Don't act like a baby [Transmigration Book]

Seeing Mrs. Zhao looking at him enthusiastically, Song Chen seemed to be looking forward to it.

He went to the bedroom and saw Wang Jun and Wang Ma standing beside the bed. Wang Jun gasped and said, "Then I'll go back first."

As he spoke, he nodded to Song Chen again. He was still afraid of Song Chen. The reason why he was afraid of Song Chen was not only because of Song Chen's fierceness, but mainly because he was in a difficult position between Song Chen and Zhao Jindong. He didn't know what to do. What kind of attitude should you use to treat Song Chen? If you are indifferent, you are afraid that Song Chen will take care of him, and if you are close, you are afraid that Zhao Jindong will be unhappy.

Mrs. Zhao leaned against the door frame and urged: "Mother Wang, leave it to Xiaochen."

Why are you so blind!

Wang Ma hesitated: "Can Xiao Chen take care of her?"

Mrs. Zhao gave a "tsk".

Wang Ma had no choice but to say to Song Chen, "Then I'll go out first, and if you need help, call me."

Song Chen nodded, walked to the bed, and saw that Zhao Jindong was not completely drunk, and his eyes were still open, but his eyes were a little dazed.

When Mrs. Zhao left, she closed the bedroom door by the way.

In the same room, as soon as the door was closed, the taste changed immediately.One room, two people.Song Chen was standing in front of the bed, seeing Zhao Jindong looking at him in a daze but persistently, like a poor man who had been drugged but insisted on defending his innocence to the death, he almost shouted fiercely: "What are you going to do, what are you doing?" Don't come over."

Song Chen suddenly developed an aura of trembling, and looked down at Zhao Jindong from above.

The look in Zhao Jindong's eyes made his blood boil, and he even forgot the tearful thing he wrote just now.

He walked to the bed and said like a devil, "Oh, I'm drunk."

This reminded Zhao Jindong of the night they got married.

That night, he also drank too much and was brought back.Song Chen was thrown outside to socialize and came back only in the middle of the night.

When he came back, he carried an eagle.

Before the marriage, Song Chen, who suddenly fawned over him in every possible way to show weakness, came in that night carrying the cage with his most familiar vicious and arrogant expression. He was dressed in a black suit, shiny leather shoes, and combed his hair meticulously. Sit down in front of the bed.

The eagle in the cage fluttered fiercely, extremely ferociously, and the cage knocked against it kept ringing.

Probably because he drank too much wine, Zhao Jindong felt hairy and dry. When he sat up, he heard Song Chen say in such a tone: "Oh, I'm drunk."

He was familiar with a face that had shadowed him since he was a teenager, dragging his usual abusive tone.

Boil the eagle, a perverted and exciting domestication process, catch the most brutal and ferocious eagle, confront it, don't give it food or drink, let alone sleep, until it completely collapses, mouth full of claws Bloodstain, a free and rebellious eagle was defeated, and has since become a docile soul.

Zhao Jindong knew that in Song Chen's eyes, he was that disobedient eagle, and Song Chen was determined to tame him.

But Song Chen was perverted enough, but impatient. He couldn't wait to tame the eagle quickly, but he tortured the eagle to death.Before he died, the eagle pecked his hand and it was bleeding.

Song Chen was suddenly furious, threw the dead eagle on the ground and kicked it like a madman.

Song Chen is indeed like a lunatic. People outside see him as glamorous and handsome, with a funny temper. Only those who have lived with him know how unbearable he is.

Suddenly thinking of this, Zhao Jindong pursed his lips, squinted at him, and said nothing.

Poor see.

Song Chen stretched out his hand, and Zhao Jindong's arm moved immediately, as if to stop him, Song Chen said, "Are you just lying like this? Are you still taking a bath, or just going to sleep?"

Zhao Jindong said, "No...don't..."

Actually stuttered.

"You... you control..."

Zhao Jindong said.

Wow, he didn't even know that Zhao Jindong would stutter when he was drunk!

