Did the actress get divorced today?

Chapter 331
As soon as You Qian was free, he jumped several steps away, as if he regarded Song Zhicheng as a wolf, wishing to get farther away from him, farther away.

Song Zhicheng: "..."

Slightly stuffy, Song Zhicheng pursed his lips, picked up the towel, and concentrated on drying his hair.

You Qian glanced at him, originally wanted to leave the cabin, but if she ran to the outside cabin, it would be very awkward for her to look disheveled.

After all, it was Song Zhicheng's fault.

Thinking, thinking, she couldn't help but give him a hard look.

Song Zhicheng's brows and eyes widened, and he wiped the water off his hair little by little. Then, knowing that You Qian was watching, he still untied the towel around his waist as if no one else was there.

You Qian hurriedly turned her back.

Seeing it from the corner of Song Zhicheng's eyes, he suddenly laughed lowly, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he asked with concern, "Is there a needle eye?"

You Qian had already scolded him a thousand times, ten thousand times in her heart.

Since he refused to dress neatly just now, why did he ask himself to give him clothes?
Sure enough, he deliberately made fun of himself again.

You Qian was so angry that she gritted her teeth.

Song Zhicheng smiled: "I'll check your eyes for you later. If you have a needle eye, you need to treat it as soon as possible."

You Qian turned her head suddenly, her eyes blazing, "You bastard!"

Seeing Youqian blushing and angry, Song Zhicheng wanted to tease her again, but she kept some distance away from him. After thinking about it, Song Zhicheng decided to put on his clothes before going, otherwise, she would be even more angry So I grabbed my clothes and trousers and started to put them on.

While putting on clothes, she glanced at You Qian.

When he looked at You Qian, the look in his eyes was so hot that she couldn't help but blush and heartbeat from a distance away.

The temperature in the room is gradually rising, and the air is filled with a thick smell of hormones.

You Qian's breathing was slightly rapid, and she suddenly felt that staying here was really dangerous. She wanted to turn around and go out, but she was afraid that Chen Fang and the others who were staying outside would notice her abnormality.

Anxiously, You Qian opened the door of the bathroom and walked in.

She quickly locked the door behind her.

Song Zhicheng had a panoramic view of this scene, with a smile on his mouth, and nimbly buttoning the last button of his shirt with his slender fingertips. He was neatly dressed, and he returned to a handsome young man, with an independent demeanor, his whole body, noble He is airy and elegant, and he doesn't look like a rascal just now.

The serious and rigid Song Zhicheng.

Song Zhicheng with a hippie smile.

The same person is simply two extremes.

Song Zhicheng himself seemed unaware of this, and stayed in the cabin for a while. His thick black pupils looked at the door that had been closed by You Qian, and then turned his black pupils, and then lowered his head to observe his son's face. Sleeping, seeing his son's chubby legs, he started kicking the quilt again, Song Zhicheng frowned slightly.

Is there something wrong with kicking the quilt all the time?
Have to see a doctor as soon as possible.

Thinking about this, Song Zhicheng leaned down and touched the inner lining of his son's clothes. Feeling that the temperature was not too high, he helped his son tuck the quilt.

then……

Song Zhicheng was sitting by the side, listening to the rustling sound of running water coming from the opposite door.

Are you taking a shower?
He was so obedient and took the initiative to take a bath?
Song Zhicheng suddenly felt a little dry mouth, so he immediately tightened his face and sat upright.

inside the door.

You Qian scratched her hair irritably. She was in a moment of anxiety and hid in the door.After entering the door, I didn't know what to do, so I just wanted to take a shower.

Take a bath to cool off, so that Song Zhicheng won't notice his abnormality.

Otherwise, she thought she was looking forward to doing something with him.

You Qian caressed her hot red face, she was still unwilling to admit that she really had discordant thoughts about Song Zhicheng's beauty.

only……

After a while, You Qian wanted to cry but had no tears.

She only remembered to take a shower, but forgot to take a change of clothes, and she didn't even have an extra towel inside.

After turning around anxiously, You Qian shouted unwillingly, "Song Zhicheng! Come here."

Song Zhicheng's black eyes flickered: "What did you do in the past?"

You Qian said angrily, "Bring me my clothes here."

There was a smile on Song Zhicheng's lips: "If I don't help, can you come out and get it yourself?"

You Qian: "..."

Her temples twitched faintly, and in embarrassment, You Qian almost decided to smash the pot and open the door and go out, but after thinking about it, she still felt that she should not be angry, otherwise, she would have done what Song Zhicheng wanted.

Enduring it, You Qian opened his mouth and urged, "Hurry up."

Song Zhicheng deliberately lowered his face: "What's the rush? Are you begging for help?"

You Qian rubbed between her brows, her voice softened a bit: "The clothes are in my bag, can you bring them here for me?"

Song Zhicheng's eyes were dark, his throat felt a little tight, and he still shied away: "I don't know which one you want to wear, you come out and wear it yourself, I promise I won't look at you..." It's strange.

You Qian gritted her teeth angrily, but she didn't want to go out naked, so she continued to beg him: "The bath water just now was warm, I'm so cold... hurry up and bring it here."

After hearing this, Song Zhicheng suppressed all his thoughts and went to look through her backpack.

There were his son's clothes and his clothes inside. She only had two sets of clothes, so she didn't need to choose carefully. Song Zhicheng took one at random. Seeing her entangled with his underwear, his eyes suddenly froze.

Maybe she stuffed his clothes into the bag unintentionally, but seeing each other's clothes in close contact, it was as if they were hugging her intimately. Song Zhicheng's black eyes were shining brightly, and the corners of his mouth could not stop rising.

Da da da……

Hearing the sound of footsteps approaching, You Qian said, "Don't forget to take the towel."

Song Zhicheng snorted softly: "Here, you open the door."

You Qian opened a gap slightly defensively, and quickly took the towel and clothes that Song Zhicheng handed over.

Song Zhicheng almost snorted through his nostrils, and said slightly dissatisfied: "It's not like I haven't seen it before, why are you hiding it?"

You Qian pretended not to hear, turned a blind eye to hearing him, completely ignored him, first took out a towel to wipe his body, and then looked at a piece of clothing that Song Zhicheng brought over, couldn't help but started to get angry again: "Why don't you take underwear?"

The corner of Song Zhicheng's mouth curled up: "What are you doing with that? You're going to take it off later, so why bother."

You Qian's breath stagnates: "You..."

The door suddenly slammed, and it was obvious that You Qian must have been furious and slapped the door with his hand.

Song Zhicheng's eyes flickered, and he said, "How can I hand it to you if you don't open the door?"

You Qian endured it, and opened the door a little more, and saw Song Zhicheng's slender arms stretched in, holding her underwear in her hand, and her face suddenly turned red again.

Hastily took it, and she quickly closed the door.

Song Zhicheng stared at the closed door, pursed the corners of his lips, and there was a dim light in his beautiful eyes.

　It’s so early, please call me Hardworking Bee\(^o^)/~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)