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Chapter 66(1/2)

Song Chen witnessed the moment a wild beast went from sleeping to awakening.

From gentleness to hideousness, between his gaze.

I, Cao.

I, Cao.

The beasts are out of the cage, it is really terrifying.

Song Chen was a little confused tonight.

Song Chen was lying on the bed, his heart was thumping and his eyes were blinking, and he could feel his face was hot without touching it.

As expected, he was still a cowardly chick. He thought about this and this every day. Zhao Jindong really didn't hide it and showed it to him. Instead, he became cowardly and let Zhao Jindong go to the cloakroom and said, "You can do it too."

He felt the provocation.

Zhao Jindong was provoking him just now. His shameless organ was also provoking him with his master, with arrogance and horror.

Song Chen felt dry mouth and a little thirsty, so he went to take a cup of water to drink. After taking a cup of warm water, he lay on the bed without even taking a shower.

Fortunately, Zhao Jindong himself had a cleanliness, but he did not have this requirement. Song Chen was lying on the bed, very quiet.

Zhao Jindong was like nothing happened, sitting next to him and continuing to do his job.

Everything is as usual, but Song Chen's mind is full of pictures, his mouth is dry and his heart is beating like a drum. The male protagonist of 191 is really not to deceive me!

When writing, I only care about feeling and never considered the issue of reality coming true. It can't be blamed for him. The male protagonist in the novel is still hundreds of billions of dollars, and he is the richest man in the world at any time. He even thinks he can't make a move when writing a domineering president with assets of only tens of millions. Of course, the novel is as good as it is.

He was overwhelming here, and I didn't know what Zhao Jindong was thinking, why did he look like a ok person?

Song Chen felt that he had lost.

No, he still has to continue practicing.

He thought about it and got up. Zhao Jindong finally spoke and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"You have to care." Song Chen said.

I was restless and impatient in the living room outside, still recalling what I said just now, wondering whether his words were fierce enough and whether they showed timidity.

He is a person with a strong sense of shame and is embarrassed to be flirtatious. He still needs a little bit of a man to maintain his dignity as a man.

If a man wants to be strong, his career must be strong first. He plans to write a novel for a while.

Before writing the novel, he first looked at the comment section.

He has already had many comments now, and there are at least a dozen or twenty comments in each chapter. He looked through it carefully and saw that readers with the signature "Ruchen Sibao" are no longer visible. The only ones who are familiar with Mrs. Zhao. In addition, he should be serious readers when reading the comments.

This kind of small abuse article is not easy to attract fans, but once it is absorbed, it is basically a solid fan, and each one is a little angel, and the comments are very considerate. However, abuse articles are also easy to attract mature readers, and there are also representatives of calmness and restraint, such as this "Anonymous".

She also basically leaves comments in every chapter. The comments are rational and objective, but she is encouraged and will not teach you how to write. Although it is not as satisfying as the little angels, "too touching, whimper" that makes him feel satisfied, but it also leaves a deep impression on him.

He replied to the readers' comments one by one, and everyone else was "momoda", and the reply to this "Anonymous" was "thank you".

It’s not that he is stingy with Momoda, but he just thinks that such a mature reader should also be treated maturely!

After replying, I sorted out the outline again and started typing.

He likes to write at night, quiet and more inspiring. It may be because he has developed a habit for many years, and his thoughts are like springs in the middle of the night, and he can't stop them.

But today he was thrilled, and the giant things he saw always appeared in his mind, so he couldn't even write about campus freshness calmly. So, he arranged 19 cm for Luo Wensheng when he was not careful.

But eighty-nine are all the same, it is nothing more than expressing a concept that is so big that it is not human!

Song Chen lay on the table and smiled embarrassedly, feeling that his body became hot again. If it weren't for the novel's future movies and to show it to his family, he really wanted to stew some broth.

This writing was almost ten o'clock. After writing it, I felt a little thirsty, so I went downstairs and went to the kitchen by myself, wanting to stew some pear soup.

Suddenly I wanted to drink pear soup.

He went to the refrigerator to get a pear and was peeling it. He heard a vague quarrel, as if it was Wang's mother, and his tone was very intense. He was stunned for a moment, then put down his things and walked to the corridor on the right side of the first floor. Wang's mother and Chen's wife were living here.

After arriving at the door of Mrs. Wang's voice became clearer. Mrs. Chen came out next door wearing clothes, and was stunned for a moment when she saw him.

Song Chen vaguely heard Wang Ma crying, so he glanced at Mrs. Chen, but Mrs. Chen signaled him to go to the kitchen and said, "It's okay, I'm quarreling with her man. Her man found a mistress outside and was caught by her."

Song Chen was stunned for a moment. He knew that Mrs. Chen was divorced, but he didn't know that Mrs. Wang had a husband.

Those who only go home once a week basically live in Zhao's house all year round, and he thinks they all have no husbands.

"At this age, I'm still looking for a mistress?" Song Chen was angry when he heard the mistress. Not only was he angry, but he was also heartbroken.

He couldn't even read the betrayal scene even after reading novels, and thought it was the most heartbreaking thing. He was heartbroken when he saw emotional posts online talking about cheating and having sex.

