First Love and Marriage: Bidong Double-Faced Male God

When Song Qianyan walked out of the hospital, perhaps because he had something on his mind, he didn't notice Han Mushi who had been waiting at the side for a long time.

"Shallow words, here."

Song Qianyan followed the voice and looked up, Han Mushi was leaning against the side of the car, covered in sunlight, like a prince stepping on the light, so heart-stirring.

Han Mushi was amazed by Song Qianyan's meticulous attire at first glance, even without makeup, Song Qianyan was already very beautiful, especially today so beautiful that people dare not look directly at her.

It was only at the second glance that he found that Song Qianyan had cried. The makeup was only to cover up her pale face. It seemed that she was really bullied.

The tightly clenched fist slowly loosened: "Ou Jinchuan, I won't let you go, and I won't let anyone in the Ou family go."

"Qianyan, why are you in a daze, have you noticed my handsomeness and been fascinated?"

It wasn't until he heard Han Mushi's joking voice that Song Qianyan came back to his senses. Han Mushi's appearance just now was very much like Ou Jinchuan when he was a child.

"Sorry, I just thought of something else, let's go."

Song Qianyan smiled embarrassedly at Han Mushi, his look was very playful, this was the first time Han Mushi saw Song Qianyan like this.

"Mu Xue was still talking to me last night, I will be very happy to see you later."

As early as Song Qianyan finished calling him, he had already told Han Muxue, otherwise it would be bad if he missed it. He believed that his smart sister understood what he meant, and the old man no longer worried because he often went abroad within the range.

Song Qianyan didn't sleep well last night, perhaps because he believed in Han Mushi, so Song Qianyan fell into a deep sleep not long after getting in the car.

Looking at Song Qianyan's defenseless sleeping face, the smile on the corner of Han Mushi's mouth became bigger and bigger, Ou Jinchuan, it doesn't matter if you bully Song Qianyan to your heart's content, the more Qianyan's heart is like this, the more he will deviate from his heart.

"Qianyan, Qianyan?" Han Mushi looked helplessly at Song Qianyan, who was sleeping soundly. Seeing that it was almost noon, if Song Qianyan went to sleep again, he would really miss lunch. He personally prepared a lot of food for her. of.

Song Qianyan vaguely felt that someone was calling him, and slowly regained consciousness, and saw Han Mushi's magnified handsome face, and his whole brain was dazed at this moment.

Han Mushi looked at Song Qianyan's little white rabbit look very funny, and really laughed out loud.

Hearing Han Mushi's hearty laughter, Song Qianyan really woke up completely.

"How long have I slept?" Seeing that the sun had slowly risen to the sky, and it was almost noon, he actually slept all morning, and he was still in Han Mushi's car.

"Not long, it's just time for lunch."

Song Qianyan's face was bright red, looking at Han Mushi, he really wanted to take a bite, but in the end he held back, it doesn't matter, the future will last forever.

"Qianyan woke up, let's eat, today is my brother who cooks himself!"

Han Muxue blinked mischievously like Song Qianyan. If she didn't look at her stomach, she wouldn't be able to tell that she was about to become a mother.

"Can you cook at Mushi?" Song Qianyan was unsurprised that it would be a lie that a rich and handsome young master like Han Mushi could actually cook.

"Of course not before. It's just that I felt like I had a convulsion a while ago. I tried my best to learn it. Fortunately, the taste is not bad."

Han Mushi glared at Han Muxue several times, but he still couldn't stop Han Muxue from revealing his old background.

Song Qianyan looked at the interaction between the brothers and sisters of the Han family, and was very envious. If he had an older brother, he would probably be so happy.

"Eating can't stop your mouth." Although Han Mushi was unhappy about being exposed, Han Mushi still served Han Muxue with vegetables gently.

"I made it all by myself, and I hope Qianyan won't dislike it." Han Mushi couldn't hide his blushing when he said this. No one understood better than him why he wanted to learn how to cook.

"How come, it's the first time I've eaten a dish cooked by a man, and it's so delicious, I'm lucky."

Song Qianyan praised without hesitation, Han Mushi's dishes are indeed delicious, gentle, and there are not many men who can cook.

Han Muxue looked at the interaction between Han Mushi and Song Qianyan, although she held back a smile in her heart, this was the first time she saw her brother chasing a woman, it seems that her brother is also very hardworking, the brother who has always hated the kitchen the most can do it dish.

This is the happiest meal Song Qianyan has eaten, not because of the food, but because of the atmosphere, which is very warm.

After dinner, Song Qianyan took the initiative to wash the dishes, but Han Mushi didn't stop him, but just sat on the sofa in the living room and read the newspaper, which was what he had always hoped for.

Song Qianyan, who came out of washing dishes, was embarrassed by the scene in front of her. She looked like a family, but it was impossible for her and Han Mushi, she was already married, and besides, she was no longer worthy of a man like Han Mushi. No matter how bad Ou Jinchuan was to her, it took root in her heart, and she couldn't pull it out.

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Ou Jinchuan's eyelids kept twitching all morning. When he saw Song Qianyan hiding in the room with a pale face in the morning, he regretted a little, but there was a voice in his heart desperately refuting.