Song Chen held back his laughter, and said with a straight face on purpose: "Then you can't just lie down like this. I'll take off your shoes for you and you can lie down under the blanket."

As he spoke, he was about to bend down, but Zhao Jindong raised his legs, still blocking him with his hands, and kicked off his shoes, revealing the black socks inside.

"Take off your socks?" Song Chen was a little excited.

Zhao Jindong didn't speak, just pulled up the quilt to cover his body, lay down panting, and looked at him.

Song Chen sat down beside the bed, thinking whether he should take advantage of others' danger to make fun of her.

Turning to look at Zhao Jindong, he saw Zhao Jindong staring at him.

Zhao Jindong found in a daze that Song Chen's eyes were still red, as if he had just cried again, and his voice was also wet and hoarse as before.

Why does he always show this look recently? Is he going to have a new trick?

From childhood to adulthood, Song Chen was really like a devil, and he used countless tricks to torture people.

It’s not good to be hard, is it going to be soft?

It's a pity that he has already seen through him.

Song Chen climbed onto the bed, lay down next to Zhao Jindong, and looked at him like a hooligan.

He also intentionally showed a provocative and teasing expression, and said in a dry tone, "Why do you drink so much?"

Panting for breath, Zhao Jindong suddenly grabbed him and held him down.

He was tall and strong, Song Chen was suddenly crushed under him, he felt that he was going to be crushed half to death, but his heart was beating fast, and he opened a pair of frightened eyes.

Zhao Jindong felt better at last, breathing heavily with the smell of alcohol, which made Song Chen blush and heart warm.

Zhao Jindong's eyes were fierce, he stared at him for a while, then suddenly lowered his head.

I am Cao.

I am Cao!

Is this to kiss him? ? ?

Song Chen's heart was about to jump out, his whole body felt numb, and his mind went blank.

Is that how his first kiss came? !

He closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling.

Then he didn't see Zhao Jindong kissing him, he opened his eyes again, and saw Zhao Jindong's face was contemptuous, and his fingers were stroking his lower lip.

The force was a bit strong, as if trying to rub his lips.

"Is this... what you... want?" He asked drunkenly, but his tone was fierce.

After he finished speaking, he rolled over from him, with contempt.

It turned out that it was just to mock him.

Song Chen's face was flushed, and he pursed his lips tightly. Suddenly he turned over, turned down and rode up on Zhao Jindong, and kissed him on the mouth.

The moment his lips touched, Zhao Jindong's body trembled almost immediately, and just as he was about to reach out, Song Chen pressed him fiercely on the bed.

Song Chen bit his lips and said, "This is what I want."

Enough, enough, his courage was enough.

He was so excited and nervous that he rolled over from Zhao Jindong and jumped onto the floor.Zhao Jindong got angry and straightened up and tried to drag him, but his drunken body refused to obey and fell down again.

He underestimated how shameless Song Chen was!

Song Chen's face was flushed, and he walked quickly towards the bathroom. He only felt a puff of breath in his chest, which was about to explode.

Walking quickly to the bathroom, he turned on the faucet in the bathroom, and gasped out amidst the sound of splashing water.

He is really immature, Song Chen is the person he wrote, and he only dares to indulge his desires when he is writing.

Song Chen sat on the toilet for a long time, but he was still reminiscing about the kiss just now.

It turns out that kissing is like this. Zhao Jindong, who looks so tough and stern, has hot and soft lips.He was only a little tainted with the smell of alcohol between his lips and teeth, as if he was about to get drunk.

The first kiss turned out to be a strong kiss, and he was strong enough.

Zhao Jindong lay on the bed for a long time holding his energy, but after all, he couldn't resist the invasion of drunkenness and sleepiness, so he fell asleep like that.

Song Chen came out in his pajamas after taking a shower, sat on the edge of the bed and watched quietly.

He was really moved.He really likes Zhao Jindong.Eyebrows, chin, and even personal temperament are all his ideal type.

If only he could have such a good husband.He pursed his lips and thought, lifted the quilt, and lay down on the side as far as possible.

