Did the actress get divorced today?

Chapter 270 Take Roll Away
You Qian breathed calmly, her chest rose and fell slightly while panting slightly, the light shone on her porcelain white skin, making her look so delicate and delicious under him.

He was the only one who had ever seen her like this.

From now on, it will only belong to him alone.

Thinking of this, Song Zhicheng's black eyes darkened slightly, and he reached out to untie her clothes.

You Qian was startled, quickly grabbed the hem of her clothes, and asked defensively, "What are you doing again?"

Song Zhicheng's slender fingers touched her skin, and said with a straight face, "Show me, is your body okay?"

You Qian's face darkened: "It's done."

When he finished speaking, he held onto the hem of his clothes even more, not letting Song Zhicheng open it.

Song Zhicheng obviously didn't believe it, he stroked her face with cold fingers, and then said seriously: "Be good, let me check."

After tossing her for so long, because he had to rush to deal with some things, he didn't take care of her. When Song Zhicheng was away from home, he always thought about it in his heart. He wanted to check on her as soon as he entered the house. There were a few more people, and I was very sullen, and then I gambled with her for a while, and almost forgot about it.

You Qian grabbed her clothes tightly: "I've already said it, it's over."

Song Zhicheng let go of his hand suddenly, and said very displeasedly, "I haven't seen anything on you, what are you guarding against?"

You Qian held her breath, endured it, and said, "But I don't want you to see it now." Doesn't the freedom of her body belong to her?
With a dark face, Song Zhicheng said unhappily: "I brought back an ointment, show it to me, and I'll rub it on for you."

You Qian rubbed the center of her brows, she was too angry to frown, she just said, "I've already applied the medicine, the one you asked Zhou Jia to bring, and my body is really healed."

Song Zhicheng looked at her fixedly, with a persistent look.

You Qian asked suddenly: "Song Zhicheng, are you worried about my body?"

Song Zhicheng's body was slightly stiff, and he refused to admit it with a straight face.

You Qian said weakly: "I'm really healed, but I still have a little bruise, and it will be fine in a few days. So thank you for your concern, I really don't need your help."

Song Zhicheng let go of her suddenly and gave up insisting.

You Qian breathed a sigh of relief, she was most afraid of Song Zhicheng being unreasonable.

Unexpectedly, Song Zhicheng just let her go for a while, and after standing still for a while, he suddenly hugged her by the waist, so startled that You Qian almost screamed.

Song Zhicheng clenched his arms tightly, and suddenly took a step forward.

You Qian anxiously asked: "What are you doing? Let me down."

With a cold face, Song Zhicheng walked towards the bedroom step by step without saying a word. When he reached the door of the bedroom, he stretched out a leg, kicked it lightly, and opened the door.

You Qian couldn't struggle with him, but felt a deep sense of powerlessness in her heart.

Song Zhicheng kicked open the bathroom door, and then put You Qian down, and then couldn't help but say that she was not allowed to resist, and took off her clothes directly.

His strength was great, and You Qian's resistance looked like hitting a stone with a pebble, and he stripped off her clothes.

You Qian's face was sullen, her lips trembling with anger.

Song Zhicheng stared at her body carefully for a few seconds, seeing that she hadn't lied to him, she was indeed much better, and his complexion was slightly pale, so he tore off his shaggy hair, turned on the switch, and by the way, in the blink of an eye, he took off the clothes on his body. Also took off.

The steaming water vapor filled the bathroom, and only a faint scene could be seen through the glass window.

After a while, take a shower.

Song Zhicheng carried You Qian out, put her on the bed, took out the ointment, and applied it to her bit by bit.

You Qian stared at the ceiling, feeling that the proposal she was thinking about was a little ridiculous, and it seemed that she didn't need to think about it at all.

She no longer resisted, and let him go.

Song Zhicheng's slightly cold fingertips slid across her skin little by little, his originally calm eyes gradually deepened, and his breathing suddenly became rapid.

Taking another glance, he suddenly saw the cold expression on You Qian's face, and Song Zhicheng's fiery heart instantly turned cold.

Just now she was depressed, and she always treated herself as an outsider to take precautions, so in a panic, she forced her to take a bath and apply medicine for her...

The words of apology could not be uttered, and after being depressed for a while, Song Zhicheng pursed his lips: "Okay, let's go to sleep."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the quilt, trying to help her cover it.

You Qian's eyes moved, she suddenly stood up, pointed to the door and said, "I'm going to bed, can I ask you to leave?"

Song Zhicheng's black eyes darkened slightly.

silence.

The atmosphere was almost condensed, and the air in the room seemed to be mixed with ice cubes, which made it very uncomfortable to inhale into the lungs. You Qian frowned and looked at Song Zhicheng stubbornly.

Song Zhicheng was silent for a while, and said, "I'll go to the guest room."

Putting aside the words, he lifted his foot and went out.

You Qian didn't insist on letting Song Zhicheng go back, anyway, Song Zhicheng couldn't listen.He could open the door without disturbing her. As long as he wanted to, it would be easy for him to come in again, so why bother?

She lay on the bed without sleeping for a long time, just opened her eyes, her son's shallow breathing sounded by her ears, half a sound, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

the room next door.

Song Zhicheng was lying on an uncomfortable bed, covered with a clean quilt, staring at the ceiling as well, with a warm yellow light on above his head, and the corners of his mouth were tightly drawn.

He is very angry now.

Very angry.

But not with her, but with himself.

What you obviously want to do, what you want to do, what you make, and what you imagine in your head are always somewhat different.

Forced to fall asleep, unable to fall asleep at all.

The night was getting dark, and You Qian didn't know when she fell asleep. The next day when the sun was bright, she opened her eyes suddenly, and when she woke up, she saw her son's head resting on her belly, half-closed. Biting fingers with eyes closed.

You Qian reached out and stroked his little head, her eyes were full of tenderness.

Caress, take a look.

Song Gungun seemed a little annoyed by being caressed, and suddenly turned his head away, but he exerted too much force, one of them lost his balance, and fell with a thud.

After the fall, the silly boy was still grinning and giggling.

You Qian was a little ashamed, picked up the chubby little boy, and kissed him.

After hugging quietly for a while, a flash of reluctance flashed in her eyes, and she suddenly added some strength, wishing to rub the little chubby into her body again and hide it.

The door was suddenly pushed open from the outer door.

Song Zhicheng came in and said, "I heard my son's laughter, you can eat something when you wake up. I'm going to work."

You Qian didn't turn around to look at him, but just stared at the child in her arms, and said, "Take Gun Gun away too."

Song Zhicheng paused.

You Qian said softly: "I'm very busy recently, so I probably don't have time to take him with me. If I'm free, I'll make an appointment with you to see him."

What she said was the truth. After the termination of the contract with Central, it is estimated that the impact of the stampede has passed, and she can resume work in a low-key manner, and there are several scripts that need to be urgently filmed.

　You must think that this chapter is going to be stewed meat, right? NONONO!The author of Tsundere said that the last few chapters have made me tired of stewed meat, haha, several people have tapped my Q before, asking me to stew meat. The pills are all out, and I also took myself...

　　
　
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