Did the actress get divorced today?

Chapter 240
Song Zhicheng's eyes flickered, and then he pretended not to notice You Qian's surprise. He walked calmly, passed You Qian's side, opened the bedroom door naturally, and put the sleeping Song Gungun on the big bed.

You Qian settled down and closed the door.

inside the house.

Song Zhicheng untied his coat and hung it on the clothes hanger casually. As soon as he turned his hand back, he saw You Qian leaning against the door of the bedroom, looking at him with a smile that was not a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Song Zhicheng's hand trembled slightly.

You Qian just looked at him like this, without saying a word.

Song Zhicheng said with a stern face, "Aren't you tired yet? Let's take a shower early and go to bed."

You Qian didn't say a word, just staring at Song Zhicheng quietly.

silence……

What can be heard is each other's breathing, which is a little heavy and a little rough.

Song Zhicheng turned his face away, not wanting You Qian's eyes to fall on him all the time, he turned his back, opened the closet, reached for his bathrobe, and planned to take a shower before going to bed.

You Qian blocked the door.

Song Zhicheng clearly smelled the smell coming from her body, a strong mixed smell of the hospital, he frowned slightly, and asked, "Do you want to take a bath first, or wash with me?"

This small broken house is not good because of the narrow space. It can’t be stretched for anything. There is only one bathroom. Not only is the space very narrow, but the bathtub is also small. It can only accommodate one person. Once squeezed, there is still some space.

In a flash, Song Zhicheng dismissed all dissatisfaction with this small broken house.

He looked at You Qian, his condensed gaze quietly fell on You Qian.

You Qian twitched the corner of her mouth, pointed at the inexplicably enlarged bed, and said, "Don't you think you need to explain to me first?"

She just came back from a business trip, and in less than five days, her home, her house changed a lot.

Who can tell her where this bed, which is twice as big as before, came from?What about her original one?

and also……

Song Zhicheng's extra shoes, clothes, daily necessities... She doesn't care about all these things. She just wants to ask, what does Song Zhicheng mean?
Although there was no ups and downs in You Qian's deep eyes, he just squinted at him, and just swept over like this lightly... Song Zhicheng felt his throat tighten, and pursed his lips to explain: "The original bed was too small, son Sleeping takes up more than half of it, and when there is not enough room to sleep, I will find someone to change it."

Is this the point?
That's not what she wanted to ask at all, okay?

Did Song Zhicheng do it on purpose?

Answer the question on purpose.

You Qian snorted lightly: "Hehe... I really appreciate your kindness."

Her harsh words made people very uncomfortable. Song Zhicheng frowned slightly, and his face turned ugly: "Don't you want to change? Although it's okay to sleep together, what if I accidentally crushed my son?"

It's quite thoughtful.

But is that the point?

That's not the point either.

You Qian raised the corner of her mouth and asked coldly, "How do you have my house key and door lock code?"

One mouthful of her home.

As if he wasn't included.

After hearing this, Song Zhicheng's face finally turned dark, and he asked, "I want to get these, isn't it easy?"

You Qian was choked immediately, and was so angry that he couldn't breathe for a long time. After a while, he took a deep breath and said, "...You, since you sent me back, please leave."

Song Zhicheng lowered his eyes: "I will sleep here tonight."

You Qian raised the corner of her mouth and smiled mockingly: "Yes, clothes, shoes, daily necessities, etc., everything is complete, even the bed has been changed to a comfortable one, so of course I will sleep here."

Song Zhicheng let her talk without interrupting.

You Qian looked at him and asked word by word: "But do I agree?"

Song Zhicheng had a sullen face, pursed his lips and remained silent.

You Qian squinted at him: "You are trespassing on the house without the owner's consent, I can call the police immediately!"

Song Zhicheng raised his eyes slowly, glanced at Youqian lightly, and asked, "Have you finished?"

You Qian folded her arms, waiting quietly for him to say something important.

Song Zhicheng glanced at her, and said calmly, "Finish, I'm going to take a shower."

You Qian: "..."

Song Zhicheng left the words, stretched out his hand to open the bathroom door, and walked in...

The sound of gurgling water immediately sounded...

With a dark face, You Qian opened his mouth and said loudly: "Song Zhicheng, don't think I dare! I will call 110 now!"

Really angry.

You Qian gritted her teeth, opened the bag, and took out the phone. Before it was unlocked, she hurriedly swipe the screen and pressed three numbers hard. When she heard the system tone, she cut it off again.

With trembling hands, You Qian stared at the phone viciously, mistaking it for Song Zhicheng, wishing to take a bite directly.

Did he do it on purpose?

It is because I don't know how to call the police at all, so I am so unscrupulous.

Hearing Song Gungun's crying sound from under the quilt, You Qian threw away the phone, hurriedly walked towards the bed, bowed his head, and saw that Song Gungun's eyelashes were wet with tears, and he was crying.

"Mom talked too loudly just now, did it wake you up?"

"Don't cry, baby..." She opened her hands, wanting to hug her son, but when she smelled the strong smell of anti-inflammatory water on her body, she hurriedly stopped her hands.

Maybe because he didn't see the adults hug him, Song Gungun cried out, stretched out his chubby paws and legs, and kicked and pulled the quilt off his body a couple of times.

You Qian: "..."

She gritted her teeth secretly in her heart, and slandered: Your father made me feel so bad, and you are not honest. Both of you father and son were born to collect debts from me...

You Qian took off the coat on her body and smelled it, but there was still a smell on her body, she didn't want to touch her son like this, and the bathroom was occupied by Song Zhicheng...

Hearing the sound of splashing water, You Qian rubbed the center of her eyebrows, and suddenly opened her mouth to the bathroom, "Song Zhicheng, your son is crying, why don't you come out to comfort him."

suddenly...

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

After a while, Song Zhicheng wiped his hair, wrapped it in a bath towel casually, opened the door, glanced at Youqian, saw that her eyes did not fall on his body at all, Song Zhicheng paused slightly, and the displeasure in his eyes flashed away , walked to the side of the bed with a stern face, and opened his arms to embrace the rebellious Song Gungun.

Song Gungun hummed and chirped.

Song Zhicheng supported him with one hand, and gently patted his back with the other. After a while, Song Gungun finally stopped moaning.

Song Zhicheng put Song Gungun back on the bed.

Looking at all this, You Qian's eyes flickered slightly.

At the same time, she felt a little uncomfortable.

Because Song Zhicheng's father is so good, he can be both a father and a mother... so good that she worried that Song Zhicheng would threaten her position in her son's heart.

In fact, when you handed over your son to Song Zhicheng, You Qian hoped that Song Zhicheng would not be able to take care of the child at all, or did not know how to take care of the child at all, so...he might not be able to bear it, so he gave the child to himself.

But all of this did not appear, but he became more and more handy.

You Qian gritted her teeth unwillingly.

Song Zhicheng turned his head and had a panoramic view of the expression on You Qian's face. The corner of his mouth curled up and asked softly, "Are you still going to take a bath?"

　Saying good night to everyone today is Mr. Song, who is super thick-skinned.

　　Mr. Song ignored the author's words and only looked at You Qian: "The lights are off, shall we go to bed?"

　　Good night everyone\(^o^)/~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)