There was still the sound of rain outside, and it was easy to fall asleep on such an autumn night, but he couldn't sleep until the early morning, watching the orchids in the middle of the night.

The pot of Yong Huai Su by the bed was put together with the orchid lamp. When I was in a daze, I couldn't tell which was Yong Huai Su and which was the lamp.

In the autumn rainy season, people tend to sleep too much. Even Zhao Yungang, who has always been self-disciplined, got up late.

But Mrs. Zhao got up on time. Although it was embarrassing to say that she was concerned about the sex life of her sons, she was really curious about how Song Chen and Zhao Jindong were doing last night.

After getting up, I went to the third floor to listen to the movement, and saw that Song Chen and his room were quiet, so I came downstairs.

Mrs. Chen said, "Why did Madam wake up so early today?"

Even she and Wang Ma got up late, it was too cold today, the leaves in the manor fell a lot overnight, and the ground was covered with a layer, the rain had stopped, but the sky was still gloomy, and the gardeners were busy sweeping the fallen leaves .

Mrs. Zhao ran around the manor first in her sportswear, and when she came back, she went around to the small pond and looked towards the third floor, where the curtains were still tightly closed.

The curtains that are also closed during the day are always easy to make people daydream.A fallen leaf fell on Mrs. Zhao's head. She took it off and threw it on the ground, saying to herself, "Is it easy for me?"

Mrs. Zhao felt that her heart was broken every day.

Xiaochen cultivated a lot of flowers in the flower house in the manor, and the flowers planted at home are taken from here every day.Mrs. Zhao didn't know flowers before, but now she knows almost all kinds of flowers.She went to the greenhouse and picked some foreign peonies.

She likes gorgeous jewelry, such as jade, the heavier the color, the more she likes it, because she is afraid that others will say that she is a nouveau riche, and she likes plain flowers. The foreign peony is small and white, which matches her strong clothes and jewelry.

But today may be a good day for Song Chen and the others, and it would not be good to just have this kind of white flowers in the house, so she wandered around again and picked a few beautiful and colorful eustomas.

On a misty morning, she came out of the flower house with a bunch of flowers in her hands, and she was always in a good mood.

Zhao Jindong drank too much wine and got up late today. When he woke up, his mind instantly cleared up. He turned his head to look to the side, but saw that Song Chen was no longer on the bed.

Song Chen thought about it all night last night, and felt that he was in danger of abusing literature.

No, he has to write a short sweet article quickly to be at ease.

After Zhao Jindong got up, he went to the bathroom to wash up. After washing up, he changed his clothes and came out. As soon as he arrived at the living room, he heard Song Chen laughing.

It was that kind of gentle and coquettish smile again.

Zhao Jindong frowned, walked to the door of the study, and heard Song Chen pounding the table again.

Oops, oops, why are you so embarrassed!

It's not like he hasn't written Xiaotianwen Xiaohuangwen before, why is it so embarrassing to write it now.No, no, he really can't write characters that exist in reality.

"Zhao Jindong pushed Song Chen against the wall, and there came a strong and domineering wall..."

God, what a shame!

Song Chen felt that he couldn't write anymore.The so-called Song Chen and Zhao Jindong are no longer characters that only exist in his novels, but real people. He can’t write about real people like this. Do it!

The article he wrote is more like a fanfic of "Divorce", called "Zhao Jindong and His Evil Wife". sugar!It fits his trumpet's pseudonym, so he really covered his face and snickered.

When I was writing, I was always thinking about yesterday's forced kiss. It has been a night, but the touch seems to be more obvious, burning his soul.Song Chen wrote with fever on his face, and decided to take a break, so he clicked on "After the Lover Gets Old", intending to change his taste.

To abuse for a while, to be sweet for a while, maybe it won't be so sad, and it won't be so shameful, right?Or maybe he should give some of this sweetness to "Lover", adding a little sweetness to the bitterness.Anyway, the article "Lover" should have reached the stage of adding sugar to glass slag.

Zhao Jindong felt that he didn't know Song Chen a little bit.

But thinking about it the other way around, it's very different from him before, but it fits his personality very well: Song Chen is a psychopath!

