Don't act like a baby [Transmigration Book]

There are too few people in this world who can do whatever they want, and not everyone can live the way they want, which requires capital.

Now that he has nothing, he has more money, so spend it, he has many romantic dreams that need money to realize.

In winter, a large plum blossom is planted.

I woke up early today, I looked at the time, it was only seven o'clock.It was a bit dark outside because of the rain.He wrapped up his nightgown, walked lightly into the small living room outside, and saw Zhao Jindong lying on the sofa, fast asleep.

I really slept here, and I don't know when I put on clothes, upper body shirt, lower body suit pants.

Song Chen was about to turn around on tiptoe, but suddenly his eyes were attracted by one place. He turned around and looked at Zhao Jindong's lower body.

Damn, I'm going to have a nosebleed.

Zhao Jindong was lying flat, face up, a young and middle-aged man with exuberant qi and blood, unexpectedly had a physiological reaction in the morning, a big bag.

Song Chen swallowed, and just as the number 191 popped up in his mind, he suddenly noticed Zhao Jindong move, and then opened his eyes.

Very sharp man.

Zhao Jindong's eyes seemed to regain clarity the moment he saw him, and he immediately sat up, probably aware of the strangeness of his body, and looked up at Song Chen with sharp eyes and a little embarrassment.

Song Chen swallowed, snorted coldly, and went back to the room pretending to be dragged.

As soon as he closed the bedroom door, he immediately ran to the bed blushing and heartbeating.

A man who has not opened for thousands of years can't see this, especially if he is still the male god in his heart.

It seems that Zhao Jindong is really the same as what he wrote. He is a good man who is a top-class attacker but keeps himself in the vacant room. Yesterday he stepped up and twisted Zhao Jindong and he reacted. This morning he saw this again. This Zhao Jindong , It's just a little bit of suffocation.

Oh, I can't stand it, I can't stand it, I beat my chest and feet, I feel annoyed ten thousand times!

He punched the bed and felt that he had a reaction too. Young and middle-aged men who have no sex life can't afford to be hurt. The body is not controlled by the brain, and it is a bit unbearable to be stimulated.

He buried his face in the pillow, when there was a sudden thunder outside, he got up, knelt on the bed and looked out the window, only to find that the rain outside was getting heavier and heavier.

After the autumn rain quenched his anger, he got up and went to the bathroom to wash his hands. He was brushing his teeth when he heard movement outside. He opened a gap and looked outside, and saw Zhao Jindong enter the cloakroom.

The cloakroom is full of his things, why did Zhao Jindong go in?

After he finished washing, he took a look and pushed open the door of the cloakroom, only to find that there were many more boxes inside, placed on the floor, and there was a place that was vacant, where many strange clothes were hung. Look at the suit and trousers. The length should be Zhao Jindong's.

It turned out that when Zhao Jindong came back yesterday, he also brought some clothes back.

The clothes of the two are hanging in the same cloakroom, which feels quite strange.

Speaking of which, Song Chen had imagined before that once the closet at home was opened, there were clothes for two people, and the toiletries in the bathroom were also different, neatly arranged, even the angle of the toothbrush had to be exactly the same.

Life with a husband is definitely different.

He already has it now, but it's a pity that her husband's body and mind don't belong to him.

Song Chen sighed and went back to the bathroom to continue dressing up.

Song Chen is a person who pays attention to grooming, and has always been an elite style. He has to comb his hair meticulously. It takes a long time to tidy up. When he went downstairs, Zhao Jindong had already gone to work, and Zhao Yungang had also gone to the company. , Mrs. Zhao is at home.

Mrs. Zhao was tired yesterday, but she was in a happy mood.The fluffy hair is soft, a woman like her who was rich when she was young, but at the age of 50 or [-], she has shown charm. Yesterday she was well moisturized, and today her face is flushed.

Observing Song Chen coldly, he found that Song Chen was no different from usual.

What does that mean? It means that nothing happened to the two of them last night.

At this age of exuberant vitality, two men sleep together, and they can still sit still!

"Near East left without breakfast," she said.

Song Chen understood what Mrs. Zhao was thinking, so he said, "Don't worry about him."

"Xiaochen, it's very obvious that your father called you home to live in. You also understand his painstaking efforts, right? Spend time with the second child, he is not bad."

Mrs. Zhao used to provoke the relationship between their husband and wife, but now she speaks for Zhao Jindong, Song Chen is really surprised.

Mrs. Zhao went on to say, "Try to accept it. If you really can't do it, even if you want a divorce, I will definitely stand by your side, and so will your father. Don't worry about that."

Song Chen didn't know what to say, so he continued to eat his breakfast.

Mrs. Zhao kept looking at Song Chen's hands during the meal.

Thin, white and long, well-proportioned and good-looking.

Alas, after more than ten years of observation, I haven't found any flaws in Song Chen's body. There are no scars or anything on the whole body, and her skin is so white and greasy that she, a woman, is ashamed of herself.Thinking of the news that Zhao Qi posted yesterday, I feel blocked.

What if Song Chen and Zhao Jindong really got divorced? Her sons might lose face.

Recently, she has always felt that her chest is congested, and she will go to the Buddhist hall later, and she will recite the scriptures several times.

The two of them were eating when a car stopped outside. Aunt Chen went to open the door and saw Zhao Xinzhi coming in.

Mrs. Zhao was taken aback for a moment, wiped her mouth with a napkin, and said, "Why are you back?"

"Come back and get something." Zhao Xinzhi looked at Song Chen, and Song Chen nodded. Although he didn't smile, he spoke softly and called "Brother".

