Did the actress get divorced today?

Chapter 231

You Qian came out of the bathroom with a low air pressure. Song Zhicheng saw her dark complexion. When she was still on the bed just now, she was powerful and imposing. Now she felt a little guilty for no reason, and her aura weakened a little.

You Qian said with a cold face: "Song Zhicheng, take Gun Gun and leave first."

Song Zhicheng's eyes sank: "What did you say?"

You Qian was not in the mood to take care of his mood, and said angrily, "Can't you understand human language? I tell you to take your son and leave the room I live in immediately."

Song Zhicheng's eyes were burning: "You asked me to leave? Why should I leave?"

Throw it away?

Besides, is he shameless?

It's not like they're cheating secretly, so what's there to be ashamed of?

You Qian turned around, picked and picked in the closet, searched several times, but couldn't find a suitable dress that could cover the red marks on her neck. She became even angrier for a while, and when she looked at Song Zhicheng, she said viciously: "You stay here What are you doing here? I don't want to see you now."

For this trip to Tokyo, I didn't bring many clothes, and I didn't have a high-necked dress. Let Zhou Jia buy one?It should be in time.

You Qian thought about it, and hurriedly found her mobile phone to call Zhou Jia. After searching again, she remembered that the mobile phone was smashed by Song Zhicheng. Seeing the broken mobile phone on the floor that could no longer make calls, You Qian felt even worse .

Therefore, she looked at Song Zhicheng's face even more badly.

When Song Zhicheng heard You Qian's words that he didn't want to see him, his complexion was not very good. Now, facing You Qian's undisguised expression of disgust, Song Zhicheng kept a straight face, pursed his mouth, and didn't say a word, nor did he leave .

You Qian didn't have time to talk to her, so she moved to the side of the bed and dialed Zhou Jia's phone number in the hotel.

Zhou Jia heard that You Qian asked her to buy clothes, and asked suspiciously: "What's wrong with Qianqian? Didn't you match your clothes for today?"

You Qian's face flushed suddenly, and she said in a secretive way: "I don't really want to wear it anymore. It's windy, and I feel a little cold today. Remember to buy me a high-necked one."

With doubts, Zhou Jia immediately went out to buy clothes for You Qian.

You Qian turned her head and found that Song Zhicheng was still standing in the room, staring at her.

You Qian frowned: "Why don't you leave?"

Song Zhicheng's eyes were dark, his handsome face seemed to be covered by a layer of dark clouds, and his thin lips were pursed tightly: "You want me to leave that much?"

This is not a question of whether he can't leave, but that he is here, which can easily cause misunderstandings. How should she explain her relationship with Song Zhicheng then?
Moreover, the two of them were in the same room last night. If they said they didn't do anything, no one would believe it.

You Qian was thin-skinned and didn't want others to misunderstand her. She rubbed between her brows and said irritably, "You can do whatever you want."

After she finished speaking, she ignored Song Zhicheng, turned around to the side of the bed, and stretched out her hand to tuck the quilt for Song Gungun. Song Gungun just happened to pouted unconsciously. Looking at her son's pure sleeping face, You Qian's agitated heart eased a little. Pointing, eyes softly staring at his son, the face carved out of the same mold as Song Zhicheng, the big one makes people feel cold and unapproachable, but the small one just makes people feel cute, the more you look at it, the more you look at it. sympathy.

Unable to resist the longing in her heart, You Qian bowed her head, kissed her son's small mouth, and then kissed her son again, and then sat down by the vanity mirror to do her makeup.

Her black hair hangs down her back like a waterfall. From Song Zhicheng's perspective, she can only see her beautifully curved side face. At this time, her temperament is gentle, quiet and indescribably beautiful.

Song Zhicheng's black eyes deepened, and he felt that just looking at her gave him a feeling of tranquility, so he didn't want to leave even more.Moreover, there is still a goal that has not been achieved.

You Qian herself simply applied some skin care products, and she still had to wait for the stylist to do the photogenic look, her eyes inadvertently caught the blush on her neck, and the irritability that had just settled down rose again.

I don't know if Zhou Jia bought the right clothes?
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

You Qian was frightened, but Song Zhicheng had already stretched his legs, strode to the door, and stretched out his hand to open the door.

Standing outside the door was Tang Zheng.

Tang Zheng was obviously taken aback when he saw Song Zhicheng.

Song Zhicheng raised the corners of his mouth and nodded in greeting: "Mr. Tang, what's the matter so early?"

