addicted to him

Chapter 89 Tan Zheng: Take Care of Me
Seeing Song Ni's unpromising look, the man let out a muffled laugh.

"Why, don't you want it?"

Song Ni replied immediately.

"Yes, why don't you, will you also modify me after the selection?"

Tan Zheng glanced at her and laughed.

"You think beautifully."

Song Ni smiled and pointed upstairs.

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

Her husband is so rich, how can she be worthy of her conscience if she doesn't take care of it.

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

The sound of "cracking" is very pleasant.

The man was not in a hurry to inhale, so he just bit it in his mouth and let the smoke suffocate his eyes.

Downstairs there is only one headlight on the operating platform, and every other parking space where the car is parked is a small light.

Song Ni was in a dark place, while Tan Zheng was standing next to the console, and the light shone on him, making him look even taller, like a god.

But this deity, which should be regarded as a belief, is obviously not serious.

He is smoking.

Has the seven emotions and six desires that every layman has.

Song Ni felt that the red dot on the cigarette butt was like a morning star, it was guiding and inducing her to approach Tan Zheng step by step.

I want to make this unscrupulous god even more unscrupulous.

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

Stronger and more stimulating.

People often use drunkenness to relieve their worries and smoke to relieve stress.

Song Ni thought of the night when she first went to the mountain to find Tan Zheng, he was sitting in a box on the second floor smoking a cigarette, and at that time she still felt that his hands were exploding.

Of course, she still felt that way at the moment.

However, she wanted to find an answer.

So, hating the smell of cigarettes, she picked up the cigarette that Tan Zheng had bitten and put it in her mouth, recalling how Tan Zheng used to smoke, and imitated him and took a deep puff.

Tan Zheng smoked, and was able to spit it out freely after going through a circle of lungs.

And Song Ni smoked so recklessly, it was obvious that he was choked.

Coughing so badly, eyes reddened.

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

"What do you smoke?"

The smoking posture just now, even some old smokers dare not.

Song Ni didn't expect that just taking a sip would have such a strong stamina.

My heart and lungs hurt from coughing, and my eyes were filled with tears.

Tan Zheng glared and cursed.

"Should!"

But the movements in his hands didn't stop for a moment.

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

"What's so good about this stuff?"

"It's not easy to smoke and you still grab it?"

"I just want to try."

Try what it's like to be able to relieve Tan Zheng's worries and stress.

"Don't touch it in the future."

Song Ni nodded.

She really didn't want to touch it.

"When did you start smoking?"

Tan Zheng frowned, and couldn't remember clearly, he had already started smoking when he started playing with cars.

"Then who are you smoking because of?"

The man frowned even tighter.

"Smoking a cigarette because of whom?"

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

"Yes, I am because of the cigarettes you smoke."

Tan Zheng: .
The man glanced at her.

"Are you quite proud?"

Tan Zheng didn't understand where Song Ni's complacency came from, but she was right, there was nothing to smoke about it, and he didn't want Song Ni to smoke because of him.

The little girl is from every family, and she smells so good.

Song Ni snorted.

Tan Zheng patted her on the head.

"Go pick one you like."

"Modify?"

"change."

"Husband, you are so kind."

The man snorted.

"If you promise me that you won't smoke in the future, you can choose the one upstairs."

Song Ni:! ! ! ! ! !

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

"A wedding gift."

". Then my husband, can I choose a few more cars?"

It shouldn't be too much for a wedding gift to be too many, right?
Being able to marry her can't be too happy, okay!
Tan Zheng narrowed his eyes to look at the little girl's shining eyes, and pursed his lips.

"The lion opened his mouth?"

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

Father-in-law?

The man frowned.

After thinking for a while, I realized that Song Ni was talking about the old man of his family.

Tan's mansion, Tan Dong, who had just returned home from work and was about to go to the gym to exercise, suddenly sneezed. Seeing that he was only wearing a vest in such a cold day, Mrs. Tan stepped forward and twisted his arm.

"Can't you wear more clothes for exercise?"

"You shouldn't wear it for exercise."

Tan Dong was able to wear a vest because Mrs. Tan always talked about it. Even if she was over fifty, Tan Dong's figure could still kill a lot of young fresh meat in seconds.

The outline of muscles under the white vest is looming.

It can be said that Tan Zheng's habit of developing fitness since childhood is inseparable from Tan Dong.

Tan Zheng didn't understand why he gave Song Ni a car to his old man.

"What did he agree to?"

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

"I can choose the car."

The man snorted coldly.

"He agreed to have a fart. These are all my things. You have to thank me."

Song Ni:! ! ! ! ! !

"Wait wait? You mean these cars."

Song Ni swept his fingers around, then pointed upstairs.

"You bought the cars on these two floors yourself?"

Tan Zheng didn't quite understand Song Ni's unbelievable look.

"That's not it?"

Relying on his old man to buy it?

The old man of his family wished that he would never have anything to do with racing in his life under the wind of the fucking pillow, so how could he buy him a car?

Song Ni's pupils dilated, and the nursery rhyme about the black cat sheriff rang in his ears.

Eyes staring like copper bells~
"Where did you get the money? Is it so profitable in car racing? Is it too late for me to start learning now?"

Tan Zheng: .
For the first time, Tan Zheng looked at Song Ni with eyes that seemed to be mentally retarded.

A little girl who is usually very smart, why is she acting like a fool now.

Can games make money?
Even the highest bonus is not enough to buy him a car.

"The Song family is also a famous family in Star City, Song Ni, why do you look like you have never seen the world?"

Song Ni: .
It's not that she has never seen the world, she has never seen such a world.

Just talking about the car in this villa, selling it is enough for her to squander her whole life, and it is still an extremely extravagant kind.

"Could it be, this is not all your cars?"

The man nodded slightly.

"It doesn't look like a fool."

Song Ni's legs were weak.

"husband~"

Shouting coquettishly while shaking Tan Zheng's arm coquettishly.

"Can you teach me how you make money?"

Although she is not short of money, she is not an elegant person who does not care for fame or profit.With such a high income, it is a disrespect for the renminbi to see the money.

Tan Zheng pushed her hand away.

"You can't learn."

"You just don't want to teach."

"I'll tell you a shortcut."

"what?"

"If you put in the effort to keep your husband in check, won't you get everything?"

Song Ni: .
shameless!
but
Seems to make sense?
(End of this chapter)