Did the actress get divorced today?

Chapter 369 Returning Home
Song Zhicheng embraced You Qian's soft body, using the strength of his arm skillfully, neither making her feel uncomfortable nor letting her break free easily.

Seeing You Qian's fair face blushing with his own eyes, Song Zhicheng's mood suddenly improved inexplicably. He lowered his head and stared at her for a while, then said, "Go to sleep, I'll call you when I get home."

Arriving at home, the word "home" really makes people like it.

The corner of Song Zhicheng's mouth curled up quietly.He really likes to tell her 'go home', 'to go home', the word home makes the bond between the two of them deeper.

No matter what, You Qian will be with her under the same roof. This recognition made Song Zhicheng's restless heart calm down again.

Don't be afraid if you don't remarry. With a son and a grandfather, she won't really leave herself.

You Qian didn't say anything, maybe she was thinking about her heart, she leaned silently in Song Zhicheng's arms, and gradually fell asleep.

It was only when You Qian arrived at the Song family's old house that Song Zhicheng woke you up.

The sun had not yet set, and the sky was filled with rays of light. In the elegant residential area, the flow of people was very sparse. The car drove into the Song family's old house. Before You Qian got out of the car, she saw Aunt He hugging Roller, and Grandpa standing beside him with a cane.

You Qian pursed her lips and smiled: "Why did you come out and wait for us?"

Mr. Song pointed at the yelling little fat pier and said, "Take my baby out for a drive."

Aunt He laughed and said, "The young master is very lively now. He can't stay in one place, and he often wants to go out for a walk. Look how happy he is when you walk around with him."

Mr. Song smiled happily: "The doctor said, let me walk appropriately. No, I'm going for a ride with my baby Gungun, so I didn't wait for you here on purpose."

This dead duck's mouth is so rigid that it makes people unable to complain.

You Qian immediately wanted to step forward to help Grandpa, but Mr. Song snorted, "I don't want your help, just hug me."

Youqian then took over her son, and as soon as she hugged her, the heavy feeling made Youqian's whole heart soften. She smiled and kissed her son's chubby face several times, the kiss was rolling haha laughing out loud.

You Qian asked, "Do you miss your mother?"

Gun Gun laughed, and then reciprocated, making You Qian's face slobbered.

You Qian didn't feel disgusted at all, and kissed a few more times, then asked: "Grandpa, have you noticed, I think Gun Gun seems to have gained weight again?"

Mr. Song snorted, "Where? I don't think he is fat."

Aunt He was on the side, explaining with a smile: "Qianqian has been away for a few days, so it feels more obvious. Our young master has eaten well recently, and it is normal to gain a little weight."

Mr. Song was very proud, and raised his head very proudly: "I caught a fish in the pool yesterday, and my baby ate half of it."

You Qian looked at the little fat man in his arms, smiled, and said worryingly: "Grandpa, he can eat so much, will he really become a big fat man in the future?"

"Nonsense." Old Master Song stared, "It's impossible for my baby to become a fat man, even if he is a fat man, I'm not afraid."

One word of baby, Mr. Song regards Gun Gun as an eyeball, and it hurts so badly, every day when he opens his eyes, he looks for Gun Gun, laughs, cries, pees... In his eyes, no matter what, he is Qian Gun. Good luck.

This kind of pampering...

You Qian is really worried, what if Gun Gun gets spoiled?
Song Zhicheng just watched a few people talking from the side, without interrupting, grandpa, wife, son, there are only these three people in the world, the people he cares about the most, they are all by his side, in front of his eyes...

at dinner time.

Sitting at the dining table, You Qian fed Gun Gun Gun a half-bowl of minced meat, then glanced at the grandfather who was sitting opposite, holding reading glasses and a magnifying glass looking through the dictionary, and was speechless for a while.

After holding back for more than ten minutes, You Qian couldn't help but said, "Grandpa, you should finish your meal first."

Mr. Song's attitude was very focused, as if he was doing research, and he forgot to sleep and eat. After listening to it, he didn't lift his head, and said, "I'll find a few more pages, and I'll eat when I'm done."

You Qian: "Grandpa, after you eat, I'll measure your blood pressure."

Mr. Song waved his hands and said nonchalantly, "The doctor checks me up every day."

You Qian smiled and said, "Then I have to take a look for myself, so I can rest assured."

Originally, I was concentrating on flipping through the dictionary, but You Qian kept nagging at the side, making him restless, so Mr. Song immediately blew his beard and stared, and said, "I care more about things than my grandma. "

You Qian was rather amused: "Grandpa, why don't you eat first."

Mr. Song put down the magnifying glass, looked at You Qian, and said, "Okay, okay, don't rush, I'll eat right away."

You Qian asked Aunt He beside him: "Aunt He, is grandpa often like this these days? Doesn't he eat well every day?"

Mr. Song was a little guilty, and said, "Where do I have it?"

Aunt He didn't hide anything, she directly exposed the old man's old background, and said with a smile: "That's right, she said that she wanted to give the young master a better name. These days, she just studied with a dictionary and refused to eat well every day." It's delicious, only when the young master comes back and stares at him personally, will he be willing to eat properly."

Mr. Song scolded with bluff: "Xiao He, what nonsense are you talking about?"

You Qian immediately said: "Grandpa, think about the name slowly, how can you not eat well? I saw this with my own eyes today, and you still want to lie to me?"

Mr. Song snorted, grabbed the chopsticks, and said, "I'll eat now."

As a result, I put a piece of chopsticks into my mouth, immediately put down the chopsticks, and picked up the magnifying glass again.

Such a disobedient grandpa made You Qian dumbfounded. She pointed to the empty small bowl in front of her and said, "Grandpa is really good now, he can't even compare to Gun Gun. You can see that Gun Gun is so small, you know how to eat well."

Is this deliberately stimulating yourself?Mr. Song thought to himself not to be fooled, so he said, "How can you compare me with a child?"

Here, Song Gungun tilted his head when he heard the word "Gungun" from his mother's mouth, and looked at You Qian with eyes like glass.

You Qian smiled: "Yes, mom is talking about you, praising you, and giving you a thumbs up."

Seeing You Xiaoxiao, Gun Gun immediately grinned and laughed.

You Qian said, "Grandpa, you saw it, Gun Gun agrees with me."

Hearing his great-grandson's smile, Mr. Song raised his head and praised, "My baby is so smart." After the compliment, he continued to look down the dictionary.

You Qian really has nothing to do with grandpa.Now grandpa's temper is becoming more and more like that of a child, but he is not as easy to coax as a child at all.

Although it was noisy, the atmosphere at the dining table was always very warm. Song Zhicheng came out of the study and went downstairs, and heard the noise of You Qian and his grandfather at the dining table. He walked towards the dining table, pulled out the chair and sat down.

Mr. Song knew that it was Song Zhicheng who had gone downstairs for dinner, so he didn't look up.

You Qian showed a helpless expression towards Song Zhicheng, and Song Zhicheng's mouth curled up, and he said suddenly, "Grandpa, if you don't eat well, I will take the name of Gun Gun."

Mr. Song immediately put down the dictionary, "How can I do that?"

Song Zhicheng asked softly, "Should we eat now? Or look up the dictionary?"

Mr. Song curled his lips: "I'll eat."

You Qian smiled hoarsely, as expected Song Zhicheng had a solution.

(End of this chapter)