Tang Zheng frowned, looked at Song Zhicheng with his eyes, and nodded. He had dealt with Song Zhicheng. When Song Zhicheng ran to open the door without saying a word, he was already screaming in his heart. For some reason, she suddenly felt embarrassed, blushing and said, "Ah Zheng?"

Tang Zheng pursed his lips and looked around the room calmly. There was a strange smell in the room. What does that mean?As a man, of course he understands, Tang Zheng frowned, looked at You Qian expressionlessly and said, "Get ready again, I'll say hello to Daily News, let them come back half an hour late."

You Qian gently brushed her loose hair to cover the red marks on her neck, lowered her head and said, "Okay." Ah Zheng was so considerate, knowing that she couldn't finish it in an hour, he specially helped her to spare the time. The transfer was half an hour late, and I was causing him trouble again, the more I thought about it, the more guilty You Qian became.

Tang Zheng didn't seem to notice You Qian's small movements. After leaving the words, he turned and left immediately.

Throughout the whole process, he didn't say a word to Song Zhicheng.

Song Zhicheng didn't mind, anyway, the main purpose of his trip had been achieved, so he simply watched the interaction between Tang Zheng and You Qian in his spare time.

After what happened this morning, Tang Zheng should understand in his heart, right?You Qian is Song Zhicheng's woman and the mother of his child, and the relationship between them is not a nominal one.

Even if divorced, he can still have an intimate relationship with her.

After closing the door, Song Zhicheng narrowed his eyes slightly, opened his mouth and hugged You Qian with both hands.

You Qian frowned: "What are you doing again?"

Song Zhicheng snorted and asked, "Are you upset because of that Tang?"

You Qian pushed him away vigorously: "What are you talking about?"

Song Zhicheng surrounded the people, and seeing You Qian's lively appearance, he was suddenly depressed, thinking that the time was too short and she didn't make much trouble, so she was so energetic?

You Qian said angrily, "I'm going to change clothes, didn't you hear that I'm going to work later?"

Song Zhicheng snorted softly: "What's so good about this crappy job." It's better to take care of the children at home, and they can see each other all the time when they get home from get off work every day, and the two don't have to get together too often.

However, before You Qian got really angry, Song Zhicheng let her go.

You Qian immediately jumped a few steps away from Song Zhicheng. Seeing her busy appearance, Song Zhicheng felt even more unhappy. He pointed to the suitcase he brought and said, "Your clothes, I bought them from home." I brought you two sets."

You Qianhu asked: "What did you say?"

Song Zhicheng simply opened the suitcase, took out a set of women's clothes and handed them to You Qian, saying, "Put on this suit, it's suitable."

You Qian glanced at it, and found that there were only a few pieces of Song Zhicheng's clothes in the suitcase, and the rest were things Song Gungun needed, as well as a few sets of her clothes.

Her own clothes, of course she was familiar with.

Putting on the clothes Song Zhicheng brought, You Qian looked through the mirror and saw her perfectly covered neck, her eyes turned to Song Zhicheng: "You..."

So, was this premeditated?
Song Zhicheng turned his face away and snorted coldly: "I just took it from the closet, so I don't know what kind of clothes it is."

　"small theater"

　　Author: Gun Gun, now you have a lot of fans no matter inside or outside the show, Auntie will interview you on behalf of the fans.

　　Rolling (gnawing hands): Yay!

　　You Qian (translation): He said he was very happy, thank you for your love.

　　Author: Gun Gun, do you like your father or your mother more?
　　Roll (opens mouth): ah~
　　You Qian (translation): He said he likes his mother.

　　President Song (black face) silently stuffed the bottle into Gun Gun's mouth.

　　Author (idiot face): Rolling rolls are delicious!Is grandma good to drink?
　　Rolling (drinking milk): Gulu Gulu...

　　You Qian (Translation): He said he likes drinking grandma the most
　　President Song (black face): Did he speak?Can you please stop translating?
　　You Qian (blushing): ...

　　Author (to smooth things over): Qianqian's translation is really good!At the last moment of the interview, can Gungun say something to the fans who like you?

　　Rolling (shrunken mouth): Whoa...

　　You Qian (translation): He said thank you for your likes, and please continue to like him in the future.

　　Mr. Song (black face): What he said is to eat more! ! !
　　You Qian: ...

　　author:……

　　Gun Gun: Wow wow wow...

　　So: what exactly do you guys like to roll?Apart from eating, he only knows to cry now!

　　
　
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