Don't act like a baby [Transmigration Book]

In the past, Zhao Jindong always wanted Song Chen to try it, but Song Chen just didn't want to try it, even though he wanted to eat it himself.

Now that I tried it, it was effortless at first, but in less than ten seconds, he couldn't eat anymore, but this feeling was damn addictive, as if his mouth was full, his heart would be full, and he didn't panic anymore.

Zhao Jindong was fine, he already knew that Song Chen would not be able to eat.

Zhao's heating was turned on early and full, and the house was as warm as spring.Mrs. Zhao stood in front of the window in her nightgown, staring into the yard.

It's all up to now, and Zhao Yungang hasn't come back yet, so she is a little worried.

Zhao Yungang sat in the car with a solemn expression.

Zheng Hong fell to the ground, got up in panic, and saw Zhao Yun just got out of the car and stopped in front of her.

She raised her head tremblingly. The moment the car accelerated towards her just now, she really thought that Zhao Yungang would directly hit her to death.

"I hope there will be no next time," said Zhao Yungang. "Next time, my foot will not be on the brake, but on the accelerator."

He squatted down and raised Zheng Hong's chin with one hand. Zheng Hong looked at her in horror, trembling and crying.

"Say, how do you know?"

"Yes...you told me that once, you were drunk..."

Zhao Yungang, who was drunk, kept crying.

In fact, he seldom got drunk, he held too much alcohol, and he usually acted vigorously and toughly, but when he suddenly saw him crying like this, Zheng Hong was still at a loss.

She could only hug Zhao Yungang's head to comfort him.

She is Zhao Yungang who was subdued by her feminine charm.

Zhao Yungang said, "I'm sorry for you."

She didn't understand at first, but in Zhao Yungang's intermittent choking, she suddenly understood.In fact, she was not too panicked at the moment. In her eyes, she knew that a man like Zhao Yungang must have many secrets that no one knows.

Zhao Yungang's natural business acumen, however, cannot be a constant victor in the turbulent business circle. The biggest failure in his life was the crisis of going bankrupt that year.

He is different from Song Zhiyuan. He started from scratch and suffered too much to get his current status and wealth. He can't afford to lose, and he can't lose. Once he loses, he won't be able to get back up.

When people are forced to turn red, their hearts will turn black.

"Are you really desperate?" Zheng Hong cried and said, "I have nothing left. If I don't pay back the money, I won't die at your hands, but at their hands. If that's the case, I might as well die." In your hands!"

As she spoke, she was about to grab Zhao Yungang's leg. Zhao Yungang took a step back and said, "You are more reluctant to die than anyone else. If you really want to die, you can jump into the river at any time."

"Aren't you afraid that I will tell Song Chen?!" Zheng Hong shouted hysterically, "Tell him, what kind of hypocrite is the father who loves him the most in his eyes!"

"Whether my affection for Xiao Chen is false or it comes from a father's sincere love, I know it in my heart, and he also knows it in his heart. If you still have a conscience, you should jump into the river honestly and don't drag your son. Zhao Yungang asked: "Do you want to drag your son to jump down with you? I gave everything to him, do you want me to take it back? Do you think he will hate me or you when the time comes?"

Zheng Hong straightened up and said, "Why, why, I just want a little money, what is this money to you?!"

Zhao Yungang probably thought her words were ridiculous, so he sneered: "Because your greed is a bottomless pit, you should only jump into it, and no one should be responsible for you. Zheng Hong, I will do my utmost to you , don’t threaten me, or if I kill you, you won’t get any blood on your hands. At that time, I will still be me, and you can only sink in the river and rot into mud.”

As soon as Zhao Yun opened the car door, he sat in the back.His driver ran over from a distance and drove past Zheng Hong.Zheng Hong got up from the ground, his body was covered in mud, and he was still shaking.

She made a determined move and didn't succeed, maybe she wanted too much.

Regret, regret, maybe she should ask for a zero less.

The matter hadn't reached the final step yet, she didn't want to have a fight with Zhao Yungang, she didn't want to die, but for her, having no money was more terrible than death, and she couldn't bear it even more.

