Did the actress get divorced today?

Chapter 188 Rejection
Song Zhicheng suddenly changed his mind, let You Qian see the child, and kindly brought the child to Haicheng, no matter what Song Zhicheng's intentions were, because of this change, she could see her child, You Qian was in his heart After thinking about the reasons and countermeasures, she still doesn't intend to hypocritically reject Song Zhicheng's kindness. If she dies this way, when will she want to see her son again?
Her son is her weakness, she knew it since she decided to give birth to him, but You Qian has never regretted it.

In the carriage, there is the sweet laughter of the baby.

Hugging Song Gungun, You Qian smelled the milky scent on his body, wishing for a little longer, longer.Maybe it's a mother-child connection. Although Song Gungun left his mother for a few days, he got acquainted with his mother in just a few moments. His chubby little arms and legs, like octopuses, were wrapped around You Qian's body relyingly. .

You Qian hugged him, feeling heavy in her hands.My darling is obviously fatter than when she was full moon, her face is rounder than before, and the edges and corners are not so sharp. Although she is still carved out of the same mold as Song Zhicheng, she is [-] times cuter than Song Zhicheng. Her son left her For too long, she didn't personally participate in the process of all his changes.

Maybe next time we meet again, he will change a lot?

The sadness in his eyes flashed past, You Qian hugged Song Gungun, Song Gungun was tired after playing for a while, refused to giggle, nestled in his mother's armpit and slowly closed his eyes.

Gradually, there was a small snoring sound.

You Qian looked at the fine scratches on that small face that were scratched by nails, and felt distressed, so she asked Song Zhicheng, who was silent at the side, "Is there any anti-inflammatory ointment?"

Song Zhicheng nodded. The things his son needed were always kept in the car. He turned around and brought them to You Qian.

You Qian squeezed out a little ointment and applied it to the wound.

This ointment is mild in nature, unlike the stimulation of alcohol. When it is applied, the skin feels a little cool. Song Gungun just smacked his mouth, turned over, and buried his head in his mother's soft chest, whistling loudly sleep.

Song Zhicheng reached out to take the ointment, glanced at the mother and son from the corner of his eye, and watched helplessly as his son occupied his own place... His black eyes sank slightly.

While Song Gungun was fast asleep, You Qian asked, "Do you have nail clippers?"

Song Zhicheng's wandering thoughts quickly returned to his usual calmness because of You Qian's voice, and he pursed his lips and said, "Yes."

As he said that, Song Zhicheng turned around, found a pair of miniature nail clippers from the small drawer that he had organized, and handed it to You Qian with his open palm, and You Qian reached out to take it.

The hands of the two touched each other inadvertently. Before You Qian quickly retracted, Song Zhicheng grabbed her in time and squeezed the white and tender hand in his palm. The touch was still the same as before.

You Qian raised her eyes to look at Song Zhicheng, her dark eyes were calm and calm.

Her unwavering eyes... Song Zhicheng frowned, and then let go of You Qian's hand.

You Qian lowered her head and began to cut her son's nails.

It was very quiet in the carriage, You Qian cut off one hand, and then switched to the other.Song Gungun's hands are chubby, soft when pinched, and his nails are almost hidden in the flesh. It is not easy to trim his nails. When he wakes up, he is afraid that he will struggle and hurt him. When he falls asleep, he will secretly help him It's best to cut it off,
Time ticked away, You Qian pruned very seriously.

Even though she deliberately slowed down, she still cut off Song Gungun's toes and fingers.You Qian handed the nail clippers back to Song Zhicheng who was standing quietly beside him.

Hugging the soft Song Gungun, she would definitely be reluctant to let it go for a second longer. Finally, after doing enough mental construction, she kissed the corner of Song Gungun's forehead before You Qian put him down and covered the blanket.

Watching her finish all this, Song Zhicheng's temples twitched faintly, and asked coldly, "Are you leaving now?"

You Qian's complexion was not good, and she hummed softly: "Yeah."

Song Zhicheng's complexion was even worse: "Didn't you agree to go to the villa in Haicheng together?"

You Qian tightened her grip on the door handle, and turned her head expressionlessly: "When did I promise you?"

this?Indeed not.

If it were someone else, it would be embarrassing to be asked this in person, but Song Zhicheng's face remained unchanged, and he said in a deep voice: "I checked your recent itinerary, and you have been staying in Haicheng for the past two days. Since you are staying in a hotel, why don't you go back to the villa?" Live? The security measures are better over there."

"I'm not going." You Qian pushed open the car door, turned around and got out of the car.

The words Song Zhicheng was about to blurt were choked in his throat.

After You Qian got out of the car, she looked back at Song Zhicheng, hesitated for a long time, and said, "Gun Gun is in a hurry to eat, and he eats a lot. Don't just keep feeding him just because he wants to eat."

Now they are all eaten into a little fat pier.

No matter how handsome he is, he is still a chubby boy.

In fact, it's okay to be fat, chubby and cute, but... what You Qian is afraid of is that it will affect his body.

Song Zhicheng listened, but did not answer.

You Qian didn't say anything else, and turned around resolutely.

Seeing You Qian getting off the car, Zhou Jia quickly moved over, asking with her eyes.

You Qian said, "Let's go upstairs."

Zhou Jia carefully glanced at Song Zhicheng, and then shrank back in an instant. Those cold eyes were really scary, so she quickly followed You Qian's pace.

Song Zhicheng stared at You Qian with dark eyes, watching her move away from his sight a little bit, he didn't ask You Qian to stay again.

After waiting for a while, the driver Xiao Zhang asked, "Mr. Song?"

Song Zhicheng was silent for a while, then waved his hand: "Go back."

Xiao Zhang didn't dare to ask, nor did he dare to ask Song Zhicheng, and he didn't even dare to guess what happened in the car just now. The air pressure in the car was too low, even though the temperature adjustment was turned on, it still made people feel uncomfortable.

Song Zhicheng didn't say a word, and picked up his son in the car seat.

Song Gungun's body fell into his father's familiar embrace, stretched his limbs, found a comfortable position, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.Because he was too young, he didn't know or understand. Just now his mother came, and then his mother left again. What all this happened just now meant to him. His soft little body was tightly attached to his father's warm chest, and slept soundly.

Xiao Zhang drove in silence, fulfilling his duties as a driver.

In the quiet space, Song Zhicheng's face hidden in the night was very heavy.

After turning around and leaving, You Qian took the elevator and went upstairs with her head down.

Zhou Jia followed quietly.

You Qian didn't make a sound, and didn't dare to look back, because she was afraid that she couldn't help herself, so she ran back impulsively.After entering the room, after a brief wash-up, and declining Zhou Jia's company, You Qian climbed onto the bed, embraced the soft quilt, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

　Thank you: Why is the wandering heart calm, Qingsi Shiyue, Xuanran Chenxi, Lemon, Knowing that I am not worthy, Daylily, I don’t know, wait for the rewards of a few little angels, okay\(^o^ )/~
　　When it comes to the stalemate between Duojin and Mr. Song, Cavin and Emma are so entangled.It's impossible to get me stuck.

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