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Chapter 645 Am I the laziest bride?

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    In the evening, Song Zhan returned to the Imperial Garden and was about to personally participate in the decoration of the room, but was called aside by Qin Nuan.

    He worriedly told He Wen again where to paste the word "‡Ö", and then followed Qin Nuan to the terrace outside the living room.

    "You asked me to come over when you came back. Did you miss me?"

    Song Zhan said, habitually holding Qin Nuan in his arms.

    Unexpectedly, Qin Nuan pinched him gently, got out of his arms, and said, "Next time if you don't want me to wear sexy clothes, just give me money. The wealth will not go to outsiders."

    What?

    Song Zhan scraped the tip of his nose guiltily and coughed lightly: "I didn't want you to wear sexy clothes. Girls should dress up nicely. I'm not that kind of stingy man."

    "Oh? Really?" Qin Nuan stared at Song Zhan with a funny face. Then, she raised her phone in front of Song Zhan and asked deliberately: "Then what is this?"

    Song Zhan glanced at Qin Nuan's mobile phone screen. When he saw that the screen was full of his transfer records to Yu Huayan, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

    Is there any mother who cheats her son like this?

    Song Zhan tried to defend himself, "Isn't it natural for a son to transfer money to his mother?"

    Qin Nuan exposed it mercilessly, "Then why do you make a note of 'fabric money' every time you transfer money?"

    Song Zhan: ""

    ??????????????????? Song Zhan simply pulled Qin Nuan into his arms tightly, leaned on her shoulder, and said with aggrieved voice, "Sister Nuan, can you save a little face for your future husband?"¡ª¡ª

    Because Emperor Garden had already been transferred to Qin Nuan's name, Song Zhan designated Emperor Garden as Qin Nuan's married home.

    Song Zhan was busy until late at night. After confirming that everything in the house was in good condition, he followed Yu Yaoyan and Song's father back to the hotel.

    Qin Nuan couldn't bear to sleep, and kept sitting on the sofa chatting with Chu Mingyue, Shen Chang'an, and Tan Xue. Later, after being bombarded by several of them, she obediently put on a facial mask and went to bed.

    Probably because she was too tired today, Qin Nuan slept soundly at night¡ª¡ª

    The first ray of sunlight in the morning slipped in through the gap in the curtains and fell impartially on the red pillowcase.

    Qin Nuan felt the natural light and slowly opened his eyes.

    The most comfortable way to wake up is to sleep until you wake up naturally. Obviously, Qin Nuan slept very comfortably and woke up very comfortably.

    She stretched and sat up from the bed, pressing the button beside the bed, and the electric curtains slowly opened, flooding the room with bright sunlight.

    Seeing that the sun had risen so high, Qin Nuan quickly picked up her phone and checked the time.

    It¡¯s already half past seven in the morning.

    She actually slept for so long!

    How can a bride get up so late?

    Qin Nuan trembled, got up from the bed, hurriedly washed up, and wailed: "Why didn't anyone tell me to get up? How could I have slept through it? Wow, I'm so stupid!"

    As soon as she finished speaking, it seemed like someone outside the door heard her getting up and opened the door.

    The makeup artist walked in pushing the box and explained with a smile: "Mr. Song won't rush you. He said he would wait until you wake up before coming in."

    ?That¡¯s it.

    Qin Nuan stood at the door of the bathroom with an electric toothbrush and asked, "Am I getting up too late?"

    The makeup artist put the cosmetics on the table and replied: "No, we will start makeup at eight o'clock."

    "OK!"

    Qin Nuan said hello and then got into the bathroom. Taking advantage of the break of brushing his teeth, Qin Nuan clicked quickly on the screen of his phone and sent a WeChat message to Song Zhan.

    "Why don't you let the makeup artist wake me up earlier? I remember that when Mingyue got married, she got up at five in the morning, and I didn't get up until after seven. Am I the laziest bride?" (Remember this website's website address: www.  hlnovel.com
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