How Song Qianyan treated him back then, turned and left when he was most helpless.

She can be so unfeeling, disregarding her previous feelings, but why should he soften his heart and love her?

He calmed down and started his day's work, but in the afternoon, he got the news that Song Qianyan had appeared at Han's house.

"Young Master, Young Madam went to the hospital in the morning and took a long vacation because she was not feeling well. Then she took Han Mushi's car and went to Han's house, and she had no plan to go home."

Wen Yifan reported it responsibly, watching the calm face of the eldest young master become cloudy without a doubt.

"Slap" the document in his hand was slammed heavily on the table.

"What did you say?" Ou Jinchuan felt that he was going to die of anger.

"Young Madam went to the Han Residence in the morning and hasn't returned yet. It seems that she has no plans to go home."

Knowing that Ou Jinchuan had clearly heard it, he repeated it dutifully. Although he didn't know what happened, he was sure that the young master must have embarrassed the young lady again.

"Where are you?" Looking at the three words Song Qianyan on the phone, Ou Jinchuan didn't get angry, but he tried to lower his tone as much as possible, but his tone was still full of anger.

"Where should I report to you, Master Ou Da? I remember that I am your wife now, not your servant." Although Song Qianyan likes Ou Jinchuan, she also has a bottom line, and she really can't tolerate her own The pain of being torn apart again and again.

"Hehe, of course you are my wife, the young lady of the Ou family that I am marrying, but I also miss Song Jianguo a lot."

"I'll go back now."

Song Qianyan gritted her teeth and said, when did Ou Jinchuan become so shameless, but she still lost in the end.

When Han Mushi came out of the kitchen with the freshly cut fruit, he saw Song Qianyan gnashing his teeth into the phone.

"Shallow words, what happened?"

"It's okay, I'll go back at Mushi first." Song Qianyan said helplessly to Han Mushi, she had no other choice, she couldn't afford to gamble, Ou Jinchuan could do anything.

"Okay, I'll take you back."

Looking at Song Qianyan's appearance, it is not difficult to see who called just now, but Song Qianyan's obedience made him a little suspicious, and Song Qianyan was so decisive in the morning.

Could it be that there is something important in Ou Jinchuan's hands?

"Okay, you go back, remember to visit Mu Xue often when you have time, you know that pregnant women often become unreasonable."

When Han Mushi said this, he had a helpless expression on his face, which made Song Qianyan believe it, and felt a little guilty in his heart. He agreed to take care of Han Muxue, but...

"It's okay, I believe Mu Xue can understand." Han Mushi's understanding made Song Qianyan a little sad. It would be great if Ou Jinchuan could do the same.

"Okay, drive carefully." Song Qianyan watched Han Mushi's car disappear before turning and walking into the cage that imprisoned her.

"Heh, you still know how to come back."

As soon as the door was opened, the originally dark living room suddenly became bright. Song Qianyan squinted her eyes subconsciously. It took a while to get used to the light before seeing Ou Jinchuan sitting on the sofa with a dark face.

"Ah."

Song Qianyan, who had plucked up her courage, disappeared, but she became a little timid when she saw Ou Jinchuan.

"Since you're so reluctant to let go, why come back?" Ou Jinchuan suddenly stood up, startling Song Qianyan.

Suddenly, someone pinched his chin tightly: "Song Qianyan, why do you think you are so mean, huh?"

Song Qianyan struggled desperately to break free, but was thrown by Ou Jinchuan and fell to the ground, tears swirled in the circles of her eyes, she stubbornly bit her lip to keep the tears from staying.

"Have the guts to do it, don't you have the guts to admit it? When you went to find Han Mu, why did you come back?"

Song Qianyan looked at the red-eyed and somewhat crazy Ou Jinchuan and shook his head in despair.

"Since you are willing to be humble, I don't need to feel sorry for you anymore."

Ou Jinchuan treated her roughly, and was penetrated without any foreplay. Song Qianyan bit her lip tightly, and did not exhale in pain. Her mouth was filled with the smell of blood, but the pain in her body was not as good as that in her heart. humiliation.

Both of them were still wearing clothes on their upper bodies, and they were on the floor of the living room. There was no lust in the eyes of the man on them, he was just purely venting and taking revenge fiercely.

Song Qianyan closed his eyes and stopped looking at Ou Jinchuan's ferocious face, and his consciousness was withdrawn little by little.

Waking up in a daze in the middle of the night, seeing the busy people around her, this place is no longer unfamiliar to her, it is in the hospital, she can no longer hear what the doctor said to Ou Jinchuan, drowsiness has occupied her brain and controlled her consciousness .

I woke up again in the afternoon of the next day, and there was a strange woman by my side, who seemed very happy when she woke up and went to make a phone call.

Not long after, the sound of a car came from downstairs, and Ou Jinchuan was hurriedly pushed in by Wen Yifan.

"Are you willing to wake up?" Ou Jinchuan asked with a stiff tone.

Wen Yifan next to him shook his head secretly, obviously worried to death, but still pretended he didn't care.