"That's right, I'm almost 60 years old and have no ability. My family is raised by my mother Wang. I actually found a young man outside with the money she earned, saying that Wang's mother couldn't accompany him all day long, which made this man so disgusting... Do you eat pears or stew soup?" She saw the half-cut pears on the table.

"Steam the soup." Song Chen said.

Mrs. Chen washed her hands and helped him get it. The Wang Ma was still quarreling there, and she was crying. Song Chen asked, "What will they do next? Divorce?"

"At this age, why are you still divorced?" Chen Sao Chen said, "Her man wants to divorce, but she refuses. How could she swallow this? I heard that the other party has been together for five or six years, but even though Wang Ma is often not at home, she didn't even notice it."

After hearing this, Song Chen didn't say anything and stood against the table. Mrs. Chen put the cut pear pieces into the stew pot, added some rock sugar powder, turned on the fire, leaned against him and sighed.

"Her man is really not a human being. Wang Ma is working here in her thirties. Her sons all rely on her. Her man was honest, but she was old and romantic, and she was so confused. She ignored the opposition of her sons and insisted on divorce and living with the woman outside. Now she has moved to the house outside their house to live together. I tell you that her man has already planned it. She just bought a house under his name two years ago. Do you think Wang Ma can't be angry? Not only will she divorce, but she also lost half of her wealth in vain. I told her before, saying that she has not been at home for a long time, and she will not listen. She insists on being honest with her men. Now, you say that you are angry or not, you will not be angry, and you will not be disgusted, and you will not be willing to leave."

"Tell your mother Wang, if you need my help, just say it, I can help her deal with her man." Song Chen said.

Mrs. Chen said: "It's not necessary. She hasn't made up her idea of ​​divorce yet, otherwise she wouldn't have argued like this."

"How long does this need to be stewed? It doesn't need to be too stewed, it's just sweet."

"Why did you suddenly remember to drink pear soup? You said it would be that we would stew it for you."

"It feels like it's a little bit angry."

Hold it in.

My throat is a little dry and my mouth is dry.

Mrs. Chen said: "There are many types of heat, and not all heat can be suppressed with pear soup."

"I'll try drinking first, go to bed first. I'll stay here and don't need anything else. I'll serve it myself after it's done stew."

Song Chen has a good temper recently, and Chen's wife is not polite, so she went back to the room with her clothes.

The Wang Ma seemed to have hung up the phone there, and the surroundings became quiet. Only the pear soup in the stew pot was boiled and gurgled.

Song Chen was originally in a state of turmoil, but after hearing about Wang Ma's affairs, he became emotional.

Speaking of which, he has never been in love, and it has something to do with this. People in modern society are too confused and he has never found someone he can trust.

In fact, if you don’t try, you will never know whether the other person is the person you are looking for, but he has seen too many cheating and betrayals. It is still difficult for heterosexuals to find his ideal love, let alone homosexuals. He is a timid person, so he guards his body and mind.

So he wrote about Zhao Jindong in his article, which characterized him thousands of times and created a man who would never betray him.

Why are people always greedy? It is not satisfied to have someone in their lifetime? This is something that he can't even understand even after seeing all the world.

For him, if he can have a man in his entire life, he will be rich all his life. Because life is precious, life has this life but no future, so anyone's life is the only treasure in thousands of lives. If he gets it, he will regard it as life.

The innocent and pretentious ones are also very romantic.

The most romantic love in the world is the love that only once in a lifetime, all for one person.

After the pear soup was stewed, he served two bowls and brought them upstairs. After arriving at the bedroom, he saw Zhao Jindong sitting on the bed, but closed his eyes and resting, as if waiting for him.

"I haven't fallen asleep yet," he said.

When Zhao Jindong heard this, he opened his eyes, took off his glasses when he saw him, and said, "I'm tired of watching, so I'm resting for a while and I almost fell asleep."

"I stewed pear soup, do you drink it?"

He brought the pear soup to the head of the bed. Zhao Jindong reached out to take it, and he said, "Be careful, it's hot."

The pear soup was a little hot and needed to be left for a while, so Song Chen sat on the bed. He wanted to talk to Zhao Jindong about Wang’s family.

He said what he had just heard, and Zhao Jindong frowned: "There is still this?"

Song Chen nodded: "Why do men love cheating so much?"

"It's not all men who cheat on men, it has nothing to do with gender." Zhao Jindong said, "dividing people."

He said and looked at Song Chen: "I'm afraid I'll cheat in the future?"

Song Chen said: "You won't."

"How did you know I don't?"

"You thought it out, you've been out. You used to hate me so much, and there were so many people throwing you into your arms, so you didn't have it either."

"I have a strange cleanliness obsession." Zhao Jindong said.

It is not a physical and mental obsession. It is also a weird and weird thing to say, and it is normal.

"I have it too," Song Chen said.

Zhao Jindong said: "Then what have you been doing before? Did you deliberately torture me?"

Song Chen said: "I am very glad that I tortured you like this."

He laughed after saying that, Zhao Jindong made a move to grab his shoulder. Song Chen hid for a while and asked, "Did you hate me very much before?"

"All the past is over," Zhao Jindong thought he was going to make up the old debt, "We used to be half a dozen."
To be continued...
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