Did the actress get divorced today?

Chapter 307
319 chapter

When stepping into this warm hut, the coolness around Song Zhicheng suddenly dissipated, and the room was pitch black. Song Zhicheng was not in a hurry to turn on the lights, but stood still.

The house was silent.

Song Zhicheng suddenly felt very safe in his heart.He pursed the corners of his lips and said nothing, his beautiful dark and deep eyes stared intently at the half-opened and half-closed door.

quite a while.

Song Zhicheng lifted his feet and walked towards the door.

After a pause at the door, without any further hesitation, Song Zhicheng gently pushed the door open and walked in.

Through the night, Song Zhicheng clearly saw someone lying in the quilt on the bed, and knew clearly that it was You Qian lying there, his heart trembled slightly, moved, and was indescribably moved.

The heart that was originally up and down suddenly stabilized.

The closer you get, the more clearly you can hear her shallow breathing, mixed with the sound of her son's long breathing, Song Zhicheng's condensed eyebrows and eyes gradually have a soft taste.

Song Zhicheng tore his clothes, quickly took off his cumbersome clothes, and climbed up.

You Qian was half asleep and half awake, and suddenly felt something strange, her brows were slightly tightened, her eyelids twitched a few times, but she still didn't wake up.

Song Zhicheng waited quietly, and realized that she hadn't woken up. Through the dim light, he looked at You Qian's eyebrows and eyes. She was asleep, her face was quiet, with a little innocence of a child...

Looking at it, Song Zhicheng's eyes became blurred, and his sober head gradually became dizzy, almost drunk.

then……

He felt that he was really drunk, otherwise why would his head become more and more dizzy?Even the hands and feet seem to be out of control?

Relying on this drunkenness, Song Zhicheng couldn't help but bowed his head, held her face with open hands, and stroked it lightly. When he noticed Youqian's eyelashes trembling slightly, Song Zhicheng suddenly stopped.

After waiting for a while, You Qian's eyelashes trembled, but she was still asleep, so Song Zhicheng boldly raised his hand again and gently rubbed her eyebrows.

After doing this several times, I found You Qian was in a deep sleep, and Song Zhicheng felt a little proud because he didn't wake her up, so the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he smiled softly.

At this moment, You Qian frowned slightly, and murmured.

Song Zhicheng suddenly pursed his lips and stopped laughing.

But her unconscious murmur was like a fuse being ignited suddenly, almost instantly igniting the thoughts hidden in Song Zhicheng's heart. After standing blankly for a while, Song Zhicheng stretched out his hand and gently hugged You Qian into his arms.

a long time.

a long time.

a long time.

Until his limbs became stiff, he was not willing to let her go, but hugged her even tighter.

It's been a long time, and I haven't hugged her so quietly, enjoying this warm tranquility.

She was having trouble with herself, got angry with herself, had a cold war with herself, and even left herself... But Song Zhicheng could only silently watch her getting farther and farther away from him...

He doesn't want to let go.

And never let go.

Therefore, she can only be her own woman, and she can only be her own woman.

Unknowingly, Song Zhicheng hugged him even tighter.

You Qian was in a daze, feeling as if he was being suppressed by a mountain, and he couldn't breathe easily, and then he couldn't breathe, You Qian blinked, blinked again...

Finally, she opened it suddenly, saw a black shadow above her head, and her consciousness was completely awake: "...Song..."

Song Zhicheng!
She was startled.

When did this bastard come here?
She didn't notice it at all.

Seeing that You Qian was about to get angry, Song Zhicheng lowered his head and stared at her with his black eyes, looking at her vivid face: "Are you awake?"

You Qian: "Who told you to come here?"

As soon as she opened her mouth, there were only unpleasant words.

Song Zhicheng's eyes sank slightly.

For a long time, he didn't reply.

You Qian was short of breath, and opened her mouth and said, "Let me go."

Song Zhicheng neither listened nor spoke.

You Qian said angrily, "I told you to let go of me, don't you understand?" Anyone who was suddenly woken up in the middle of the night would not be in a good mood, and he was still facing someone like Song Zhicheng who came uninvited.

Song Zhicheng stared at her quietly with a pair of black eyes, emitting a breathtaking light.

You Qian turned her face away, not to meet his gaze.