Zheng Hong clenched her fist, it seemed that she had to take the second step.

It was God who helped her, Zhao Jindong and Song Chen seem to be quite affectionate now.

So she sent a message to Zhao Jindong, looking towards the river in the cold wind, the river was cold and rippling, and occasionally one or two large ships passed by on the river.

When the message was sent, Zhao Jindong's cell phone lighted up, but he didn't bother to look at it. He leaned over and took a piece of toilet paper, and wiped Song Chen's butt carefully.

Song Chen lay there motionless.

My god, he feels so tired.

"Why do you take so long." He was so tired that he didn't even have any sense of shame: "Let me tell you, I'm really scared. If you really take this long in the future, I won't be able to bear it."

Zhao Jindong threw the tissue into the bucket and said, "It's different."

"Why is it different?" Song Chen quickly picked up the quilt and covered it.

Zhao Jindong picked up his pajamas and put them on, then went to hug Song Chen, Song Chen immediately rolled to the other side of the bed, he smiled and said, "The excitement is different, it won't take so long if you really do it."

He said and stretched out his hand: "I can't move you. I see you are scared."

He hugged Song Chen and said, "You were the one who picked the head, and it made me dissatisfied with my desires. In the middle of the night, I don't even have any sleepiness after being tormented by you."

"Who is torturing who?" Song Chen was tired of reasoning with him. His mouth was sour, his hands were sore, and his arms and legs were sore from being crushed by Zhao Jindong just now. Now he wants to sleep and doesn't want to do anything.

"Go to sleep." Zhao Jindong knew he was tired, "I'll hold you."

Song Chen gasped for a few breaths like a dead man, then suddenly put his hand into Zhao Jindong's pajama pants again, Zhao Jindong said, "Don't mess around."

"I'll sleep on it." Song Chen said forcefully and a little bit ashamedly.

Being tired but still a little bit happy, he just hoped that he would not have such a terrible dream again.

He had just dreamed that he had turned into Song Chen standing on the sea of ​​fire, standing on the roof, the fire was burning underneath, and he walked along the ridge of the roof.

It seems that it will fall if you are not careful.

The person in the dream was him but not him, the old butler shouted from below: "Xiaochen, you can't do this!"

The tiles under his feet were very hot and began to burn his feet, and he accidentally fell from it.

All this was all too familiar to him, and this was the latest chapter in his Divorce.

He was so scared that he woke up directly from the nightmare, as if he would fall back to his original world once he fell.

What if it was all just a dream.When a person is in a dream, how can he tell whether it is a dream or reality?He needs something more real and vivid to tell him that all this is true.

For example, Zhao Jindong's heartbeat.

The next morning, Zhao Jindong got up early, Song Chen opened his eyes in a daze, and Zhao Jindong said, "It's still early, you should sleep more."

Song Chen squinted his eyes and saw him carrying a garbage bag to go out, thinking in a daze that Zhao Jindong is quite thin-skinned.

But he is also thin.

Wang Ma and the others clean up their rooms, including bed sheets, which are also changed on time.Although he and Zhao Jindong haven't really had sex until now, intimacy is indispensable. They are both grown men, so there must be no reason to just touch and eat, and they will definitely vent it in the end. From the very beginning, he was very worried that Wang Ma and the others would see them when they came in to clean up the room.

Especially those toilet papers!

But later he found that he didn't have to worry about these at all, Zhao Jindong would tidy up by the way when he went out.He felt that Wang Ma and the others seemed to understand. After all, sometimes when Zhao Jindong took out the garbage, they would see it, but they didn't ask.

Song Chen touched the bedside table, took out a bottle of perfume, and sprayed it on.

The room was immediately fragrant, and there was no smell of fish.

Only then did Song Chen feel relieved, and continued to sleep while lying on the bed.

It's getting cold, and I can't sleep enough. Today is still cloudy, and it's still gray outside.

Wang Ma was cleaning the dining table when she saw Zhao Jindong coming down with a garbage bag.

