Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

There were footsteps outside the door gradually approaching, Su Zhinian immersed in the mail did not notice, until the bedroom door was pushed open, Song Qingchun walked to the bed, he was relieved, some panic reached out his hand to the computer Switch back to the desktop.

"Mr. Su, do you want to eat noodles or rice at night?" Song Qingchun wore a pink apron with a lace border and a big bow on her chest, making her cute and pretty.

Su Zhinian subconsciously wanted to go back to "casually", and when he spoke to his mouth, he swallowed it back and said, "Noodles."

"Okay." Song Qingchun said with a smile, and turned and left the bedroom again.

Su Zhinian stared at the direction of Song Qingchun's departure for a long time, then looked down at the computer screen, and then fixed his sight on the screensaver.

It was a picture from the screenshot of the third year of high school. The scenery was very beautiful, the mountains were flowing, the trees were green, and he stood alone on a piece of jade, holding a sword in his hand, and a fly on his shoulder. A cute cute pet elf, and she squatted by the creek, the flowers covered her feet, and her pet spirit cat was constantly jumping beside.

That day, he and her spent an afternoon, just after completing a series of tasks, he and her in the game accidentally hit and fell into this picturesque landscape.

The game was very popular at that time, no matter where it was, people were coming and going, and only he and she were here, although it was a virtual world, but it still made him feel an unspeakable ease and happiness, shaking his hand. Take a screenshot and save the scene.

Later, he changed many computers, and this screenshot was never discarded by him.

If it wasn't a while ago, he and her went to the high school student union president's son's hundred-day banquet, he took a photo with her, afraid that this unreal game screenshot is the only and only photo taken with him .

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Su Zhinian had been hanging needles for three consecutive days, and his body recovered a lot.

Dr. Xia specifically asked Song Qingchun to take the medicine every day before finishing the hanging needle on the last day. He must stare at Su Zhinian to take medicine every day, and also apply the medicine on the wound on his head on time. shampoo.

Su Zhinian, who was in good spirits, dived into the study and began to work busy after dinner.

After finishing his dining room, Song Qingchun returned to the second floor. When he passed Su Zhinian's bedroom door, he remembered what he had told him in the afternoon, so he turned into his bedroom and stained his body from the dirty clothes basket The clothes were found.

The clothes are tailor-made at first glance, the handwork is extraordinary, the price must be extraordinary, and the clothes are intact, and they can be worn after washing. Su Jieqin is disgusting and wants her to throw it away!

Waste... Song Qingchun murmured, then rolled the suit pants first and stuffed it into the garbage bag. She was just about to continue to pull the shirt, but her eyes touched the corner of the shirt. Spread out, and saw that the right side of the shirt was almost red with blood, but the left side was still white, but there was a water mark on the chest, and there were some dirt around it. There were two black **** above the water mark and a red underneath.

The woman's intuition told her that the red color is the color of lip gloss.

The woman's gossip heart prompted Song Qingchun to take the shirt closer, held it for a while and then looked at it for a while, and then was convinced that it was indeed the color of the lip gloss, and that black mass must have been the eye makeup spent by the woman.