Don't act like a baby [Transmigration Book]

Song Chen turned to look at Zhao Jindong, Zhao Jindong's face was really ugly.

It's not the usual black face, it's heavy, and probably embarrassing.He is very sensitive and strong man.

It's embarrassing to say that such a strong man like him has such a mother.According to Mrs. Zhao, Zheng Hong has also made friends with many men over the years, no wonder Zhao Jindong is so clean and self-conscious, and hates prostitutes so much.

I don't know how complicated his feelings for Zheng Hong are.

When the two returned home, Mrs. Zhao came down from upstairs and looked at Song Chen first: "Are you all right?"

Song Chen shook his head and said, "It's nothing."

Mrs. Zhao actually saw it upstairs: "This time it's our problem too. The guard said she was going to come in. We thought she hadn't been here for many years, so we couldn't close the door, so we let her in. We knew she was going to come in." She is such a person, we will never let her in the house."

Song Chen was careful. He felt that no matter how bad Zheng Hong was, as her son, Zhao Jindong probably didn't want to discuss her with Mrs. Zhao.He couldn't speak for his biological mother, nor could he go along with Mrs. Zhao. His status and position should be very embarrassing, so he immediately pretended to be very naive and said, "Hey, don't mention her, I will get angry when I mention her."

Mrs. Zhao took a look at his face and said to Zhao Jindong: "If you have any difficulties in the future, tell your family members. Let's find a solution together, and don't carry it alone."

She probably has never seen such an excellent mother as Zheng Hong, and now she has a thousand sympathies for Zhao Jindong, and when she thinks of her previous attitude towards Zhao Jindong, she feels even more guilty.

Zhao Jindong said "hmm" and said nothing else, the wall of his heart cannot be broken with just one or two words.

Today's mood is like a roller coaster. Song Chen thought that Zhao Jindong's miserable life experience was all because of himself, and felt even more guilty. After following him through the door, he still thought about how to comfort him.As a result, Zhao Jindong went directly to take a nap.

Before going to bed, he went to take a bath as usual, and Song Chen went to the study, where he was not in the mood to code, and lay on the chair to watch the scenery.

After watching for about half an hour, Meng Shi sent a message to plan the copywriting. Song Chen didn't expect him to do it so formally.

"I told you to do it well, so I must find professional people to do it together." Meng Shi said: "I asked my mother's agent, Aunt Fang, for help. She is very good at publicity, and the people in the industry she helped introduce , how about it, you won’t regret it if you leave it to me?”

Song Chen was worried that this was killing a chicken with a sledgehammer. Meng Shi said: "You have to have confidence in your face and in me. Hurry up and watch your farmhouse be built early. When the plum blossoms bloom, I promise you will Many tourists go to see it.”

Song Chen lay down on the table and settled the bill.

He has no plans to build a fee-paying scenic spot in Menggu Village. Many people may go to see flowers in the deep mountains and old forests for free, but once the fee is charged, there may be very few people who will go there.It would be enough to attract more people from City A to play there, so that his farmhouse can continue to operate without losing money to the local people, and it is enough to create some opportunities for the local people to make money.

This is destined to be a loss-making business. He calculated the account and felt that the money invested in the early stage was still within his expectations.

If you have a lot of money, you can stand it. After all, the base is large, and tens of thousands of dollars feel like a drizzle. His money is enough to build a hundred farmhouses.

He was in a better mood, so he turned on the computer and continued to write his novel. "After the Lover Gets Old" officially entered the main chapter. He wrote a realistic high school essay with ease.He personally prefers the campus themes of the age, which are fresh and down-to-earth, and have an inexplicable sense of thickness. If it is a contemporary campus novel, it will not have this taste.

This article also officially entered the sweet stage. He wrote the sour smell of love in a comfortable mood, and forgot about the repeated tragedies.

It took him a long time to write this, and then he felt tired, so he stood up and stretched, and suddenly thought of what Zhao Jindong saw when he twisted around in the morning.

So many things happened today, he almost forgot about this embarrassing thing.If there is no Zheng Hong today, it would be a very pleasant day.

Song Chen came out of the study and went to the bedroom. He saw Zhao Jindong still lying on the bed with the curtains drawn, and the room was a little dark.He went to the bathroom first, but when he came out, he saw that Zhao Jindong had woken up and was sitting on the bedside.

"Did I disturb you?" He asked Zhao Jindong, because of Zheng Hong's matter, he spoke to Zhao Jindong in an extremely gentle tone.

He still felt sorry for Zhao Jindong.Poor hero.

"I didn't fall asleep." Zhao Jindong said, "Come here."

Song Chen opened the curtains first, and the room became much brighter. Then he got to the bedside, and Zhao Jindong said, "Let me see your face."

Song Chen turned his head to show him, Zhao Jindong suddenly stretched out his hand again, squeezed his chin, checked it, his fingers were warm, compared with his white and tender face, the fingertips were a bit rough, Song Chen Feeling a little itchy, he turned his head away, who knew that Zhao Jindong stretched out his long arms and dragged him to the bed.

