I'm finally divorced

"It's better to let me help you."

A hand was on his shoulder, and the man's voice was harsh and playful, which made Song Qingzhou extremely uncomfortable.

Before Song Qingzhou could speak, he covered his mouth. The man was tall and tall, and he almost picked him up and dragged him back with one arm around his waist.

He really didn't expect that He Zhun would have the courage to make trouble at the banquet, this man is simply a lunatic.

At this time, everyone's attention was concentrated in the banquet hall, and there was no one outside. Song Qingzhou was taken all the way to an attic by He Zhun.

Song Qingzhou was thrown on the bed. When He Zhun came over, he grabbed the pillow beside him and threw it on his face.

"How is it possible for the pillow..." His voice stopped suddenly, and then he groaned. He knelt down on the edge of the bed with one knee bent, and Song Qingzhou grabbed his hand around the back of his neck and pulled it back neatly. Quickly, he wrapped his other hand around his tie.

Instead of being angry, He Zhun smiled, "I didn't expect you to hit twice."

It's not a weak rabbit, but a little wild cat with sharp claws.

Song Qingzhou kicked his knee so hard that He Zhun was forced to kneel on the ground with his chin on the edge of the bed.

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Song Qingzhou: I am in self-defense.

Song Qingzhou didn't bother to put on her feet again, and opened the locked door to leave. Before taking a few steps, her body began to weaken.

He Zhun's hearty laughter suddenly came from behind him, Song Qingzhou went down the stairs holding on to the railing without looking back, and then bumped into a person at the corner.

Song Qingzhou was a little unconscious when he bumped into him. He barely raised his head to look at the man. Seeing that it was Xie Xun, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Gradually, he lost all feeling in the hand holding the stairs, and he didn't know if he was holding it steady. Song Qingzhou's legs were also weak, and he didn't feel that he was standing at all. He was about to slide, and Xie Xun pressed him into his arms .

Standing at the stairs, He Zhun straightened his clothes slowly, and said, "Brother Xun is here."

Xie Xun saw that his neckline was disheveled, and Song Qingzhou in his arms was limp all over, it was hard not to think of going elsewhere, not to mention that He Zhun was a mad dog.

He Zhun explained a bit, and said sincerely: "I had a drink with my sister-in-law, but I didn't expect him to drink, so I brought him here to rest."

Xie Xun has always been indifferent, and the look on his face made it impossible to see any joy or anger.

"He's from the Xie family. Just because I don't like him doesn't mean you can abuse him."

He Zhun curled his lips indifferently, and said, "That's really a pity."

Song Qingzhou doesn't understand what Xie Xun and He Zhun have to say about each other. Shouldn't they care about him first?

...he was about to be suffocated.

He wanted to push Xie Xun away, but his hand was weak and he couldn't lift it up at all, so he had to gently pull the corner of Xie Xun's clothes twice with his limp fingers.

Xie Xun noticed his movements, let him out of his arms, and then helped him walk. After two or three steps, he felt that Song Qingzhou was walking too slowly and was in the way, so he bent down and hugged him directly.

Xie Xun threw Song Qingzhou into the car, and his action was not very gentle. The mobile phone in Song Qingzhou's pocket was directly shaken and fell off. At this time, Xie's mother called again.

The two were silent for a while, and finally Xie Xun went back to the back seat to pick up the phone, and then pressed the answer button.

"Zhouzhou, why did you disappear as soon as I turned my head? Did you go home first?" Mother Xie asked worriedly.

Xie Xun glanced at Song Qingzhou, only to see the other party nodded gently.

"I took him home."

Mother Xie was a little surprised, "Then why is your phone here..."

"He fell asleep next to him."

Song Qingzhou: "..."

"Sleep, fell asleep? Are you too tired?"

She had too many questions, Xie Xun couldn't bear to hang up the phone, threw the phone back to Song Qingzhou, and then sat in the driver's seat to drive away.

Song Qingzhou felt a little uncomfortable, and started to feel hot all over. He was dizzy in the car, and he didn't even know when he got home. He was not conscious when Xie Xun took him out of the car.

Xie Xun carried him back to the room, during which Song Qingzhou unconsciously hummed a few times, sounding soft and powerless.

Song Qingzhou was thrown on the bed, and the soft quilt sank. Now he is like a cotton doll thrown on the bed, lying softly and obediently, his eyelashes fluttering from time to time, and his cheeks flushed.

However, his fingers were still holding on to Xie Xun's clothes, and he didn't let go. Xie Xun tore it off, and was immediately hugged by his neck again.

"Song Qingzhou, let go."

Xie Xun's indifferent voice sounded, and Song Qingzhou reluctantly opened his eyes, and what he saw was the cheek that was close at hand, as cold as ever, and the pair of thin and cold eyes did not fluctuate.

Song Qingzhou bit the tip of her tongue and it hurt, but somehow she regained some consciousness.

He let go of Xie Xun.

The man tugged on his tie and looked down at him, without any fluctuation in his tone, as if he was stating an unimportant matter, "I'll call you a doctor, but I won't touch you."

"You must always remember your identity, and don't mess around outside."

As if to say how hungry he was.

Although Song Qingzhou knew that Xie Xun might not mean it, his words always made people feel uncomfortable.

Song Qingzhou pursed her lips and said, "There's no need to call a doctor."

Xie Xun didn't look at him again, turned and left the room.

Song Qingzhou buried his face in the soft quilt, but he could still hold back.

Besides, he didn't have the energy to toss anything.

After a while, Song Qingzhou picked up his mobile phone, and then adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner in the room until he could feel the coolness.

Song Qingzhou rolled up the quilt in a daze and fell asleep. As a result, the more he slept, the colder his hands and feet were, and it was useless to cover him tightly with the quilt. He really wanted to open his eyes and turn off the air conditioner, but he just thought about it .

Finally, he heard footsteps, and then the air conditioner beeped a lot, and the temperature seemed to be rising gradually.

He didn't think much, and fell asleep.

Xie Xun frowned and looked at the people in the bed, feeling that Song Qingzhou was weak and useless, except that he knew how to cook, as if he was born to stay at home.

Why would he agree to marry Song Qingzhou?

It seems to be because Xie's mother always likes to whisper in his ear, say some irrelevant words, and arrange for him to meet different people, both men and women, they are all good-looking, but Xie Xun just met them as a routine ,Then no.

Maybe it was because Xie Xun got annoyed by the nagging that Xie Xun married Song Qingzhou. He was also chosen by Xie's mother. Xie Xun didn't interfere in any way, and then took the time to meet Song Qingzhou and get the certificate.

He has no type that he likes, and there is no type that he doesn't like. It wasn't until he married Song Qingzhou that he didn't feel like he didn't like such a weak, husband-oriented person.