He didn't want to see Song Chen today.

He wants to forget about being kissed by force yesterday.Song Chen is a lunatic, so he took it as if he was bitten by a lunatic.

Zhao Jindong went out, and as soon as he got downstairs, he saw Mrs. Zhao coming back from a run.

Mrs. Zhao came upstairs with flowers in her arms and smiled: "Second brother got up so late today."

Zhao Jindong said, "I drank too much yesterday."

"Drink less in the future." Mrs. Zhao rarely comforted him kindly.

Zhao Jindong nodded and went downstairs.

The relationship between the two of them has always been mediocre. Zhao Jindong was not indifferent to her, but he was not warm-hearted, so he maintained a basic decency.Mrs. Zhao didn't expect to see anything unusual on his face, but saw that the upper side of his lips were red, as if there was a little injury.

Her heart moved, so she went to the third floor, and was about to knock on the door to enter, when Song Chen came out with red eyes.

oops.

oops.

Mrs. Zhao was overjoyed, there was a lot of fun.

She pretended not to know, and asked Song Chen with a smile: "I was about to come in to see you, did the second child get drunk yesterday?"

Song Chen said, "No."

Song Chen felt that after he finished writing this abuse article, he would try not to write abuse articles in the future.A man of temperament, he really makes his nose sour.He is still suitable for writing sweet articles, and he will feel better after writing.

Mrs. Zhao gave him the eustoma in her hand, and said, "The second child looks like a spring breeze today, and looks in a good mood."

"Really?" Song Chen said, "I didn't see him when I woke up this morning."

After he finished speaking, he looked down at the eustoma in his hand.

I used to be poor and rarely bought flowers, and the flowers I grew were all jasmine and succulents. Now I see all kinds of flowers and find that flowers are really the most beautiful things in the world. Seeing them makes people happy.The handful of eustoma was still steamed, and the white petals were red like mist, like rouge rubbed on it.

"He just left." Mrs. Zhao said with a smile, "Put the flower on it, my second child likes this flower."

"Really?" Song Chen didn't know.

"Look at you, you don't care at all."

There may not be many people who like flowers, but there are definitely a few who hate flowers. All the rooms of the Zhao family have flower arrangements, and the public areas are generally decorated with flower arrangements made by Wang Ma and the others. Several kinds of flowers are matched together, and the atmosphere is gorgeous. Sophisticated collocation.But in their respective rooms, usually one kind of flower is placed alone.Since there is such a decoration, everyone has their own choice.

For example, Song Chen loves flowers the most, especially epiphyllum, followed by orchids. She loves foreign peonies because they are clean and have a rich name. Zhao Baotao loves roses, which fits his prosperous aesthetics.

Mrs. Zhao smiled and went to take a bath, humming a song while taking a bath.Zhao Yun just turned over and sat up, and said in the bedroom: "What song are you humming after taking a bath?"

Mrs. Zhao came out wrapped in a bathrobe and said, "I'm so happy."

"Crazy," Zhao Yungang said, "I cried in the middle of the night last night, but I woke up this morning and was overjoyed. What are you overjoyed for?"

Mrs. Zhao lay down on the bed and said, "You will know later."

As she spoke, she kissed Zhao Yungang's face in a girlish way. It was rare for her to be so lively. When the bathrobe came loose and her breasts were exposed, Zhao Yungang got angry in the morning and immediately pushed her down.

Mrs. Zhao leaned on the head of the bed, she was full of joy.

Today is her happy day.

Mrs. Chen was going to ask Mrs. Zhao if she was ready for dinner, but as soon as she reached the door, she heard the rain beating the begonias, and hurriedly went downstairs blushing.

Both of them didn't come down, Song Chen ate breakfast alone.

He is also busy today, the rain has stopped, Sun Sihai asked him to test shoot today, saying that the mountains and forests that have just rained are more beautiful with clouds and fog.

Song Chen packed up his few Hanfu, called the driver over and took him out.