He pressed Zhao Jindong through the quilt, turned around, and looked at Zhao Jindong face up: "What are you doing?"

Zhao Jindong said, "Lie down together and talk."

Song Chen felt a little agitated, so he kicked off his shoes and climbed up. Zhao Jindong let him go, and he lay on the other side of the bed, leaning against his back with a pillow.

After he sat down, the two were silent for a while, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.Song Chen turned to look at Zhao Jindong: "Didn't you want to talk?"

Zhao Jindong said: "When I was in the living room, did I hate you?"

Song Chen said "ah", the atmosphere was tense at that time, he really didn't pay attention: "Is there?"

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that when he said that he had money to give to Zheng Hong, Zhao Jindong taunted him in a harsh tone, but he could understand it, and he understood it even more after knowing the truth.

"I didn't pay attention." He said, "What's wrong with me?"

Zhao Jindong didn't speak. He was silent for a while, and then said: "I don't remember either. I just remember that I ranted against you. At that time, my mind was a little hot. It's best if you don't remember. It's not a good word."

His voice was still low and cold, but his tone was a little weaker and slower than usual, and he felt that Zheng Hong had hurt him a lot.Song Chen said: "Did you give her all your money, did you run out of money?"

Zhao Jindong turned his head and glanced at him, and said, "It's not as much as you think."

If it really got to the point of being wanted, Zheng Hong would not come to him for it again. The reason why Zheng Hong came to pester him again was because she knew he still had it.

"How did she get addicted to gambling?"

"Maybe someone else brought it." Probably because he wanted to be strong in front of Song Chen, Zhao Jindong didn't tell Song Chen the truth, and he didn't want to continue talking about Zheng Hong, so he said: "The sesame seed cakes you bought, brought them in. Is it?"

"It's brought in. I want the key to get the biscuits. Dad said it was delicious."

Zhao Jindong let out an "um" and closed his eyes again.

He looked really tired today, probably because he was tired.

Song Chen didn't speak any more, and lay with his eyes open, his hands on his chest, and his fingers tapping his body one after another. In the silence, he suddenly saw Zhao Jindong turn his body over, and stretched out a hand. It rested on his chest, and his forehead leaned forward slightly, resting on his shoulder.

Different from the domineering action before, it was more like cuddling him, like a child.

Song Chen was a little agitated, and lay motionless.

Song Chen felt that he deserved the slap.

It seems that Zhao Jindong's heart was stabbed.

This makes him happier than the intimacy brought about by flirting. He is a person who pays more attention to the matter of soul love than carnal desire.He and Zhao Jindong took another step closer.The shoulders were warm, and the touch through the clothes also made the heart beat faster. Song Chen couldn't control himself, and suddenly turned over, hugged Zhao Jindong's head, and pressed on his chest.

Let him take good care of the poor hero and do his best as a father and author!

Zhao Jindong was taken aback, and then a look of embarrassment appeared on his face. He wanted to push him, but Song Chen hugged him even harder, grabbing Zhao Jindong's neck.

Don't be shy, men are cute when they are children.

Zhao Jindong pushed him away, his hair was messed up, look at him.

Song Chen pursed his lips and looked down at Zhao Jindong.

Zhao Jindong coughed, lay down on the bed, and said, "Want?"

ha? !

I, Cao, Zhao's second child is good at spitting blood!If he still desires at such a tender moment, then he is still human.

"What do you want?" Song Chen said, "I'm comforting you."

"There is no comfort." Zhao Jindong said.

Song Chen immediately sat up, frowned and looked at Zhao Jindong, Zhao Jindong moved to his original position, looking out of the window with a calm face.

"It's still cloudy in the morning, I didn't expect it to be so sunny now."

"When we went to eat, it was the sun." Song Chen said.

As he spoke, he suddenly leaned over and looked closely at Zhao Jindong. Zhao Jindong felt uncomfortable and frowned: "What are you doing?"

Finally it was his turn to ask what he was going to do.

Song Chen said, "Are you embarrassed?"

Zhao Jindong frowned even tighter, his face drooping: "I have nothing to be embarrassed about."

Song Chen suddenly reached out to touch Zhao Jindong's face: "Your face is so hot."

Zhao Jindong lifted the quilt and directly pressed him under him.Song Chen's head hit the head of the bed, Zhao Jindong covered it with his hand, pressed Song Chen and said, "You're a wave again, aren't you?"

ha?

My Lord Qingtian, how could he have any troubles!

Song Chen struggled: "I don't have any troubles, I swear I won't make troubles in front of you again."

Zhao Jindong was stunned for a moment, then moved away from him a little bit, and asked, "Why?"

Song Chen was a little embarrassed, and a little excited when he was suppressed. In short, he had mixed feelings and said, "You don't always scold me for being shameless."

Zhao Jindong didn't speak.

After a while, he said, "In front of my man, it's actually okay."