Divorce hot search

The lights in the house were not turned on. It rained in the second half of the night, and the temperature dropped sharply. Xia Shiyou felt a little cold in a daze. When he was half asleep and half awake, he realized that there was no one around him.The windows of the living room were opened a little, and the damp water vapor was brought into the room by the cold wind, stained with the fragrance of petals in the middle of the night, cold and decadent.

Song Yishen sat on the sofa, looked down at the ring that had turned to his fingertips, and didn't know what he was thinking.Sensing Xia Shiyou's gaze behind him, Song Yishen didn't look back, and smiled: "Aren't you tired?"

Xia Shiyou yawned, walked over with the thick blanket in his arms, and didn't speak.

Song Yishen reached out and hugged him into his arms, bowed his head and kissed Xia Shiyou's warm hair, "Is it cold?"

The rain washed away, the haze faded, and the moonlight was thin.

The moonlight left a light layer of cold silver on Xia Shiyou's quiet and slightly closed eyelids. The corners of the eyes were a little moist because of yawning, and there was a touch of water on the slender and slightly curved eyelashes. Xia Shiyou was too sleepy. Did not hear.

Song Yishen wiped Xia Shiyou's eyes with his fingers, and hugged him tightly.

Can't tell what it feels like.

Just like Nan Ke in a dream, he suddenly realized the cold sobriety that he was dreaming.

Still a bit cold.

Xia Shiyou didn't sleep deeply, so he looked up at Song Yishen, "Go in and sleep, okay?"

With sudden urgency, Song Yishen raised Xia Shiyou's chin, and kissed him a little hard, "Go get married tomorrow, okay?"

As the heat spread, Xia Shiyou posted closer, "Good".

Xia Shiyou felt as if he had just finished speaking when the sky dawned in front of his eyes.

Really sleepy, the whole person seemed to be drunk, disassembled the limbs, and then reinstalled them several times, and it was uncomfortable to move.

Song Yishen resolutely refused to let him sleep, half-forced him to wash, dress and eat breakfast, then put him on his hat, stuffed him into the car, and drove directly to the marriage registration.

Those who didn't know thought it was killing people.

Xia Shiyou fell asleep again in the car, and when he was fully awake, he was already sitting in the hall.

Song Yishen is going through the formalities.

Xia Shiyou lowered the brim of his hat and looked around carefully, and found that there were surprisingly few people who came to get married today, in twos and threes, except for the staff, no one paid attention to him and Song Yishen at all.

Song Yishen came back, knocked on the brim of Xia Shiyou's hat, and smiled lowly: "Let's go, just go and sign."

Xia Shiyou looked up at Song Yishen, dumbfounded: "Just sign it?"

Song Yishen pulled him up and looked carefully at Xia Shiyou's face. He was exhausted yesterday, so he touched Xia Shiyou's face, "We are married, not divorced."

Xia Shiyou nodded, and walked over, overly curious: "Then what else do you want to do with the divorce?"

The state of the people around him was too out of the way, so it was inevitable that Song Yishen would not be able to think about other things. He stopped and approached the person, with a threatening tone: "Say those two words out of your mouth again, and don't even think about sleeping well when you go back later."

Intimidation works in seconds.

Xia Shiyou was as quiet as a chicken the whole time.

It wasn't until sitting in the car that Xia Shiyou continued to ask cautiously, "Why are there so few people today?"

Song Yishen said casually: "The day is not very good."

Xia Shiyou said softly, and suddenly felt a little depressed, but he didn't say anything. He was not such a superstitious person, so he lowered the brim of his hat and prepared to go back into the basket after thinking about it.

Song Yishen saw his lazy look that couldn't hide his thoughts, his expression was still casual, and his tone was unreasonably cautious: "Shiyou, even if everything is inappropriate, I will marry you today."

After driving the car for a long time, Xia Shiyou still failed to stop the smile on his face, and finally, under Song Yishen's seeing eyes, he raised his hand to cover his face in embarrassment.

Of course, I still didn't get a good night's sleep when I went back.

Song Yishen's mouth is a deceiving ghost.

While in the elevator, Xia Shiyou felt that Song Yishen was looking at him wrongly, the floors were jumping, and the increasing red numbers looked more like something else.

Xia Shiyou felt that he had been so tired that he hadn't slept for hundreds of years. Before he stepped out of the elevator, just in case, he had the cheek to beg for mercy: "If you come back, let me sleep well..."

Song Yishen raised his eyebrows in confusion, "Did I say it?"

"..."

Xia Shiyou almost cried, and looked at Song Yishen with a sad face, feeling extremely pitiful.

Song Yishen turned his eyes away, walked out of the elevator, and said openly and frankly: "You sleep and you sleep. I let you sleep in my house, isn't it just thinking of changing the bed to make you sleep more comfortably?"

Xia Shiyou expressed serious doubts.

Changing the bed for something else? ? ?

Song Yi smiled deeply and said nothing. After opening the door, he changed shoes for others in a very gentlemanly manner, supported Xia Shiyou's waist, and added slowly: "You sleep yours, and I will do mine."

"..."

Many times in the future, Xia Shiyou had infinite doubts about Song Yishen's strength.Once Song Yishen made up his mind to do something to him, he hardly even had the strength to resist.

It's like catching chickens.

For a long time afterwards, Xia Shiyou also went to practice fitness, but the result had a profound meaning that if you steal the chicken, you will lose the rice.

