Song Chen hugged Zhao Jindong and lay on his chest and arched his head, and deeply analyzed Zhao Jindong's behavior of chest control.

He felt that it might be related to Zhao Jindong's lack of maternal love since childhood.

When he thought of this, he felt a little more maternal brilliance in his heart, and he had a bit of compassion in his passion.

In fact, love is hardly simple, just hormones. After the relationship is deep, it is mixed with friendship and family affection. Heartache is the most obvious component of family affection. You will have the mentality of "old mothers". You wish you could give the other party the best in everything, and you can't bear to suffer a little hardship or suffer a little. If the other party has suffered in the past, you will try your best to compensate him.

The red beans became cherries, Song Chen lay on the bed without saying a word, Zhao Jindong got out of bed to get medicine.

When he took out the medicine, Song Chen got angry.

"Anyway, you speak like farts." He said.

Zhao Jindong's face was slightly flushed, and he sat on the bed and said, "This medicine works, haven't you tried it."

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

After the love of love passed, he realized that what he should love was actually himself.

Zhao Jindong is too strong in bed, and he doesn't even have tenderness. Beating doesn't work, or biting doesn't work. He is like a hungry lion for a long time, knowing to eat with his head and don't care about you at all.

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

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

While pumping air conditioning, Song Chen looked at Zhao Jindong viciously and said, "I can't feel it, love!"

Zhao Jindong suddenly lowered his head and kissed his forehead.

Very gentle.

Song Chen's tone softened a little and said, "I just can't feel it anyway."

Song Chen seemed to have complaints, but when he got up the next day, he was still muttering this sentence.

Being intimate is different. Physical relationships can greatly enhance emotional relationships. Before going to work in the morning, Zhao Jindong kissed him goodbye and lay on the bed and said, "I'm going to work."

Song Chen squinted his eyes and didn't speak.

Zhao Jindong said, "Do you want me to tell Mom Wang and ask her to bring breakfast to your bed?"

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

Zhao Jindong smiled, touched his head and went out.

Still laughing.

It feels like he is acting cute.

He is not actually acting cute.

He felt that Zhao Jindong's body was too strong, tall, and strong. He was no match for losing control. Besides, Zhao Jindong's thing was big. Now he didn't start guiding and educating, and now he only had a chest pain, and he was afraid that his bones would fall apart in the future.

He wants to teach Zhao Jindong what restraint means.

Like is presumptuous, but love is restraint!

After Zhao Jindong left, Song Chen sat up and looked down at the bed. He remembered that two balls of toilet paper were thrown last night.

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

He considered cleaning his room by himself in the future, otherwise he would be somewhat embarrassed if Mrs. Chen or Mrs. Wang saw the clues.

When he arrived at the bathroom, he looked at his chest. It was actually fine. I don’t know if it was because of the medicine last night or why. It was much lighter than the last time, but it was still swollen and looked to be damaged.

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

His cell phone rang on the bed, and he ran out to pick it up, which was called by Meng Shi.

Song Chen cleared his throat and pretended to be very cold and connected: "What are you doing?"

"Hehehe." Meng Shi first smiled with a bad intention, and then asked, "Are you okay with your precious body?"

"I'm very good." Song Chen said.

"Didn't it turn the world last night?!"

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

"That's not necessary, no." Meng Shi said with a smile: "You have to tell me, I'm afraid that when I see you, you both will think about what you have, and you have nothing to do."

After he said that, he sighed again: "Why do you think you are doing 0? If you want to do 1, we two can still communicate."

Song Chen said: "You have nothing else to do."

"No, you haven't said that, there was no movement yesterday, how many bases?"

"What base?"

"This base is holding hands, the second base is kissing, the third base is touching, etc. You know the whole base!"

Song Chen was embarrassed and said, "San... more than three than the whole base."

"Oh, I'm really confused. Should I ask the details?" Meng Shi seemed very upset.

Song Chen hung up his phone directly, and suddenly the scene of Zhao Jindong's two big hands holding his butt and pinching it hard.

He just felt like he lifted it up in one breath and hurried to the bathroom.

After washing up, he went down to have breakfast. Who knew that as soon as he reached the stairs, he heard Zhao Yungang and Mrs. Zhao quarrel.

It's not a quarrel. Zhao Yungang has been very fond of Mrs. Zhao recently and is holding it in his palm. He is afraid that she will be unhappy. The main reason is that Mrs. Zhao is venting her dissatisfaction: "...I have seen it all, do you want to deny it? If you don't give it to her, what can you do? She will really sell it. I'm just lying to you men, all divorced women, do you still feel sorry for you?"

"Don't worry," said Zhao Yungang.

Mrs. Zhao said, "I don't care whether it's money or not. I don't want her to stick to our house like a dog skin plaster. If you give it to me yesterday and today, then when will it be? The second child doesn't care. If you care, even the second child's efforts will be wasted."

