Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

"It's too much. Usually in the supermarket, a set of disposable underwear can cost up to twenty yuan. In the hotel, it sold for 88 yuan. What a shame!"

Song Qingchun stared at the thick stack of 65 yuan in her hand and couldn't help vomiting. Then she continued to look at the price list in the supermarket. She didn't stop at all: "No traitor, no business, all capitalists are Vampire..."

Song Qingchun mumbled, and somehow mumbled on Su Zhinian’s body: "There is also Su metamorphosis, although I reached an agreement with him to take care of his food and clothing, but he didn’t say that he had to spend all he had to eat. My money?"

"It's been almost two months since he stayed at his house. It costs money to buy food and daily necessities every day, and Su's perverted things are still designated brands, so expensive..."

Song Qingchun, who grew up in an affluent environment, never developed the habit of keeping accounts. At this moment, he remembered in his heart, and then he settled the accounts. Then the whole person was shocked: "I went, I was paid 80% of it was spent on Su’s perverted clothing, food, housing and transportation?”

"I said, how have I been so unsatisfied recently? You say, half of my salary used to buy clothes, bags and shoes for myself, and half of them bought cosmetics, but now I spend all my money on myself. If Su is abnormal, can you be happy?"

"He's a big boss, so rich, so tall, and even spending my hard work, it's too humane. I'm just like a little maid. I do my best every day. Don’t give me a hundred dollars!"

Song Qingchun thought of this, sobbing pretendingly, and then sighed: "Forget it, I can't afford disposable underwear, I can buy a pack of pads. It's a big deal to wear underwear instead, put on a pad, until tomorrow talk later……"

Song Qingchun put on her coat, opened the bedroom door, and went out.

As she passed Su Zhinian, the man with closed eyes suddenly raised his eyelids and asked, "Where to go?"

Song Qingchun stopped, "I go to the supermarket downstairs to buy something."

"It just happened to help me with something." Su Zhinian said, then stood up and walked in front of Song Qingchun. Then he took out his wallet from his pocket and handed a hundred to Song Qingchun.

"Mr. Su, what are you going to buy?" Song Qingchun asked while reaching out to pick up the money. His fingertips accidentally touched Su Zhinian's fingertips, and then the man saw the wishful abacus she was playing in her heart: great By the way, he asked me to carry things, and the rest of the money, I can make up 88 yuan, and then buy a set of disposable underwear!

"Buy an evening paper." Su Zhinian's tone replied faintly, his fingertips still touching her fingertips, and as soon as the voice fell, he read the thoughts in her heart: should he let her buy expensive things? Right? What if I don’t have 88 yuan? Really, the wallet is so thick, but he only gave him a piece of money, so stingy, how come I don’t know how to give more? Bad review!

As soon as Song Qingchun's thoughts were settled, he heard the word "evening paper" in his ears.

Great! Evening News only needs one yuan, which means she still has 99 yuan. After buying disposable underwear, she can also buy another box of Haagen-Dazs! But a person so stingy, shouldn't he have to return his change?