Song Zhicheng stared at her, and stubbornly refused to let go of the hand holding her. Instead, he gradually approached her, little by little, and suddenly kissed her forehead.

There was a cool touch on the forehead, and the tip of You Qian's heart couldn't help trembling.

Seeing that she didn't resist violently, Song Zhicheng quietly approached her and kissed the corner of her lips lightly.

You Qian almost bounced and quickly pushed him away.

However... After pushing it several times in a row, he was as stable as Mount Tai, unable to push at all.

This bastard!

This bastard!

This bastard!

In her heart, she couldn't help but scold Song Zhicheng countless times.

After Song Zhicheng felt her strong dissatisfaction, he stopped kissing her for a while, which gave You Qian an opportunity, and she turned her head to the side fiercely, avoiding Song Zhicheng's hand.

Song Zhicheng took a chance, he raised his head, looked at her, and pursed his lips: "Qianqian..."

You Qian frowned, no answer.

Song Zhicheng kept staring at her with beautiful black eyes that were three points confused and drunk.He was like a child, with deep attachment in his eyes, "Qianqian...come home with me, okay?"

You Qian was startled suddenly, she looked at Song Zhicheng, wondering what he meant at this moment?
however……

A strong smell of alcohol suddenly entered her nose.

It turned out that he was just drunk and talking drunk.

She understood that it was absolutely impossible for the sober Song Zhicheng to say such a thing.

After a while, Song Zhicheng saw that You Qian hadn't spoken, and lowered his head again, and slowly approached her. Even though he was drunk, he still quickly grabbed You Qian when she wanted to escape.

You Qian frowned: "Let me go." Her skills were taught by his precepts and deeds, so of course she couldn't escape his omnipresent tight encirclement.

Song Zhicheng lowered his head, wanted to stick to her face, opened his mouth to kiss her lips, but You Qian turned his face away immediately, avoiding him.

Song Zhicheng was very dissatisfied.

You Qian frowned.

Her repeated refusals made Song Zhicheng's face darken.

In such an atmosphere, Song Zhicheng, who was stern and exuding a terrible low pressure, reminded Youqian all the time that he was dangerous, and at the same time told her that she might not be able to get out of the danger.

Song Zhicheng, that bastard!
She never disregarded her thoughts and acted willfully.

You Qian frowned and said, "Let go of me, don't wake up my son."

Song Zhicheng listened, and looked at her with a slightly wronged expression on his handsome face: "It will be ten days and a half months since you left, I miss you and want to kiss you, can't it?"

He was wronged first.

It felt like he had abused him.

You Qian just breathed a sigh of relief, almost didn't come up, opened her mouth a few times, but didn't know what words to use to describe her depression.

There was silence for a while.

Seeing that You Qian didn't speak, Song Zhicheng eased the strength that restrained her, but still locked her tightly in his arms, ensuring that she couldn't escape.

Song Zhicheng didn't say anything more, but stared at You Qian quietly for a while, and when her flushed face gradually returned to normal, Song Zhicheng pursed his lips and asked a little uncomfortable, "Can I kiss you now?"

You Qian said angrily, "No..."

Song Zhicheng pursed his lips: "But I want to kiss you..."

"Shallow..."

"Shallow..."

He stared at her, and whispered her name, from the deep eyes to the low call, there was a strong expectation.

You Qian rubbed the center of her brows, suddenly felt a little headache, and didn't know how to drive him away.

Song Zhicheng is a master at observing words and expressions. He caught a glimpse of her expression and realized the gradual relaxation. He suddenly buried his head in the hollow of her shoulder, and shouted softly, "Qianqian, I want to kiss you..."

"Missing you makes me sad..."

"Did you feel it?"

"Shallow..."

"Shallow..."

Song Zhicheng called her name one after another, in a low, light and slow voice, while the voice was leisurely and deep, with a hint of flattery and prayer.

　After the update\(^o^)/~I feel wronged, a lot of things have been changed~~~~(>_<)~~~~
　　Suddenly, it was three o'clock in the morning.Awow... so sleepy... cold and sleepy, the weather has turned a lot colder, everyone pay attention to keep warm, and there are many cuties who have taken exams recently, go ahead and cheer for you, everyone wants to get high scores!

　　Thank you my little angel for the reward.

　　Both Bo and Yi Sheng gave me a lot of rewards for you to spend.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)