Sir, let's divorce [ABO]

"Let's go." Shen Yuguan got off the car with Song Qing, and strode towards the hotel elevator.

Song Qing looked at Shen Yuguan who was following up, and frowned slightly, "Thank you for sending me back, but I can just send it here."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yuguan took out a card from his pocket, put it in front of Song Qing's eyes, waved it around, and smiled casually, "I live here too."

Song Qing looked at the room card that was exactly the same as his own, and couldn't help but blush. He didn't know if Shen Yuguan lived here on purpose, but no matter what, what he said just now seemed too pretentious passionate.

He replied sullenly, no longer looking at Shen Yuguan, and pressed his fingertips hard on the elevator button.

"Are you angry?" Shen Yuguan stared at Song Qing, who was half a head shorter than him, his fingers turned red because he poked the elevator button too hard.

Song Qing silently stared at the closed elevator door, not wanting to say a word to Shen Yu's audience.

Stepping into the elevator, Song Qing didn't reply, Shen Yuguan's smile on his lips slowly swayed, he pinched the corner of the house card, and tried to explain, "I didn't live here on purpose, it just happened to be work. need you…"

"You are so annoying!" Song Qing, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly uttered such a cold and thorny sentence, blocking all the rest of Shen Yuguan's words. At the same time, Shen Yuguan's expression turned extremely ugly.

Song Qing's lips were tightly pursed, and he immediately regretted that sentence after he uttered it.

But... it's really annoying.

Why do you have to follow him all the time, why do you have to talk to him constantly, they are divorced, it doesn't matter anymore!Isn't it okay to be a passerby quietly?Who can see such hypocrisy?

Song Qing looked directly at Shen Yuguan with a pale face and bored, and jumped out word by word, "What do you want, just say it, don't lie to me with such a false appearance."

With trembling lips, Shen Yuguan retorted softly, "I didn't intend to lie to you."

"It's up to you, it's up to you." Song Qing pressed close to the edge of the elevator, sniffing, "As long as you don't appear in front of me."

Shen Yu Guan is a poisonous thorn rooted in his heart, even a light touch is enough to make him turn over and over in pain.

Shen Yuguan distorted his face in pain, "Do you hate me that much?"

Song Qing nodded bluntly, Shen Yuguan's discomfort was not a good thing for him, "Yes, so even though we are in the same hotel, I also believe that Mr. Shen will have enough ways to avoid me in the next few days , Of course, I will try not to go out."

"You obviously loved me before." Shen Yuguan was not reconciled, how did Song Qing become like this in just one year.

Song Qing smiled mockingly, and he raised the corners of his lips, "You said it too, it was before."

He used to not only love Shen Yuguan, but he held his true heart in front of Shen Yuguan. If Shen Yuguan was to step on the soles of his feet and be crushed into foam, Song Qing would have to worry about whether it would be dirty. He took a look at Shen Yuguan's leather shoes, not whether he hurt himself or not.

When the voice fell to the ground, the elevator door just opened, and Song Qing walked out without any delay.

As Song Qing said, in the next two days, except for going out to eat, Song Qing hardly stepped out of the room, and as he wished, he never met Shen Yuguan once.

In the past two days, the temperature in Frost City has dropped sharply, accompanied by cold rain.

Early in the morning, before dawn, Song Qing was caught off guard by Song Yan's crying.

Song Yan's white face turned red from crying, and his normally round eyes were filled with tears.

Song Qing thought she was hungry, got up in a daze, poured milk powder, and handed it to Song Yan's mouth, but Song Yan didn't seem to feel the fragrance of the milk, and refused to take a sip, crying louder and piercing through the roof .

This brought Song Qing back to his senses all of a sudden, he leaned nervously towards Song Yan's forehead, and felt the hot sweat on his hand.

Since Song Yan was born, his physique was better than most children of the same age, and he usually didn't even have a cough, but when he fell ill suddenly, Song Qing panicked and panicked.

He threw clothes on his body indiscriminately, picked up Song Yan and rushed outside.

At four or five o'clock in the morning, the lights in the corridor were dim.

Song Qing walked in a hurry, half of the carpet under his feet was lifted, he didn't realize it, he was tripped for a moment, and fell staggeringly.

"Be careful!" Without the pain as imagined, he exclaimed in his ears, and he fell into a gentle embrace.

Shen Yuguan quickly supported Song Qing, and Song Yan's crying in his arms had gradually weakened, and he was exhausted from crying, "What's wrong?"

"Yanyan doesn't know what's wrong, her forehead is so hot, she's been crying..." Song Qing's eyes were full of panic, he didn't care about Shen Yu, who was supporting him, and said without hesitation.

"Don't panic, it's okay, I'll take you to the hospital." Shen Yuguan touched Song Yan's forehead, it was astonishingly hot, but he couldn't stay flustered, he comforted Song Qing, and took them to the garage go.

Song Qing hugged Song Yan tightly with trembling hands, coaxing softly.

"Seat belt." But Song Qing was absent-minded and didn't hear it at all. Shen Yu sighed and bent down to fasten it for him.

Shen Yuguan held the steering wheel with one hand, and at the same time released pheromone to appease Song Yan. It was rare for him not to take the inhibitor last night, but he didn't expect it to come in handy.

Song Qing found that Song Yan in her arms seemed to be comforted by something, and the crying stopped, but her little face was wrinkled in pain.

He also gradually regained his senses, and only then did he realize that Shen Yuguan didn't even wear a coat, and all his hair, which was meticulous in the past, was hanging on his forehead, and he looked like he had gone out suddenly, without any preparation.

Song Qing whispered, "Thank you."

[The author has something to say]: Ah, I'm sorry, I was sleepy last night, thinking about waking up and typing, but...

So there will be two updates today, and one update is expected in the early morning!