Did the actress get divorced today?

Chapter 267
After only a few seconds of silence, the surprise on Song Zhicheng's face disappeared in a flash. Although he was very displeased, he looked at the living room calmly, and then smiled slightly: "Mr. It is a great honor to be shining brightly."

Yo……

Once you open your mouth, is this an oath of sovereignty?

Ah……

When it came to choking to death, Tang Zheng felt that his mouth had never given up, so Tang Zheng just looked at Song Zhicheng with a slight curve of his mouth: "I come here often, Mr. Song is so rare."

"..." Song Zhicheng pursed his lips, his black eyes darkened instantly.

After a moment of stiffness, Song Zhicheng suppressed the gloom in his eyes, turned around and closed the door, and when he turned around again, he rarely smiled and said, "I'm sorry, and I will definitely take proper protection measures for the house and family in the future."

This is mocking myself.

He said clearly that he wanted to guard himself as a thief.

How could Tang Zheng not hear it?For some reason, seeing Song Zhicheng like this, the bitterness that filled Tang Zheng's chest suddenly dissipated a little.

So, Tang Zheng held the fat baby in his arms a little more firmly, and said casually, "Oh...with Mr. Song's ability, it turns out that he can't even protect his house and family properly."

Qing Piao Piao dropped a sentence, insinuating that Song Zhicheng was incompetent, unable to guard his home, let alone his family.

Song Zhicheng's face darkened instantly.

Does this mean to fight?

Song Zhicheng glanced at Tang Zheng lightly, and snorted softly: "I cherish my family and lover, so I am willing to take more protective measures around them." After a slight pause, his eyes were quite sharp, and he looked directly at Tang Zheng. Positively, said in a serious manner: "Because..."

Tang Zheng raised his eyebrows, looking at Song Zhicheng leisurely, waiting for the big move.

Meanwhile, in the kitchen.

Zhou Jia said suspiciously: "Qianqian, it seems that someone in the living room is talking to Mr. Tang."

You Qian put the dishes on the plate: "Ah... who is it? Is it Chen Fang and the others?"

Zhou Jia brushed the water with both hands, and said, "It sounds like Mr. Song."

Youqian paused with her fingers, put down the spatula, and said softly, "I'll go out and have a look." While speaking, she took off her apron.

Just as Song Zhicheng was about to open his mouth to mock Tang Zhengshi, he saw You Qian stepping out of the kitchen out of the corner of his eye, so he immediately withdrew the sharpness in his eyes.

Inside the room, the eyes of the two men turned to stare at Youqian at the same time, and then they spoke out almost at the same time.

Song Zhicheng said: "There are guests at home, why didn't you tell me in advance today?"

Tang Zheng said lightly: "Qianqian, I still want to eat steamed pork ribs..."

You Qian was very puzzled, and felt extremely weird. Before he could react, he heard Song Zhicheng say with a smile: "It should be, Mr. Tang is a guest, and I should cook a few more dishes to entertain the guests, so that the guests feel at home."

Tang Zheng raised the corners of his lips: "I'm very casual, and I've never felt conscious of being a guest."

Song Zhicheng squinted and smiled: "The host usually doesn't like to entertain guests like this."

You Qian felt the veins on her forehead jumping faintly, what the hell are these two people talking about?Why can't she understand everything?I feel that I can't keep up with their rhythm at all, and what kind of guests, masters...

Are these two guests?

She is the real master, right?

You Qian glanced at the stern-faced Song Zhicheng, ignored him, turned to Tang Zheng and said, "Ah Zheng, all the pork ribs are made into sweet and sour. There is no way to steam them. I will make them for you next time."

Tang Zheng's eyes were as bright as the stars, and he smiled with his lips curled up: "Okay."

Smiling, his eyes swept over Song Zhicheng with a vague look, very proud of the winner.

Song Zhicheng's eyes were ice-like and gloomy, but his face was as usual, his face was extraordinary handsome, the corners of his lips curled up, and he looked back at Tang Zheng with a half-smile.