There are several luxury cars under Song Chen's name. He is not wealthy, so why are there few luxury cars? It's just that he hit someone with his car before, and even drove the car into the sea because of anger. Zhao Yungang forbade him to drive.

In fact, he really wanted to try what it was like to drive a luxury car. It was all his fault that he wrote Song Chen too extreme in order to create a perfect picture, and he was deprived of the right to drive.

When he arrived at the agreed shooting location, he realized that Sun Sihai was indeed a professional.

He even brought a small team here, including makeup artists, lighting artists, and assistants.

"They are all buddies I made when I was filming." Sun Sihai said.

It was Song Chen's first time to put on makeup, and Sun Sihai said: "Under the high-definition camera, you have to put on some makeup if you want to look good."

Not only makeup, but also a headgear, the makeup artist kept saying when helping Song Chen, "So handsome, so handsome!"

Song Chen thought embarrassingly, you are not "stunned" by my beauty, little girl, your concentration is already very good!

Because it was a trial shoot, none of the female students who had made appointments for online shooting came this time, only Song Chen, and Sun Sihai squatted on the ground looking at the sets of Hanfu he brought, and praised him.

He is also considered an expert. These clothes that can withstand close-ups are worth a lot of money at first glance.

As a director and photographer, Fu Huadao is naturally more refined, the better.Good clothes will be high-grade when they are photographed, not a studio style.

They took a trial shot, but they didn't expect the result to be quite good, so Sun Sihai proposed to take a formal set first to see.

Today's scenery is good, the autumn forest just after rain, surrounded by clouds and smoke, cool and beautiful.After a few days of sunshine, the humidity subsides, but there may not be such a shooting environment again.

Meng Shi couldn't come here today because of something, but he made two phone calls to ask them about the progress of the filming.

"I'm an intern production director," he said, "leave me free, I'll be with the crew in the future. You have to show me the footage you've shot."

The Dongshan Mountain was filled with mist just after it rained, and Song Chen felt that they had come to the right place.

They shot the video for just half a minute. At noon, Song Chen invited everyone to have dinner and listened to what they had seen and heard in the circle.He intends to make some friends in the film and television industry. Although he has no intention of developing into the entertainment industry, he likes to shoot short films and hopes to form his own small team one day.

He is now learning experience, from preparation to filming to post-production, he followed the whole process.After a whole day, although he was too tired to walk, he felt that he had gained a lot.

He felt that he could write entertainment articles in the future.

It's just a half-minute short film. It was made in a day with continuous shooting and post-production. When seeing the finished film, Song Chen was excited.

It's the feeling he wants!

He couldn't wait to see it with others.

There are too many dreams in his heart that he wants to realize, and the schedules are too full one after another. After the video is finished, he can't even wait for a moment.

Xingyun Building has a particularly large LED screen, which rolls advertisements 24 hours a day. It is the most famous LED screen in City A, and it is located at the entrance of the commercial street with the most traffic.Song Chen stood at the intersection, looking at the big screen across the intersection, feeling excited.

He felt that it was very possible that he would become even more popular in City A.

When the security guard of Xingyun Building saw Song Chen coming in, he was dumbfounded again.

My God, why is this ancestor here again!

Song Chen had just entered the lobby over there, so he quickly notified the lobby manager, the lobby manager quickly notified the secretary, and the secretary quickly notified Zhao Jindong.

Zhao Jindong stood up with a dark face.

That's right, he also thinks it's time for the two of them to sit down and have a good talk.

The recent Song Chen was too rampant, he dared to kiss him forcefully.If it wasn't for his drunk body disobeying last night, let's see how he would deal with him.Now they have to run over to make trouble again, it's going to turn the world upside down.

Zhao Jindong, a counterattack boss who climbed up from the bottom, must have a strong heart, because for Zhao Jindong, who is extremely macho, the more he thinks about the incident of being forced to kiss yesterday, the more he thinks about it, the more annoyed he becomes.At that time, Song Chen's tentative little tongue was still trying to stick in, it was really...

Zhao Jindong rubbed his lips with a dark face, straightened his clothes, sat down on a chair, and waited for Song Chen to come over.

