Did the actress get divorced today?

Chapter 204
Throughout the night, she was tightly surrounded by a warm body, and a pair of big palms rubbed her lower abdomen from time to time, bringing a warm temperature, which helped to reduce the pain of menstrual cycle, so You Qian had a good night's sleep.

Opening her eyes again, when she saw the familiar furnishings in the room, You Qian hugged her body with complicated expressions in her eyes.

She was not completely unconscious of everything last night, but she was dizzy, very tired, unable to cheer up, and knew that the person was Song Zhicheng, and she would not be in any danger, so she was unwilling to spend her thoughts To think about her situation at the time.

So, when You Qian opened her eyes and found herself lying on Song Zhicheng's bed, she wasn't too surprised.

She was forced by Zhou Yahua, knowing that she was not strong enough to drink, but she was given a lot of alcohol. You Qian held on at the time, trying to deal with the other party, delaying the time so that Zhou Jia and Tang Zheng could come earlier.

Zhou Yahua was a self-proclaimed man in the Jianghu. Although his character was not very good, he had his own set of rules of conduct, so he was not in a hurry to touch You Qian at that time.

You Qian guessed that Zhou Yahua might have scruples about himself and Tang Zheng, or that he wanted to discuss the cooperation first, and then have other thoughts on the cooperation later.

"ah……"

Um?Hearing the baby's voice suddenly, You Qian turned his head quickly, and saw his son Song Gungun lying on the other side of the bed, gnawing his little paws with all his heart.

Seemingly aware of You Qian's gaze, Song Gungun immediately waved his legs, nibbled on his fingers, and looked at You Qian who was beside him: "Hey..."

A big smile appeared on the corner of You Qian's mouth, and all the things and thoughts in her mind at this moment were ruthlessly cleared by her at this moment.

"Little villain." You Qian leaned down, and pecked hard at Song Gungun's forehead.

"Hoo hoo..." Song Gungun grinned and gnawed his paws again.

After the hangover, I felt a little uncomfortable in my head, and my aunt also felt very uncomfortable in my stomach after driving. You Qian ignored all these, and looked at her son's smiling face, feeling full of energy.

"Little villain, do you miss your mother?" You Qian picked up the chubby little guy and shook it in his hands, feeling heavier than a few days ago.

Lying in his mother's arms, Song Gungun stretched out his little paw and scratched Youqian's face.

You Qian immediately clenched his little chubby hand tightly, because of nibbling fingers, this little chubby hand was covered with saliva, You Qian didn't feel dirty at all, quietly feeling the touch of the flesh there, at this moment her The whole heart is warm, as if I have the whole world, and I am not willing to exchange for anything.

Song Gungun nestled in her arms, and after only staying for a while, he began to be dishonest, moving his hands and feet, and muttering words that adults couldn't understand.

"What are you talking about? Are you happy to see your mother?" When You Qian spoke, she couldn't help hugging Song Gungun and kissing her fiercely.

"Yeah..." When Song Gungun was kissed by his mother, he giggled and twisted his body while laughing.

The sweet voice was heard in the ears, and it was so sweet in You Qian's heart.

The mother and son played for a while, before You Qian was willing to put Song Gungun down, and Song Gungun lay down on the bed again, without crying or fussing, raised his fist, and started to suck again.

You Qian took his fat hand away.

Song Gungun's black and white eyeballs rolled around and fell on You Qian's body, his expression seemed a little puzzled.

You Qian muttered, "Don't bite your paws."

"Yeeee..." Song Gungun chuckled at Youqian, then raised his hand after laughing, and continued to stick it into his mouth.

You Qian: "..."

Song Gungun's strength explained what it meant not to listen to his mother, and not to be afraid of being scolded by his mother.

Staring intently at Song Gungun, You Qian couldn't help but hugged Xiaopangdun tightly in her arms again, pressing against his little face: "Mum's sweetheart, why are you so cute?"

Song Gungun: "Yeah..."

When did the son fall asleep on the bed?She didn't feel it at all last night. It should be Song Zhicheng who picked him up and put him away after he got up in the morning. You Qian played with his son in his arms, checked the diaper, and it was clean.

Ok?
Did you get a new one this morning?

Why didn't she feel it at all?Maybe it was too deep sleep.

She looked at the ancient clock hanging on the wall. It was past ten o'clock in the morning, and most of the morning had passed. She didn't expect You Qian to get up in a hurry after sleeping for so long.

There are many clothes in the closet.

There are those of Song Zhicheng, but there are also their own.

You Qian paused with her fingers, she didn't expect that Song Zhicheng didn't throw away, but still kept her own things.

At that time, after leaving the old house, she was in a hurry, and she didn't have time to pack her things. Later, she wanted to come back to pick it up, but she also felt embarrassed. In addition, she was pregnant at the time, and after filming, she was worried about her grandfather's condition, so she rushed to the place New York went.

How can I even think of tidying up the things here.

What does Song Zhicheng mean?
This question only stayed in my mind for a moment in a flash, and was dismissed by You Qian.

After finding a set of clothes suitable for home, Youqian caught a sudden glimpse of the big bag full of sanitary napkins thrown on the coffee table, one of which was torn open.

Reminiscent of what he vaguely felt last night, You Qian's face suddenly turned red, and almost in the blink of an eye, the whole face was flushed from the bottom of the ears.

After finally suppressing the panic in her heart, You Qian returned to the room after washing up and picked up her son.

Song Gungun was quietly nibbling on his little paw, but suddenly he pursed his mouth and cried.

After a moment of panic, You Qian knew that he must be hungry, and hurriedly looked for milk powder and feeding bottles in the room. Fortunately, these things were placed in a conspicuous place.

Fill the bottle with soaked milk for the son to drink.

Song Gungun immediately stopped crying, and began to suck the milk. His little mouth kept moving. When drinking milk, his hands clearly couldn't hold the bottle, but he still tried his best to hold it with his paws. The small appearance of protecting the food was extremely cute.

Seeing that the powdered milk tasted so delicious, You Qian's heart suddenly felt a little tingling.

Her son, because of her willingness to divorce Song Zhicheng, he can't stay by her side, she can't breastfeed him, she can only let him drink formula milk.

According to Uncle Song De, Song Zhicheng had people raise cows in the farm in Canada very early on, and he hired a farmer in this field to prepare milk powder for his son. Although it is not as good as breast milk, it will not make him lack of nutrition.

Song Gungun sucked for a while, and the bottle of milk ran out.

After finishing the drink, he sucked it hard and made sure it was gone. Song Gungun opened his black pearl-like eyes, looked at You Qian above his head, squirmed his small mouth a few times, and opened his throat.

"Wow……"

"Aren't you full yet?" You Qian chuckled, and couldn't help but said, "Go away, mother's little baby, when will you grow up?"

　Gun Gun's name, I thought about it for a long time, but I didn't expect that my friends helped me to pick up several, and I was not satisfied, so it is empty for now, let's call the nickname first, O(∩_∩)O haha~
　　
　
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