Did the actress get divorced today?

Chapter 259 Let Her Help
As soon as Lin Jingwen left, Song Zhicheng turned around suddenly, and used his tall body to imprison You Qian in his arms. There was a spray of hot air in his breath, mixed with the slight smell of alcohol.

Leaning back against the wall, You Qian frowned, and asked, "What's wrong with you, are you dizzy? Do you want to induce vomiting after drinking? Or should I make you some hangover soup?"

Listening to her crisp voice, the corners of Song Zhicheng's mouth turned up slightly, and he pursed his lips in silence.

Under his warm gaze mixed with scorching heat, You Qian suddenly blushed and had a heartbeat, suppressing the panic in his heart, and asked calmly, "Why don't you speak? Just say where you feel uncomfortable."

suddenly……

Song Zhicheng grabbed You Qian's hand and said in a muffled voice, "It's just uncomfortable."

As soon as You Qian touched him, she was so startled that she wanted to shake her hand away. Song Zhicheng seemed to have expected it, and held her slender hand tightly and refused to let go.

You Qian was extremely annoyed, and scolded: "Stay busy! Let go."

Song Zhicheng snorted and said stubbornly, "Don't let go."

You Qian raised his other hand tremblingly: "You..."

Song Zhicheng suddenly lowered his voice, and called softly, "Qianqian..."

The phrase 'shallow' was low, deep, full of infinite emotions, and it sounded lingering... It seemed that Song Zhicheng couldn't say it at all.

You Qian was slightly taken aback.

Song Zhicheng lowered his head and kissed her gently on the forehead.

In the breath, it is all his breath.You Qian huddled in Song Zhicheng's arms, with the solid and cold wall behind him, and Song Zhicheng's lean chest in front.

He was too tall for her, and he was full of oppression and deterrence.You Qian wanted to retreat, but couldn't retreat any more, and wailed in her heart, thinking that this was all wrong.

Why is she asking for trouble for herself?

It deserves it.

Song Zhicheng stretched out his hand, put it on the center of her frowning brows and rubbed it lightly, and said slowly: "Qianqian...I feel a little uncomfortable..."

You Qian raised her eyes, facing Song Zhicheng's handsome face, the night was very dark and the lights were dim, his black eyes, even though they were hidden in the darkness, still shone brightly, like the twinkling stars...

You Qian was actually a little at a loss.

In my heart, I expect him to leave quickly, but I don't want him to find another woman, which leads to a dilemma now.

Just now Lin Jingwen said that they came back from the next city and drove for two hours. In addition to the time he endured at the wine table, there should be no further delay...

Confused, You Qian asked, "No...how about I find you a woman?"

As long as you have the money and the price, there must be someone who is willing to sell it. If it’s not possible, isn’t there a lot of information about tickets on the Internet? Just make a phone call and someone will come to serve you.

Song Zhicheng's head had already started to feel dizzy, if it wasn't for fearing that he would scare her later, so he wanted to give her a vaccination in advance, otherwise he would not be willing to hold on forcibly. After hearing You Qian's words, Song Zhicheng's face suddenly darkened , the grip on You Qian's hand suddenly deepened, and he insisted on his position in a bad tone, saying, "I'm not interested in talking to others."

The implication is, isn't it just with yourself?
The corners of You Qian's mouth twitched slightly. Hearing his words, besides his cheeks getting hot, he also felt that Song Zhicheng was really unreasonable.He is not interested in talking to others, so he has to be responsible for helping him?Although she didn't want other women to touch him...

Seeing that she didn't respond, Song Zhicheng was displeased and said, "I'm so uncomfortable."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the smell of alcohol came to his face, You Qian said speechlessly, "Go take a cold shower, I'll make you some hangover soup."

Song Zhicheng grabbed her and refused to let her go: "No drink, you accompany me to take a bath."

So, all the tenderness and affection just now are all illusions, right?The vile, unreasonable, capricious, domineering person in front of him is the real Zhicheng Song.

You Qian rubbed the center of her brows: "Then let me go, otherwise how can I leave?"

Song Zhicheng opened his arms and hugged You Qian suddenly.

His movement was almost in the blink of an eye, and he didn't say hello beforehand. When You Qian's feet were in the air, he almost screamed in fright, and immediately stretched out his hands to hug him. Song Zhicheng chuckled sullenly, and muttered: "Coward."

You Qian: "..."

Song Zhicheng pulled his feet away and carried her directly to the bathroom.

Although You Qian was mentally prepared for what happened next, she still felt a little dazed and scared.

I still remember that one night five years ago, Song Zhicheng was also addicted to drugs. At that time, she and Song Zhicheng had just married, and Song Zhicheng went on a business trip before the honeymoon was over. He broke into the door and bullied her for a long time. She begged for mercy until her voice became hoarse, and he refused to let her go.

Because she was a new wife, but it was a bit embarrassing for her to bear Song Zhicheng's crazy violence.

Until now, thinking about it, You Qian felt that Song Zhicheng that night was really terrible.Afterwards, she had to cultivate for a few days before recovering.

Now the same old thing repeats itself?

You Qian's brows were tightly frowned, which could kill flies.

Song Zhicheng hugged her, kicked open the bathroom door, turned on the switch to turn on the hot water, then put her on the edge of the bathtub, staring at You Qian with burning eyes.

You Qian slightly avoided his dark eyes, and said, "Rinse with cold water first, your face is very red and hot, maybe you have a fever."

Song Zhicheng looked at her fair face and slowly scanned every inch of her sight. Her skin was snow-white, no matter how she looked at it, she felt abnormally beautiful.

In the quiet, Song Zhicheng suppressed his irrepressible emotions.

You Qian trembled slightly, feeling her nervousness, Song Zhicheng paused, stared at You Qian silently for a few seconds, then suddenly hugged her tightly again, breath gushed into her nostrils, and the corners of his mouth gently pressed against her. her lips.

Because of Song Zhicheng's reassurance, You Qian relieved his anxiety.

Song Zhicheng said softly: "Don't be afraid, it won't be like last time. I will try my best to restrain myself, as long as you say you feel uncomfortable, I will stop."

Does he remember the last time?Unable to explain why, You Qian's throat suddenly began to turn sour, and for no reason, the sore feeling in his heart couldn't be stopped, so he always remembered it.

She thought that after the incident, he would not remember it.

After so many years, I haven't heard a single word from him mentioning this matter again, so You Qian always thought that he had forgotten it.

did not expect……

Song Zhicheng stretched out his hand, caressed her eyebrows, then began to remove her clothes neatly, and hugged her to his side.

This embrace was like an adult hugging a child, You Qian lowered her head a little embarrassedly.

Song Zhicheng snorted, and started to untie his shirt. Halfway through, there was a button that couldn't be undone. Impatient, he stretched out his hand and started talking nonsense.

You Qian was speechless, seeing him tossing, she didn't want to help at first, but he was holding her, she was afraid of falling herself, so she reached out her hand to help him.

Song Zhicheng raised the corners of his mouth and began to ask: "Next, you will help me too."

You Qian's black face: "..."

Insatiable jerk.

She regrets it now.

(End of this chapter)