Don't act like a baby [Transmigration Book]

Song Chen hugged Zhao Jindong's bobbing head lying on his chest, and deeply analyzed Zhao Jindong's chest-controlling behavior.

He felt that it might have something to do with Zhao Jindong's lack of maternal love since he was a child.

Thinking of this, he felt a bit more maternal brilliance, and besides passion, there was also a bit of affection.

Love is actually very difficult to be as simple as hormones. After the relationship is deep, it is mixed with friendship and family affection. Distress is the most obvious element of family affection. You will have the mentality of an "old lady" and wish you could give the best to each other in everything. Yes, I can't see the other party suffer a little bit, suffer a little bit.If the other party has suffered in the past, try everything to make up for him.

The red beans turned into cherries, Song Chen lay silent on the bed, Zhao Jindong got out of bed to get the medicine.

Song Chen lost his temper when he took out the medicine.

"You talk like fart anyway," he said.

Zhao Jindong's face was slightly flushed, and he sat on the bed and said, "This medicine works, you have tried it."

Song Chen kept a cold face and didn't speak.

After the feeling of compassion passed away, he realized that the one he should love was actually himself.

Zhao Jindong is too strong in bed, he doesn't even have tenderness, hitting or biting doesn't work, he's like a lion that has been hungry for a long time, he just knows how to eat, and doesn't care about you at all.

"I can't feel love." Song Chen said.

Zhao Jindong froze for a moment, then laughed, and then applied medicine to Song Chen.

Song Chen looked at Zhao Jindong viciously while gasping for air, and said, "I can't feel it, love!"

Zhao Jindong suddenly lowered his head and kissed his forehead.

It's quite gentle.

Song Chen softened his tone and said, "Anyway, I just can't feel it."

Song Chen seemed quite complaining, and when he woke up the next day, he was still muttering this sentence.

Making out is different, physical relationship can greatly enhance emotional relationship, Zhao Jindong kissed him goodbye before going to work in the morning, lay down on the bed and said, "I'm going to work."

Song Chen narrowed his eyes and didn't speak.

Zhao Jindong said, "Shall I tell Wang Ma to bring breakfast to your bed?"

Song Chen opened his eyes, felt pain in his chest, and said, "I can't feel love."

Zhao Jindong laughed, touched his head and went out.

Still laughing.

It felt as if he was acting like a baby.

He's really not kidding.

He felt that Zhao Jindong's body was too strong, tall, and powerful, and he was no match if he lost control, not to mention that Zhao Jindong was so big. Now that he didn't start to guide and educate him, he still only had chest pains. In the future, he would only be afraid of bones. All falling apart.

He wants to teach Zhao Jindong what restraint is.

Like is presumptuous, but love is restrained!

After Zhao Jindong left, Song Chen sat up and looked under the bed first. He remembered throwing two rolls of toilet paper last night.

Fortunately, Zhao Jindong had already cleaned up. He leaned on the edge of the bed and smelled it, but he didn't smell anything he shouldn't have.

He thought about tidying up his own room in the future, otherwise it would be somewhat embarrassing if Mrs. Chen or Wang Ma saw the clues.

When he got to the bathroom, he looked at his chest. It was actually fine. He didn't know if it was because of the medicine applied last night or what. It was much lighter than last time, but it was still swollen and looked devastated.

It's really contradictory, hot, a little scared, and a little angry.

His cell phone rang on the bed, and he ran out to answer it. It was Meng Shi calling.

Song Chen cleared his throat, and pretended to be indifferent to connect: "What are you doing?"

"Hehehe." Meng Shi first smiled kindly, and then asked, "Is your body okay?"

"I'm fine." Song Chen said.

"Didn't the world turn upside down last night?!"

Song Chen said: "Are you sure you want to listen to my buddy tell you the details of my love?"

"That's no need, no need." Meng Shi said with a smile: "You have to tell me, I'm afraid that when I see you both in the future, I'll make up my mind about what's wrong, brothers don't have to do it."

After he finished speaking, he sighed again: "Why do you say you want to do 0. If you want to do 1, we brothers can still communicate."

Song Chen said: "If you have nothing else to do, just hang up."

"Come on, you haven't said anything yet, there was no movement yesterday, how many bases?"

"How many bases?"

"At first base, it's holding hands. At second base, it's kissing. At third base, it's touching. You know home base!"

Song Chen felt embarrassed and said, "Three... more than three and less than home run."

"Oh, I'm really torn, should I ask for the details?" Meng Shi seemed troubled.

Song Chen hung up the phone directly, and the scene of Zhao Jindong's two big hands grabbing his buttocks and pinching it suddenly appeared in his mind.

He only felt that he lifted it up in one breath, and hurried to the bathroom.

After washing up, he went down to have breakfast, but he heard Zhao Yungang and Mrs. Zhao arguing as soon as he reached the stairs.

It's not a quarrel either, Zhao Yungang is very fond of Mrs. Zhao recently, he is holding it in his hand, afraid that she will be unhappy, mainly because Mrs. Zhao is venting her dissatisfaction all by herself: "...I've seen it all, and you still want to deny it? If I don’t give it to her, what can I do, she is really going to sell it. Just cheat you men, you are a divorced woman, do you still feel bad?”

"Don't worry about it." Zhao Yungang said.

Mrs. Zhao said: "I don't care if it's money or not. I don't want her to stick to our house like a dog's skin plaster. If you gave it yesterday and today, when will it be the end. I don't care about the second child. You don't even care about the second child." All my blood was wasted."

