Rebirth of the famous family in the entertainment industry

Chapter 123 The Disliked Pigeon Egg (1)
"No," Lin Siqi said now, "I'm so tired, I want to sleep, can I sleep a little longer? Anyway, today is Saturday, I'll sleep a little longer."

"Tired?" Song Wang frowned and pinched her face, "But why am I not tired?"

you are not human……

Lin Siqi slandered silently, rolled her eyes speechlessly, and just buried her head in the bed, ignoring him anyway.

"Then go to sleep." Song Wang gave her a helpless look, "I'm a little hungry, let's go down and eat first."

His voice sounded quite aggrieved, Lin Siqi almost relented.

But after thinking about it, according to his request, I am afraid that he will never be satisfied, so forget it.

Lin Siqi closed her eyes and soon fell asleep, and this sleep was very long.

It was past four in the afternoon when she woke up.

She left the stage in a hurry last night. She was still wearing the long skirt she wore on the show, and she was only wrapped in a long down jacket.

After a tiring shower, she chose Song Wang's cloakroom for a long time, and finally picked out a smoky gray sweater from him, and put it directly on her skirt.

It should be nondescript, but she is beautiful, tall and has a good figure. She was originally a natural clothes rack, so she naturally looks good in anything.

When Lin Siqi was lazily going downstairs with her hair loose, Song Wang on the sofa subconsciously sat up straight and looked at her.

This kind of her, for some reason, seemed like a flower that bloomed all of a sudden.

It not only has the youthful vitality of a girl, but also has the graceful charm of a woman, with exquisite curves, swaying and graceful when walking, and is naturally charming.

For some reason, Song Wang suddenly remembered that she had hugged another man last night, and immediately became depressed. As soon as Lin Siqi walked to the coffee table, he stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms, and kissed her.

here we go again……

Lin Siqi would feel hungry, afraid that he would go crazy on the sofa, so she quickly pushed him back and stood up.

When he lowered his head, he saw two books on the coffee table.

The words "marriage certificate" jumped into her eyes, she subconsciously reached out and took one, pinched it in her hand and turned it over, turning her head to look at Song Wang with a puzzled face: "This is it?"

"Marriage certificate," Song Wang smiled, "I gave it to us when I was applying for admission to Xiao Siyuan. Ours is a marriage certificate."

"Why do you..." Lin Siqi was defeated by him again, he hesitated for a long time, and choked out, "Why didn't you call me?"

Why don't you call me...

These words were slightly coquettish, her face flushed suddenly, but she was obviously not angry or dissatisfied at all, Song Wang gave her a fixed look, and said with a smile: "You were in class at the time."

Because she is in class, so you don't call her when you get a marriage certificate?
What kind of logic is this!

Lin Siqi couldn't laugh or cry, she couldn't communicate with him at all, she read the marriage certificate over and over several times, and packed her own.

After all, it was a matter of time before she loved him. Although Song Wang was a lot faster than she imagined, it took her less than a minute to go from being surprised to accepting it naturally.

During this process, Song Wang kept looking at her calmly.

Finally, he stretched out his hand to give Lin Siqi a hand, hugged her and sat on his lap, rubbed his forehead against the tip of her nose, and sighed, "Siqi?"

"What's the matter?" Lin Siqi was so afraid of his appearance, she put her hand on his chest and pushed, "Have you eaten yet? I'm so hungry, I want to eat first."

"Well," Song Wang said lazily, "I'll do it for you."

"No need." Lin Siqi couldn't ask him to cook again and again, and hurriedly got up, "I'll go and order some dragon beard noodles. You seem to have bought it last time, I saw it in the kitchen."

"Really?" Song Wang raised his eyebrows.

"Well, I've seen it before," Lin Siqi stood up from his arms as she spoke, "Do you want to eat? Do that quickly."

"Yes." Song Wang didn't think about it.

"Then," Lin Siqi tilted her head, pursed her lips and thought for a while, "Do you want something seafood-flavored, or tomato-flavored?"

"How to say?" Song Wang raised his eyebrows.

"For seafood, I put seaweed, shrimp skin and meatballs, and for tomatoes, I put some vegetables and eggs. Which one do you like?"

"Have eggs." Song Wang said lightly.

with eggs...

Lin Siqi stared blankly at him, then said in a muffled voice, "Both of them can have eggs."

"Pfft," Song Wang leaned on the sofa, and smiled at her, his eyebrows and eyes were very happy, "If you can have both, you can do whatever you want."

Lin Siqi turned around decisively and walked towards the kitchen, ignoring him.

Song Wang leaned back on the sofa, looked at her swaying back, thought of her cute and stunned expression at a certain moment just now, the corners of her mouth twitched and smiled twice.

Lin Siqi's skirt was covered with his sweater, which looked loose and soft. Her long, seaweed-like curly hair hung loose, shaking slightly as she walked, and her back added a sense of freedom and leisure.

So cute!
His wife is so cute!Ho Ho!

Song Wang thought for a while proudly, his eyes fell on the marriage certificate on the table, the smile on the corner of his lips froze, and he curled his lips in depression.

Uh, not his wife yet.

But it doesn't matter, she is so easy to accept, it will be soon.

Lin Siqi knew how to make noodles, and as she said, it was done very quickly, and it took almost two phone calls from Song Wang.

After she called Song Wang and the two finished their meal, Zhao Qing and others came over.

Lin Siqi washed her hands and went to the living room, and was startled by the clothes bags lying on the sofa.

"Come on." Song Wang waved at her.

"Hello, Miss Lin."

"Hello, Miss Lin."

"Hello Miss Xiaolin."

Several people standing nearby called her in unison, Lin Siqi blushed, and scratched her long fluffy hair a little embarrassedly.

After all, she was wearing nondescript clothes, with Song Wang's sweater on top of her skirt.Being scrutinized by several men with meaningful eyes, it is inevitable to feel embarrassing.

(End of this chapter)