Zhao Xinzhi smiled, and said in a doting tone, "It's rare that you are willing to get up so early for breakfast."

"I went to bed early yesterday." Song Chen said while looking at Zhao Xinzhi's eyes. Zhao Xinzhi had a very honest appearance, but his eyes were particularly deep. When looking at people, he looked very gentle and affectionate.

He is also a handsome guy, he looks extraordinarily strong and strong.

Zhao Xinzhi was not in a hurry to go upstairs, but sat down beside him.Mrs. Zhao said, "You haven't eaten yet?"

"After eating a little, I'm a little hungry again." Zhao Xinzhi said.

Wang Ma served him a breakfast, Mrs. Zhao had already finished eating, but she didn't leave.

She has to watch.

Wang Ma knew what she meant, so she gave her a glass of water. Mrs. Zhao drank it slowly while leaning on the chair, her face already showing a little displeasure.

In the original work, Song Chen's attitude towards the other three sons of the Zhao family is actually very ambiguous. It's not that he likes them, but that he knows that doing so can disgust Zhao Jindong.

As long as he can disgust Zhao Jindong, he is willing to do it.Even if Mrs. Zhao is very dissatisfied.

Mrs. Zhao was dissatisfied with him, but she didn't dare to express it. Everyone in the family had to support him.

I had had enough headaches yesterday, Song Chen felt that it was an illusory world anyway, and he really didn't need to wrong himself, so he planned to follow the character design.They have a good balance between each other. If Song Chen doesn't divorce for a day, the three sons of the Zhao family won't have anything to do with him... Fortunately, he still maintained some sense of shame and reason when he wrote "Divorce"!

"Did you sleep well yesterday?" Zhao Xinzhi asked.

Song Chen said, "When I wake up, it's dawn."

Zhao Xinzhi laughed and said, "You can still sleep like this."

"Brother, are you still insomnia?"

Zhao Xinzhi has a very serious insomnia problem.

Zhao Xinzhi nodded and said, "It's an old problem."

"Did the doctor who told you go see it?" Mrs. Zhao asked.

Zhao Xinzhi said, "I've been taking medicine."

There was another burst of thunder outside, Zhao Xinzhi turned his head to look at Song Chen, and said, "Why are you not afraid of thunder now?"

It was only then that Song Chen remembered that Jin Guikuo Shoushou, which he wrote, had some small characteristics that were very idol dramas, such as being afraid of the dark and thunder, and whenever there was a thunderstorm, he had to be accompanied by his brother!

Song Chen coughed and said, "What are you afraid of when you have a big brother sitting next to you?"

Zhao Xinzhi laughed when he heard the words, and ignored Mrs. Zhao's darkened face, and said, "I've put honey on my mouth, and suddenly I can talk like this."

Mrs. Zhao was about to go crazy, and she couldn't calm down even in the Buddhist hall, she stomped her feet in front of the Bodhisattva, no, no, no, Song Chen and Zhao Jindong couldn't leave.

Sister-in-law Chen comforted her: "Xinzhi really came back to get things, and left after taking them. He didn't spend a moment alone with Xiaochen."

"I'm worried about Xiaochen and the second child. In your opinion, are they leaving soon?"

"At this point, no." Mrs. Chen said.

Mrs. Zhao was taken aback, curled her lips, sneered, and said, "I always hoped that the two of them would leave early, but now I am afraid that they will leave. What kind of family property is not important in the end. Face is not important. I don't understand their brothers There are only a few, Xiao Chen is not good, he will grow well..."

"Men don't just look at their appearance. Besides, Xiao Chen is not only good looking, he is also thanks to his good looks. If he has other advantages, it will be great!"

Mrs. Zhao washed her hands and knelt down in front of the emerald Bodhisattva, pulled the corner of her skirt and said, "Perhaps I shouldn't have stopped the boss at the beginning. Xiao Chen had hoped to marry him...he is almost three now." I'm ten years old, but I don't even have any intention of dating, so I guess I resent me in my heart."

"Madam, stop thinking about these old things. I heard that the peacock epiphyllum raised in Xiaochen's flower room is about to bloom. Didn't the husband say that when the epiphyllum he raised blooms, he will hold a banquet for the epiphyllum? Madam will also Time to get ready."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Zhao came over with a Buddhist bead, put it on her wrist, and said, "I don't understand these people either. I just look at flowers when I look at flowers. Peonies, roses, and chrysanthemums are no better than epiphyllum, and none of them are considered unlucky." .”

Mrs. Chen said with a smile: "Rich people are greedy for novelty, the more fleeting good things are, the more interesting they find them."

There was another thunder sound outside, and Mrs. Zhao said, "Let Wang Ma accompany Dian Xiaochen, he is afraid of thunder."

"My wife hates him, but she still loves him very much."

Mrs. Zhao sighed: "I just raised a kitten and puppy, and I have had true feelings for so many years, let alone a living person. If it weren't for their brothers making me upset, I still like Xiao Chen very much. Yes, she has a bad temper, but she is painful."

She closed her eyes as she spoke, and began to meditate on the scriptures.

There was another burst of thunder outside, rumbling in the sky, shaking the chandelier on the roof twice.Song Chen rested his chin on his stomach in the study, staring at the computer in a daze.

Wang Ma said, "You have been sitting here for a long time, why are you still motionless?"

"I'm thinking about it." Song Chen said.

Wang Ma was taken aback for a moment, and asked, "What's the idea?"

"Writing a novel."

Wang Ma wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, and said "Oh".

Song Chen didn't pass a single course in school before, and he was sent back by the other school within two months after being sent to school abroad, and the money was useless!Suddenly want to conceive and write a novel, what kind of madness is this!