But that was a long time later.

It was a long time later that Song Yishen dared to be so righteous in front of him again.

Right now, Xia Shiyou doesn't have this layer of preparedness for a rainy day, and he is also obedient to Song Yishen. He is almost not angry, but he will hide when he is uncomfortable, and he can't hide.

In fact, Song Yishen also felt that he was quite innocent.

Xia Shiyou was panting next to his ear, his body was hotter than his, Song Yishen thought shamelessly, comfort goes both ways.

It's all two-way.

Even though there were few people, Song Yishen and Xia Shiyou did not hide the fact that they registered for their marriage.

Several passers-by didn't say anything when they saw it, and in a brand endorsement later that afternoon, major entertainment reporters directly photographed Song Yishen attending the event wearing a ring on his left hand.

At the moment, the public opinion that has been raging has completely overturned the sky.

[My old swan!What day is it? ? ? [Meow][Meow][Meow]]

[I checked the almanac, it's not suitable for marriage! 】

[What do these two want to do? ? ?A hundred years of good cooperation or a hundred years of disagreement? 】

[Fake play for real? 】

[Duck!Happiness comes too fast! [citric acid][citric acid][citric acid]]

[Online fortune telling.Song Xia's horoscope does not match...]

[Reported upstairs.Where is the fan? ? ? 】

【I'm coming! ! ! [囍][囍][囍][吉力][吉力][吉力][扎花][搜花][流花]]

[What kind of monster is xsy!Harm my deep treasure like this! [doge][doge][doge]]

[Happy to hear and see.But isn't this really a hype?Is CP going to explode? ? ? 】

[Give the other couples a chance to survive! ! !Also, when will the bedrooms be announced? ? ? 】

【+1[doge][doge][doge]】

......

When Da Chao called, Song Yishen had just finished attending the event and was about to go back to the studio to explain his marriage news.

The tide on the phone was dying: "Dog—you explain it to me clearly now!!! Otherwise, I will hang myself in front of you right now, believe it or not???"

Song Yishen changed his sitting position, put his left leg on his right leg, reached out and brushed off his suit pants, impatiently: "Chao, I can't see! Can you wait for me to go back? Hurry up to see Granny Meng?"

Louis' laughter could be heard through the phone, as if to persuade him: "When Yishen comes back, he should have other plans."

When the people arrived at the studio, Dachao saw Song Yishen as if he was seeing an enemy, staring at Song Yishen's every move coldly the whole time, seeing Song Yishen took his computer, and seriously checked the comments on the studio's Weibo and almost exploded. In the background, there was no "other plan" to announce, and it immediately collapsed:

"You—this—time—still—thought——

To get married——? ? ? "

Song Yishen didn't raise his head, "Why?"

Louis suppressed a smile and pulled down Da Chao who raised his chair and seemed about to hit Song Yishen on the head, "Yishen might have other ideas—"

"I have no other ideas." Song Yishen turned his head and looked at the two of them, "I'm serious."

Louis' expression changed, and he let go of Da Chao's hand. It was a little hard to understand, but after a while he still tried with a smile: "Is it deep?"

Song Yi sighed deeply, thinking that maybe he had been in the altar for too long, and everyone thought he didn't eat grains...

"We did go to register for marriage today. Do you want to see the marriage certificate? I brought it." He straightened up and took out two red books from his pocket, pointing to Xia Shiyou's book and explaining: "Oh, sorry, I also brought Shiyou's. Although he is not there, he was definitely not bound by me, and you will know when he wakes up later."

Da Chao took a deep breath for 1 minute, barely calmed down, took the red book and read it over and over again, touched it several times and just poked it, suspicious: "Didn't you do it yourself?"

"..." Song Yishen was so choked that he couldn't speak, his personality really needed to be changed.

Louis looked at Song Yishen, and after a while, he lowered his head and smiled, withdrew the look from his eyes, and said nothing more.

"By the way, Zhou Chenghe also contacted me just now." Da Chao dragged a chair and sat down heavily, "He can't contact Xia Shiyou." He raised his eyes to Song Yishen who went to delete the bad comments in person, with some meaning Means: "Thought you kidnapped him."

"—Xia Jiming may be on his way to kill you with a knife."

Song Yishen smiled nonchalantly, pressed the delete button quickly, "My husband will protect me", turned his head and told Da Chao: "The old rules, if it is too much, I still send a lawyer's letter. I will solve it with Xia Shiyou at Shengyu later. .”

"One more thing." Da Chao looked at Song Yishen with a calm tone.

"Wei Shihui contacted you?" Song Yishen put down the things in his hand, turned to face the two of them, his expression remained unchanged.

"It's Zhou Chenghe," Da Chao glanced at Louis, and the two exchanged glances, "But it's about Wei Shihui."

"what did he say."

Song Yishen suddenly understood why both Dachao and Louis felt that he "had other plans".

The relationship between Sheng Yu and Wei Shihui also had to be considered.

And Xia Shiyou has the closest relationship with Shengyu.

It is inevitable that no one will think that he is using Xia Shiyou to coerce the "Prince" to make Sheng Yu give up the game of protecting Wei Shihui.

"He said let's reconsider the prosecution."

"dream."

Dachao knew that Song Yishen would be like this, but in the current situation...

"Yi Shen, Shengyu's stock price limit fell an hour ago."

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