu Yan were also there, choosing styles for their wedding photos.
Chapter completed!