"You don't know what's going on here." Zhao Yungang said, "I won't tell you anymore, I'll just give her this one last time."

Song Chen stood awkwardly on the stairs, hesitating whether to go down, but seeing that there was no sound below, he went down.

"Dad, Mom, good morning."

Mrs. Zhao stroked her hair and said, "Xiao Chen is up."

"Ah."

Wang Ma hurried to serve him breakfast, Song Chen sat down next to Zhao Yungang, Zhao Yungang suddenly said: "Xiao Chen, if you meet Zheng Hong these days, you should stay away and don't contact her."

Song Chen froze for a moment, then nodded: "I know."

Zhao Jindong didn't care, and he naturally wouldn't. On this point, he still wants to stand in a united front with Zhao Jindong.

Zhao Yungang said to Mrs. Zhao: "Don't think about these things all day long. It's serious to take good care of the fetus. When will you go to check again soon, tell me, and I will go with you."

"The day after tomorrow." Mrs. Zhao said angrily.

Zhao Yungang asked Song Chen, "Aren't you going out today?"

Song Chen shook his head: "Not coming out."

"Then spend good time with your mother."

"You don't need to accompany me," Mrs. Zhao asked Song Chen with a gentler tone, "Are you staying at home to write a novel today? Hurry up and write, I'm still waiting to read it. I'm really curious what the outcome of the two of them will be."

Song Chen said: "It will be over in just a few days."

"I'll watch it when it's over." Zhao Yun just wiped his mouth and stood up: "The film and television department should be established soon, and the second child will talk to you about it, just a little bit, work is work, you two have to separate public and private, Don’t bring conflicts at work into your personal life.”

Song Chen nodded.

After dinner he went upstairs to write a novel.Probably because of what he experienced yesterday, his heart suddenly grew bigger, thinking that if the novel "After the Love Is Old" is made into a film and television, it can actually be shot more boldly. It stands to reason that literary films should all have a larger scale. Only then is there more tension.He shouldn't write this article with the standard of writing online novels.

He intends to write a large-scale passionate scene, adding that in the first time between Luo Wensheng and Yu Nuo, the fiery collision of youthful bodies will make the tragedy of getting old more profound.

Biting, entanglement, the exchange of saliva, the bumping of lips and teeth, after experiencing it, it is even more touching to write.

Because Mrs. Zhao and the others were also reading it, he naturally wouldn't write obscenely, and mainly relied on emotion rather than sex.He feels that since he wrote it, he still needs to take care of the scale of the website. It is best for all readers to see it, instead of writing a piece of meat alone. Some people can see it, and some people can't see it, which will affect the overall effect of his novel. .

Sure enough, love is still driven by sex, and the love in adolescence suddenly became much more vivid and became more vital.

I finished writing in the morning, updated at noon, and added a lot of comments in the afternoon.He added it to Chapter 20, and the comments on Chapter [-] were refreshed again, setting a chapter comment record.He looked at them one by one, focusing on his loyal book fan "Anonymous".

Anonymous left a message saying: "Actually, there can be a little more."

Song Chen replied: "No more, any more will be locked."

Then about half an hour later, he saw Anonymous replied: "Yeah".

He has to say that Anonymous is really a very sensible reader. He has never seen a reader reply "um" in a comment exchange with the author. He feels that the other party should be an elderly man, because if it is an ordinary Young readers, in their comments about passionate episodes, their tone is generally more intense.

Today was a very hard day. He wrote more than 6000 words. After finishing writing, he went for a walk in the manor. Mrs. Zhao said, "You should wear thicker clothes. It's cloudy and cold."

Recently, Mrs. Zhao has been suffering from frequent colds, and she basically doesn't go out. She is wrapped in a shawl and reads a book by the floor-to-ceiling windows.

She is prenatal education.

Song Chen went back and put on a long coat before coming out. The coat was warm-colored and dark-colored trousers. He was tall, handsome and clean.

When they reached the gate of the manor, they saw Zhao Jindong come back.

He put his hands in the pockets of his coat and looked at Zhao Jindong imposingly. When he saw Zhao Jindong get out of the car, he walked in quickly, faster and faster, and turned his head to stare at Zhao Jindong.

It looks like indifference, but there is a hint of ambiguous sweetness in my heart, which is a feeling that only two people can understand.Zhao Jindong didn't speak, just followed him.

Song Chen entered the hall, and Mrs. Zhao asked, "I'm back so soon."

"Yeah." Song Chen went upstairs, walking in a hurry.

Mrs. Zhao was stunned for a moment, and then she saw Zhao Jindong also pushed the door in.

Mrs. Zhao was stunned again, and said with a smile, "The second child is back."

"Yeah." Zhao Jindong also went upstairs, and his pace obviously quickened.

As soon as Song Chen went up to the third floor, he realized that the footsteps behind him were approaching him. He turned his head and saw that menacing was the most appropriate word to describe it.

Song Chen suddenly felt a sense of crisis, so he walked faster, and someone hugged his waist suddenly. Zhao Jindong hooked him hard, directly hooked him into his arms, and then pushed him towards the wall As soon as he pressed it, he kissed him on the mouth.

Because it was too sudden, Song Chen still struggled for a while, who knew that Zhao Jindong's lower body slammed into him as soon as he struggled.He hummed softly when he was hit, and his legs went limp.

Oh, oh, he can't stand such a man.