To tell you the truth, they must be responsible for taking out the rubbish when doing things in a rich family's house, including Mrs. Zhao's room, which has been cleaned up by them for so many years.

However, this young couple is still thin-skinned, unlike Mrs. Zhao, who has long been used to it. Some pajamas that were soiled on the bed, Mrs. Zhao is reluctant to throw away, are also handled by them. Mrs. Zhao is used to it, and she will not feel embarrassed at all.

You can't let her, an expensive wife, do the laundry by herself, can you?

Wang Ma and the others are used to it, so they feel that Zhao Jindong and Song Chen are really thin-skinned.

Zhao Jindong threw the garbage bag into the trash can outside, just as Mrs. Zhao came back from a walk.

She is pregnant now, and she no longer runs, but she still comes out on time in the morning to exercise, mainly for a walk.

Wang Ma and Mrs. Chen had told her about throwing garbage bags as a joke. Mrs. Zhao knew what was going on, but she felt a little embarrassed, so she pretended not to see it.

"It's foggy again today." She said to Zhao Jindong with a smile.

Zhao Jindong said "Yes" and said, "My wife can wear a mask when she goes out."

Mrs. Zhao responded with a smile, and went upstairs.

Zhao Jindong came back to wash his hands and eat breakfast.Wang Ma said subtly, "I'll keep Xiaochen's in the pot for him."

Zhao Jindong nodded and began to eat his breakfast.

Wang Ma felt that Zhao Jindong had become more and more friendly recently. Although he still didn't talk much, he was refreshed and brightened up on happy occasions, and he became more friendly with others.How good it is now, before it was always the point of the needle.

"Winter is the best season for nourishing the body. How about starting tomorrow's breakfast and giving you and Xiaochen some nourishing breakfast?" Their family's breakfast menu is all about asking Zhao Jindong and the others, everyone Everyone who eats decides for himself.

Zhao Jindong said: "I'll just eat something simple, it's too troublesome to waste time, you can make something for Xiaochen, he should make up for it."

Wang Ma gave a "hmm" and said, "Then I'll ask him."

Zhao Jindong's car arrived outside, he wiped his mouth, Wang Ma quickly brought him a coat and sent him out.

After Zhao Jindong left, Wang Ma went back to the house and saw Mrs. Zhao coming down the stairs.

The two looked at each other and smiled tacitly.Mrs. Zhao walked to the dining table and sat down, and asked, "Where is Mrs. Chen?"

"She said she had a cold and was afraid of infecting you, so she went out early in the morning."

Mrs. Zhao said, "I'm not so delicate."

"There are a lot of colds this season, so it's better to be careful." Wang Ma said, "Have you woke up yet, sir?"

"He's still asleep." Mrs. Zhao ate breakfast alone.

She specially staggered the meal time with Zhao Jindong. She was very afraid of being alone with Zhao Jindong. This is not the biological mother and child. After all, they are not emotionally close. They have nothing to talk about, and they can't always talk about Song Chen. Those are still staggered, everyone is comfortable.

When she finished her meal, she got up and said to Wang Ma: "You said I was quite conflicted."

Wang Ma smiled and cleared the dining table: "What's wrong?"

"I'm hoping that both of them will get well, but I'm also worried." Mrs. Zhao said, "Did the two of them work a little harder recently?"

Wang Ma burst out laughing: "Ma'am!"

Mrs. Zhao said with a smile: "We are old buddies who have known each other for decades, so we can't talk about anything. Tell me, the two of them do this too often, isn't it bad for Xiao Chen's health?"

Wang Ma said, "You are young and have strong firepower."

Mrs. Zhao hesitated to speak, but also felt that her unfriendly mother-in-law took care of a little too much.

Wang Ma said: "Jindong is just a cat that eats meat now, and it will be better when I get older."

Mrs. Zhao didn't say a word, she rubbed her stomach, thinking of their old man Zhao Yungang, she thought that might not be the case.

Maybe the tiger father has no dogs, let alone the waves behind the Yangtze River pushing the waves ahead.