Did the actress get divorced today?

Chapter 330 Don't Dislike You
You Qian was so frightened and panicked, like a frightened deer, which really made Song Zhicheng very happy. Suddenly, he felt that he seemed to have infinite patience.

It's patience with her.

She will be with him forever, there is a lifetime between them, and for such a long time, he doesn't need to rush to get her consent, as long as he is a little more patient, she will always understand and agree to remarry.

then……

Song Zhicheng didn't even close the door, turned on the faucet, threw off his clothes in front of You Qian, and started to take a bath very naturally.

You Qian: "..."

She had no choice but to retreat silently to the bed, blushing, clutching her throbbing chest, feeling that everything seemed to be completely out of her control.

First of all, it was Song Zhicheng's attitude.

Although, when she was with him in private before, Song Zhicheng was often out of tune, self-willed, 'retaining' hooligans, and scoundrels, but it was not as frequent as it is now.

Moreover, he used to be always moody, and if he wasn't paying attention, he might throw his face at her.You Qian has gotten used to his cold face very well, and is very good at coping with his irritability...

However, she felt a little overwhelmed by such frequent teasing of Song Zhicheng, who played 'stay' and teased her shamelessly.

The rhythm between the two is like a wild horse that has run wild, completely out of control.

Hearing the sparse sound of water not far away, You Qian's face darkened, and after a while, she decided to think about nothing.Anyway, after picking up her grandfather home, she was about to throw herself into the intense filming, and she didn't have time, and she didn't want to waste time with Song Zhicheng.

As for Song Zhicheng, he is so busy, he probably doesn't have time to spend with himself.

Just as she was thinking about it, You Qian suddenly heard Song Zhicheng talking in the bathroom: "I forgot to take my clothes, please bring them here for me."

You Qian turned dark again in an instant: "Can't you take it yourself?"

Song Zhicheng suddenly laughed softly, and said lightly: "Do you want me to go out naked? As long as you are willing..."

You Qian: "..."

To be honest, she really had the urge to strangle Song Zhicheng to death.

This person never closes the door when he takes a shower, but now he is pretending to be embarrassed, but in fact he just wants to tease himself and ask him to pass his clothes for him.

She didn't want to hand him the clothes.

Of course, she didn't want Song Zhicheng to have an excuse to show her body violently in front of her...

Taking a deep breath, You Qian opened the backpack, took out Song Zhicheng's clothes, ran over in a hurry, and threw it on Song Zhicheng without saying anything.

Song Zhicheng raised his hand, and after catching it easily, his eyes looked at You Qian's blushing face, and his eyes flickered involuntarily.

You Qian hurriedly turned her back, took a step back, and returned to the room.

On the soft bed, Rolling is sleeping soundly, with curled eyelashes, delicate and fair skin, chubby face, small red mouth slightly opened, sleeping with eyes closed is very similar to Song Zhicheng.

But one is innocent and the other is downright hateful.

How can there be such a big difference between people?
Her son will only fill her with joy and infinite sweetness.

But Song Zhicheng would only make her angry, angry, angry, or else feel uncomfortable, sad...

You Qian looked away and tried to rummage through her bag and play with her phone, but she thought it was not suitable to turn it on, so she stopped again. After Song Zhicheng's interruption, her nervousness disappeared, but she still endured it. Can't stop thinking about grandpa.

The doctor said it was possible to wake up.

Grandpa is waking up.

This realization made You Qian unable to sit still at all, she wished she could put wings on herself and fly over immediately.

Song Zhicheng stepped on his slippers and gradually approached: "What are you thinking?"

She was staring at one place, so lost in thought, could it be that she was thinking about someone else?

This thought that popped up made Song Zhicheng's eyes sink.

You Qian turned his head reflexively, and his head suddenly bumped into Song Zhicheng's chest. Song Zhicheng easily held her steady, pressed her in his arms, and asked with a raised eyebrow, "Can't wait to have something happen to me?"

With a dark face, You Qian waved his hand away: "You think too much."

Song Zhicheng's hair was wet, still dripping with water, only a white scarf was wrapped around his waist, slender arms, straight legs, wide chest... Muddy, with smooth lines and clear texture...

Even though she has seen it countless times, she still admits that Song Zhicheng's work does have the capital of "you or" people.

No wonder, crucian carp always whispers in front of her, saying that Song Zhicheng is a peerless handsome man, such a masculinity is a good material for a lover, let her only talk about his body with him, don't bother with him...

Thinking of this, You Qian quietly looked away, feeling her cheeks were a little hot.

She was startled again for a while, and she didn't understand why at this time, how could she think of the crucian carp's words?Crucian carp is a witch~demon king full of jokes, her words can only go in one ear and out the other, there is absolutely no merit...

What was even more incredible was that she was actually considering this proposal.

Song Zhicheng didn't seem to notice her wandering spirit, only saw her blushing cheeks, and then he couldn't help but put his arms around her, and asked softly, "Do you want to wash before going to bed?"

His voice was very low and deep, and when he heard it in his ears, his heart couldn't help trembling, and his whole body aroused layers of goosebumps.

This is an invitation signal.

She received it.

You Qian pinched her face, feeling extremely annoyed.Maybe it's my own imagination?Maybe Song Zhicheng simply asked her to take a bath...

Just as she was thinking wildly, Song Zhicheng suddenly raised her chin, stared at her with black eyes, and asked, "Why do you pinch your face? Doesn't it hurt?"

You Qian insisted, "You care so much."

Immediately afterwards, she felt a rubbing of her cheeks. Song Zhicheng gently pressed her cheeks with his fingertips, and then rubbed them hard.

You Qian was slightly taken aback: "What are you pinching my face for?"

Song Zhicheng said with a stern face, "I'll study the structure."

Annoyed, You Qian stretched out her hand to push him away: "It's not as thick as you anyway."

When the words fell to the ground, Song Zhicheng laughed softly, and suddenly hugged Youqian tightly, resting his head on her shoulder, sniffing the soft fragrance on her body, and said in a hoarse voice: "Can you take a bath? "

You Qian stabilized her mind and shook her head directly: "Not good."

Song Zhicheng smiled and said, "Then don't take a bath, I don't think you're dirty."

You Qian gasped, and said angrily, "You're the one who's dirty."

Song Zhicheng wanted to jump away immediately, but You Qian, who was running away, chuckled again: "I took a shower just now, why don't you check if it's dirty?"

You Qian: "...stay away from me."

Song Zhicheng chuckled, "How far?"

You Qian frowned: "How far, how far away."

Song Zhicheng's dark eyes darkened: "No."

You Qian: "..."

She could only speak at a loss.

It is really……

She really couldn't stand such unreasonable Song Zhicheng.

For a moment, she could only feel his chest heaving violently due to his anger.

Song Zhicheng hugged Youqian for a while and suddenly let go of Youqian. He has always been a master at contemplating people's hearts, and he knew that he should not provoke Youqian to continue to be angry, otherwise the gain would not be worth the loss, so he could only let go of his hand with a little regret.

　It's over, good night everyone\(^o^)/~ There are a few typos that are sensitive, and they are replaced by other characters, please understand by yourself
　　PS: When I typed, I always paid attention to the setting of the characters in my pen. Now Mr. Song’s character design has not collapsed. He is a person who is serious on the surface but wild in his heart. As long as he opens up and lets himself go, he It will be an eye-opener... After all, if he is not wild in his heart, he would not be able to fight with netizens in a vest, show his son to the world, and show his affection...

　　
　
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