Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

Cheng Qingchun came out of his mother's room until Cheng's mother fell asleep.

Qin Yinan is no longer in the living room, the headlights are turned off, the TV is still on, the sound is turned down to the minimum, and a dim light flashes from the LCD screen.

Since it’s all acting, it’s natural to sleep in a room, not to mention the apartment in south Qin, with three rooms and one hall. In south Qin, only two bedrooms were installed, and the other room became a study, and the mother slept. There is only one master bedroom left.

The light in the study room was not on. Cheng Qingcong knew that Qin Yinan was in the master bedroom.

She stood at the door and struggled for a long time before she gently opened the door and walked in.

Qin Yinan had finished his bath, his hair was leaning against the head of the bed, looking at the documents. He heard the movement of pushing the door, raised his eyelids slightly, and flicked in the direction of the door.

Touching his eyes, Cheng Qingcong bowed his head nervously, closing the door very lightly, without disturbing Qin Yinan, taking a very gentle step, and went to the bathroom.

Cheng Qingcong finished washing, and when he came out, Qin Yinan was still busy.

She was afraid of affecting his work. She took a hairdryer and walked out of the bedroom quietly, went to the kitchen furthest from the master bedroom, connected the power supply of the hairdryer, and dried her hair.

Cheng Qingcong returned to the bedroom, and the file held by Qin Yinan had been replaced by a computer. He tilted his head, holding a mobile phone between his neck and face. While talking, he was typing on the computer keyboard. From the conversation, Cheng Qingcong probably understood , He was sending an email.

She put the hair dryer back in the bathroom cabinet, faced the mirror, combed her hair, and came out lightly, sitting on the sofa like air, looking down at the phone with her head down.

The bedroom was very quiet, except for Qin Yinan's intermittent typing sounds, only the low tone he occasionally spoke.

The tone is very gentle, and people can't help hearing it.

Cheng Qingcong staring at the mobile phone and reading the novel gradually focused on Qin Yinan's voice, and finally his head secretly looked at the mirror aside, through the mirror, quietly stared at Qin Yinan stupefied. .

It took about ten minutes or so before Qin Yinan hung up the phone. Cheng Qingcong was afraid that Qin Yinan would find out that she was peeking at her. He quickly took back his eyes and continued to look down at the phone.

After hanging up, Qin Yinan stopped without typing a few keys.

The bedroom seemed more and more quiet. Qin Yinan stared at the computer screen for a minute or so before glancing at the clock in the upper right corner. At eleven o'clock, he raised his eyelids and glanced at the sofa. The immobile girl, after a few seconds, closed the computer, got out of bed, went to the bathroom, and after coming out, turned off the headlights in the house, taking the posture of going to sleep.

As the light in the bedroom dimmed, Cheng Qingcong recovered, and she looked up and glanced at Qin Yinan through the dim sleep light on the head of the bed: "Are you busy?"

Without Cheng Mu, Qin Yinan's body, nor the warmth and softness of Cheng Mu's presence, he heard Cheng Qingcong's voice, and gave her a light glance, a lukewarm "huh".

Cheng Qingcong grabbed the phone, thought about it, or opened his mouth and said what he wanted to say tonight: "Thank you."

Even if it's acting, it's false, she should thank him.

At the very least, he let her mother relax and thought that she married a good family and had a good life.