Rebirth of the famous family in the entertainment industry

Chapter 503: Big Wedding (1)
She was speechless, and Song Wang couldn't help laughing.

He stretched out his hand and twisted her face, lifted the quilt, found the pants and put them on, put on the pants, and then found a shirt to put on again, without tucking the hem into the pants, he casually fastened the buttons in the middle, It looks a bit lazy and lazy.

Standing by the bed, looking down at Cheng Siqi.

Cheng Siqi was still huddled under the quilt, leaving only one head outside, her eyes rolled around to look at him, she was as cute as a little hamster.

Song Wang sat on the edge of the bed, hugged her and the quilt into his arms, and said with a smile, "Shall I dress you?"

"You have to bring the clothes first." Cheng Siqi muttered depressingly.

Song Wang lowered his head, the clothes on the ground were horrible, they were crumpled and torn by him just now.

amount……

Why is he so rough?

Song Wang frowned and took a look, lowered his head and kissed Cheng Siqi's forehead, smiled and said "yes", and went to find her clothes.

A black t-shirt and jeans...

Cheng Siqi went to wear it with her back turned to him, Song Wang looked at it, and couldn't help but hug her from behind.

Kissing her shoulder, he begged in a low voice, "Honey, let me wear it for you."

"What's the matter with you?" Cheng Siqi put on his trousers, but felt that he was suddenly very annoying, so he paused, and turned his head to ask.

Song Wang took the opportunity to kiss the corner of her lips, crossed one leg and half-kneeled beside her, wrapped her arms around her, and pulled up her pants.

"Put your butt up." He spoke like an order, Cheng Siqi couldn't help but blush, and obeyed.

Song Wang was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing, jokingly said, "You're so stupid, I forgot my underwear."

amount……

Cheng Siqi was stunned for a second, clutching her trousers and hid under the quilt again, looking at him with tears in her eyes: "Go get it, you forgot to get it for me!"

Song Wang laughed happily, put one hand on his waist and got off the bed, rummaged through the boxes, pulled out one and threw it over to her.

Cheng Siqi was much shyer than he remembered, and she was not teased.

Seeing that her face was as red as a tomato, Song Wang didn't tease her any more. He stood watching her get dressed, and suddenly said, "Can I have a cigarette? I want to."

"Go." Cheng Siqi pouted towards the balcony.

Song Wang smiled, touched the lighter and cigarette case in his coat, and took them to the balcony.

This day was actually quite tiring, but for some reason, he was very excited, and when he saw Cheng Siqi, he wanted to hug her tightly, all the time.

The emotions are too full, and you have to smoke a cigarette to relieve it.

The air in the evening at the beginning of May is very good. Standing on the balcony, you can have a very wide view. Some barren land in the distance is under construction. The sunset glow in the sky reflects that the land seems to be golden.

He looked at it and thought of his previous life.

How is he treating Cheng Siqi? He just thinks it's not good enough.

When he first met her, he often bullied her. Every time he finished his work, he would sleep with her back to back, and he could hear her crying softly many times when he didn't fall asleep.

His heart ached, he pretended to be asleep, turned over and hugged her tightly from behind.

Wake up in the morning and let her go indifferently.

He remembered that one day, when the sun came in from the window, he stood under the bed and put on his clothes with his back to her, Cheng Siqi curled up on the bed and whispered, "Why are you doing this?"

How did he answer?
He gritted his teeth: "You provoked me on your own initiative."

Yes, Cheng Siqi took the initiative to provoke him, but in fact, the two had met before they spoke for the first time, and he already knew her.

I have seen her sing quietly with her head down, and she has seen her dance in sexy clothes. He smoked a cigarette and looked at her casually many times, only thinking that although she was young, she looked quite mature.

But in fact, she was forced by life to mature rapidly.

She is kind and stubborn, strong and fragile.

Those weaknesses and cowardices were actually only shown in front of him alone. She shed so many tears because of him, but in the end, she only remembered his kindness.

With her like this, he just felt that no matter how much he loved her, it was not enough.

He felt regretful that the him in his previous life would push her away like that. He should have known that no matter what kind of him he was, she would never dislike her or want to leave.

The twists and turns of separation between them were actually all caused by him, who thought he was right.

Fortunately, there was later, Qingning's years.

Song Wang was thinking wildly, his fingers were burned by the cigarette butt, and he lost the desire to continue smoking, put out the cigarette, turned and went back to the room.

Cheng Siqi had already got out of bed and was combing her hair in the bathroom with a comb.

She had sweated a lot just now, and her hair was wet.

Song Wang looked at her focused side face, approached her step by step, took the comb in her hand, put one hand around her waist from the side, and said softly, "I'll comb it for you."

"Hmm." Cheng Siqi curled into his arms and smiled, without refusing.

Song Wang then took a comb to help her comb her hair, holding her soft hair in his palm, diluting the little sadness he had just now, his brows and eyes were gentle, taking care of her, just like a father taking care of a spoiled little daughter.

He actually doesn't do this often, after all, at the end of his previous life, he only had one hand.

His hand can do many things, but at the same time, there are many things that are really inconvenient. Many times he watched her get up early to comb her hair, and wanted to help her do it, but he could only think about it.

Cheng Siqi's hair is long and thick like soft algae. It's not naturally black, but naturally slightly curly, with a bit of taupe, but it looks good.

She is always good-looking in his eyes, no matter what time it is.

Song Wang combed her hair, and the two of them left the room for dinner. The restaurant is on the fifth floor.

It was past nine o'clock, and there were not many people on the whole floor.

Cheng Siqi's physical strength is not as good as his. She was already tired after a long day of work, and she was a little drowsy when she was eating. She poked the vegetables with her chopsticks and dozed off.

Song Wang looked at her, amused, didn't eat much, and carried her directly back to the room.

The next day, Fei Chuanyi and Rong Qing arrived on time at eight o'clock in the morning.

(End of this chapter)