"You don't know what's going on here." Zhao Yungang said: "I won't say it too, just give her this last time."

Song Chen stood on the stairs awkwardly, hesitating whether to go down. Seeing that there was no sound at the bottom, he walked down.

"Dad, mom, good morning."

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

"Um."

Wang's mother hurried to serve him breakfast, and Song Chen sat down beside Zhao Yungang. Zhao Yungang suddenly said, "Xiao Chen, if you meet Zheng Hong these days, you should hide and not contact her."

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

Zhao Jindong ignored him, so he naturally ignored him. He still had to stand on a united front with Zhao Jindong.

Zhao Yungang said to Mrs. Zhao: "Don't think about these things all day long. It's just a serious matter to take care of the baby. When will you go to check in the near future? Tell me, I'll go with you."

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

Zhao Yungang asked Song Chen: "You won't go out today, are you?"

Song Chen shook his head: "Don't come out."

"Then stay with your mother."

"Don't be with me," Mrs. Zhao said a little kinder and asked Song Chen: "You stay at home to write novels today? Write it quickly, I'm still waiting to read it. I'm really curious about what the result is."

Song Chen said: "It will be finished 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. The second brother will talk to you about this. Only one thing is the work. You two should separate public and private affairs. Don't bring conflicts at work to your private life."

Song Chen nodded.

After dinner, he went upstairs to write novels. Maybe it was because he had experienced it yesterday, and his heart suddenly became bigger. He thought that if the novel "After Lover Gets Old" was filmed, it could actually be made bolder. Logically speaking, artistic films should be larger and more intense. He shouldn't write this article with the standards of writing online novels.

He plans to write a passionate scene on a large scale, adding it to the first time between Luo Wensheng and Yu Nuo, the hot collision of youthful bodies will make the tragedy after getting old.

After biting, entanglement, exchange of saliva, and bumping lips and teeth, I have experienced it, and it is even more touching to write.

Because Mrs. Zhao and the others were also reading it, he naturally would not write it very dirty, and it was mainly based on love but not lust. He felt that since he had written it, he still had to take into account the standards of the website. It was best for all readers to see it, rather than writing a piece of meat alone. Some people saw it, some people couldn't see it, which would affect the overall effect of his novel.

Love is indeed driven by sex. Love during adolescence suddenly became much more vivid and became more vital.

After writing in the morning and updating at noon, there were a lot of comments in the afternoon. He added Chapter 20, and the comments in Chapter 20 were refreshed again, setting a record of comments. He looked at them one by one, focusing on his loyal fan "Anonymous".

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

Song Chen replied: "You can't have more, you will be locked if you have more."

Then about half an hour later, he saw Anonymous reply: "Yes."

He must say that Anonymous is really a very rational reader. He has never seen readers reply "Yes" in comments and exchanges with the author. He feels that the other party should be an elderly man, because if he is an ordinary young reader, their tone will generally be more intense in comments about passion clips.

Today was a very hard work day. He wrote more than 6,000 words. After he finished writing, he went for a walk in the manor. Mrs. Zhao said: "You wear thicker clothes, cloudy days, and cold."

Recently, there have been frequent colds. Mrs. Zhao basically stopped going out and was reading in the floor-to-ceiling window with her shawl wrapped around her shawl.

She is in prenatal education.

Song Chen went back and wore a long coat and came out, a warm coat, dark pants, tall and handsome and clean.

When I walked to the gate of the manor, I saw Zhao Jindong coming back.

He put his hands in his pocket of his coat and looked at Zhao Jindong with great momentum. Seeing that Zhao Jindong got out of the car, he walked quickly in, moving faster and faster, and even turned around to glar at Zhao Jindong.

It seemed like it was cold, but there was a hint of ambiguous sweetness in my heart. This was a feeling that only two people understood. Zhao Jindong didn't speak, just followed him behind him.

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

"Yes." Song Chen said, and went upstairs, in a hurry.

Mrs. Zhao was stunned for a moment, and saw Zhao Jindong pushing the door and coming in.

Mrs. Zhao was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "The second child is back."

"Yes." Zhao Jindong also went upstairs immediately, and his steps obviously accelerated.

As soon as Song Chen reached the third floor, he realized that the steps behind him had reached the front. He turned his head and saw that the four words "forced" were the most appropriate description.

Song Chen suddenly felt a sense of crisis, so he walked faster, and his waist was suddenly hugged by someone. Zhao Jindong hooked him hard, hooked him directly into his arms, then pressed him on the wall and kissed him in his mouth.

Because it was too sudden, Song Chen struggled for a while. Who knew that as soon as he struggled for a while, Zhao Jindong hit him violently. He was so shocked that he hummed and his legs became weak.
Chapter completed!