But after waiting left and right, there was no sign of Song Chen.He couldn't help but walked out of the office, looked at the empty corridor, frowned and went to the secretary: "Where is the person?"

The secretary hurriedly called the person downstairs, hung up the phone after a while and said, "Young Master Song didn't come to see you. He said he wanted to broadcast something on the LED in the square. The lobby manager has already led him there."

After finishing speaking, he carefully looked at Zhao Jindong's cold face.

Zhao Jindong's heart skipped a beat. He was not afraid of Song Chen's arrogance, but he was afraid of him acting recklessly.

Song Chen can do anything, he is neither afraid of hurting himself, nor afraid of losing face.

He immediately said to the secretary: "Call the lobby manager."

The secretary immediately dialed the number and gave it to Zhao Jindong. Zhao Jindong put one hand in his trouser pocket and said with a dark face, "What is he going to broadcast?"

"I haven't seen it yet..." the manager whispered, he was also afraid, what if Song Chen went crazy and wanted to broadcast pornographic movies! ! !It is estimated that he will be the one to blame at that time! ! !

"You go through the video he wants to broadcast first, otherwise you will be responsible for any problems." Zhao Jindong said.

The manager hung up the phone and looked at Song Chen beside him.

Song Chen said: "Don't worry, you will be imprisoned for broadcasting the pornography video in public."

He actually guessed his worries.The manager said with a smile: "We have always been very cautious in broadcasting things here. There was a broadcast accident and it was on the hot search, and the influence is still very large."

What Song Chen wants is great influence and strong advertising effect.

Zhao Jindong felt a little irritable. He felt that the lobby manager would most likely not be able to suppress Song Chen, a savage monkey, and he still had to do it.

Zhao Jindong went down by the elevator, but as soon as he got out of the elevator, he saw many people in the lobby heading towards the door. He was startled, and walked towards the door, and saw a few girls taking pictures of the square outside with their mobile phones. Big screen: "So handsome."

"so beautiful!"

"Wow, it looks good."

"Isn't Hanfu Day in April, and the publicity started so early this year?"

Among them were a few female employees in their lobby, who also gathered around the door to watch: "Is this Young Master Song, does it look similar to him?"

"Really, it's him, it looks a lot like him!"

Several people were about to take out their mobile phones to take a picture, when they saw Zhao Jindong approaching, they quickly pulled each other and shrank away.Zhao Jindong went out, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and looked at the big screen with a cold face.

The LED screen of Xingyun Building is 40 meters long and 20 meters wide. When it is lit, it can illuminate the entire square.Now on the screen is a ball of ink and blue, with black tiles and white walls exposed in the clouds and mist. Amidst the sound of the pipa, the ink pen outlines a big tree with a crown like clouds, and then outlines a person in a green robe with fluttering sleeves. Standing under the big tree, because it is freehand in ink and wash, the clothes are flying like clouds and mist, and then the music suddenly becomes melodious, and the ethereal and profound female voice sings, the ink and wash painting becomes clearer and clearer, and slowly turns into In the real scene, the green peak is hidden in the clouds and smoke in the distance. In the open field, there is an old tree with a canopy like a cloud. Under the tree is a man in a green robe. His back is showing people, only the red hairband is fluttering in the wind.

The man was walking while singing melodiously, and gradually ran into a half-ink and half-realistic form, and finally dissipated like a cloud of smoke the moment he turned his head, and the color of the ink turned into plum red, outlining a human face, because It is an ink painting, the outline is a little shallow, only the red lips are delicate, and finally a beautiful and beautiful face emerges.

It is Song Chen, because it is in the form of half ink and wash, with thick ink and colorful colors, and its eyebrows are also captivating.

In the end, the singing gradually came to an end, and it became a plum red ink painting again, with a person in red lying under the plum blossom tree like clouds and clouds.

The voice-over is: "The plum blossoms are about to bloom, waiting for you to come."

Zhao Jindong was stunned for a long time after reading it, and only Song Chen's lips floated in his mind.

Kissed him on the lips last night.