You Qian glanced at Song Zhicheng quietly, feeling even more strange.

Hasn't she already changed the door lock?She was sure that Song Zhicheng probably didn't know the latest door lock code.

How did Song Zhicheng get in?
Could it be that Tang Zheng opened the door just now?

Unable to figure it out, You Qian decided not to think about it for the time being, but when she turned to Song Zhicheng, her expression was not so good-looking, so she asked, "Didn't you say that you will come back later?"

After Song Zhicheng heard this, the corners of his mouth softened slightly, and he said softly, "I miss you and my son, so I came back early."

You Qian: "..."

I think my son can understand.

miss her?

You Qian felt that she was not frightened now, but her scalp was numb.

Song Zhicheng's eyes were a little scary.

He had never said such things to her in such a gentle tone, and it was still in front of outsiders.

It can be said that after knowing Song Zhicheng for more than ten years, this is the first time I heard him say that he misses her... You Qian is so shocked that she doesn't know how to reply him.

Song Zhicheng glanced at the stupid You Qian, then turned to Tang Zheng and said, "My son is quite naughty, Mr. Tang probably won't be able to hug him, so pass him to me."

Tang Zheng's face darkened slightly.

Song Zhicheng asked softly, "Mr. Tang?"

Thinking about it carefully, since the child's father wanted someone out loud, there was really no reason to forcibly keep other people's children. Tang Zheng didn't say anything, and immediately reached out his hand after hearing the words, and handed the soft chubby man in his arms to Song Zhicheng.

As soon as Song Gungun fell into his father's arms, his little arms and chubby legs moved, and he automatically found a comfortable position in his father's arms, and lay down obediently.

Song Zhicheng immediately opened his mouth and kissed Xiaopangdun's forehead.

His love for his son is beyond words.

Tang Zheng seemed to pretend he didn't notice this.

You Qian frowned slightly, feeling that the atmosphere in the living room was a bit weird. Tang Zheng was alright, and there was nothing abnormal on his face, but Song Zhicheng's current appearance was really horrifying.

As if he didn't notice the strange color on You Qian's face, Song Zhicheng suddenly asked, "When was the last time my son drank milk?"

You Qian thought for a while and said, "Two hours ago."

Song Zhicheng picked up Xiaopangdun, stood up and said, "Then I'll make milk for him, and help him take a bath." After speaking, he walked towards the bedroom naturally, glanced at Tang Zheng by the way, and said, "Mr. Tang, please help yourself." .”

Tang Zheng smiled and nodded.

Seeing this, You Qian frowned, and said, "Ah Zheng, just wait a little longer, there are still a few dishes left, and they will be ready soon."

Tang Zhengdao: "Don't worry, don't be tired." After speaking, he raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at Song Zhicheng.

Does this sound like what Tang Papi would say?
You Qian immediately got goosebumps all over, feeling too scared.

Song Zhicheng stopped, and looked at a man and a woman in the living room with a dark face. He felt that he could not stop his irritability. If he was not worried about making You Qian angry, and he didn't want to lose face in front of Tang Zheng, Song Zhicheng endured it. In the end, without saying anything, he turned and went into the bedroom, intending to change into casual clothes before coming out.

After You Qian finished speaking, she immediately entered the kitchen, deciding to get out the dinner earlier and end this strange dinner earlier.

　This chapter is very difficult to code, and the scene is a bit different from what I imagined.But time was running out, so I had to send it out.

　　PS: Mr. Song went crazy, so his IQ dropped to 6 years old, Zhengzheng was very depressed, and his IQ dropped to 8 years old. Facing two mentally handicapped children, he could not wait to be beaten and scolded. As the teaching director, Qianqian could only hold dogma , Knock on the blackboard: You two, go back and write your homework 100 times!If you don't finish writing, you are not allowed to eat!

　　President Song: ...

　　Zhengzheng: ...

　　
　
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