Did the actress get divorced today?

Chapter 437 Paper Tiger
When You Qian complained silently in her heart, she found a new bowl of shredded chicken porridge on her dining table.

Song Zhicheng said lightly: "Drink a few sips."

Does this mean you don't have to finish drinking?
You Qian lowered her head and took a few sips obediently.Although I found that I have the rhythm of being raised as a daughter, but as long as the other party is Song Zhicheng, there is nothing unacceptable.

This realization made You Qian's cheeks burn even more.

On the side, Mr. Song saw him, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly. After he fed Gun Gun a few mouthfuls of porridge, he suddenly changed the subject, looked at Song Zhicheng, and said, "I just heard you say that you will let Gun Gun sleep alone in the future?"

Song Zhicheng's expression froze, when did the old man hear that?

Could it be that, at the door of the room just now, did he leave on purpose?Actually hiding and eavesdropping?
Thinking of this, Song Zhicheng's face darkened immediately.

Seeing Song Zhicheng's stinky expression, old man Song immediately frowned. He stared and said, "Aren't you a real father? I don't think stepfather is so cruel."

Stepfather?

Ok……

well.

This describes...

really good.

Song Zhicheng narrowed his eyes slightly.

Mr. Song pretended that he couldn't see, and continued to raise his voice, saying, "How old are we? Are you going to let him sleep alone?"

"Think about when you were a child, at the age of three, you were still afraid of the dark and refused to sleep alone, and you insisted on pestering me and your grandma at night."

Song Zhicheng: "..."

Old Man Song didn't care about Song Zhicheng's dark eyes, he couldn't stop talking, and Old Man Song said angrily, "Did we let you sleep alone?"

"You are four years old, and you still share a bed with us."

Mr. Song crackled, like beans poured out of a bamboo tube, he kept pouring out the black material of Song Zhicheng's childhood.

Seeing the smile in the corner of You Qian's eyes getting deeper and deeper, Song Zhicheng's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

You Qian suddenly asked: "Really?"

Song Zhicheng frowned and remained silent.

You Qian didn't care whether his face was stinky or not, and with a smile in his eyes, he asked, "Is it true that I'm four years old and still sharing the same bed with my grandparents?"

It is completely unimaginable that Song Zhicheng was so soft and cute when he was a child.

Before Song Zhicheng could deny it, Mr. Song rushed to answer: "Of course it is true, can I still deceive people? This brat was clingy when he was young. He is three or four years old. Every time he goes out with us, he takes a few steps. After the road, he refused to leave, and always asked adults to carry him away."

"Pfft..." You Qian hurriedly covered her mouth with a napkin.

"Are you full?" Song Zhicheng looked at Mr. Song with a dark face.

"I'm full, but I didn't say I'm full." Mr. Song snorted. Others were afraid of Song Zhicheng, but he really wasn't afraid of this brat.

The color is fierce and the inside is soft.

In fact, it is a paper tiger.

Song Zhicheng stood up suddenly, and said in a calm voice, "I'm full and I'm going to work."

Elder Song's eyes showed complacency.

See it.

Sure enough.

It's just a paper tiger.

Song Zhicheng didn't want to pay attention to Mr. Song, turned his black eyes to You Qian, who was beside him trembling with laughter, and said in a cool voice, "Are you full? I'll take you to the set."

You Qian tried hard to hide the smile on the corner of her mouth, and said, "Otherwise, just let Xiao Zhang send me."

Asking Song Zhicheng to send himself to the set in person always feels overkill.

If it is known to the outside world, it will definitely cause heated discussions.

Song Zhicheng lowered his eyebrows and said, "I'll see you off."

Leave the words behind and stride away.

Mr. Song looked at the brat's back without turning his head, smiled and told him, "Drive slowly."

"Really..."

"Proud……"

Mr. Song couldn't help shaking his head and smiling.

You Qian hurriedly stood up, planted a kiss on Rolling's cheek, and said with a smile, "Grandpa, I'm going to work too."

Mr. Song nodded: "Well, go home early after get off work."

After only a few words, Song Zhicheng had already left the courtyard, You Qian grabbed his bag and hurriedly followed Song Zhicheng.

　Good afternoon, today is also a super loving family\(^o^)/~
　　I love everyone\(^o^)/~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)