Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

Because in that dream, those shouts exhausted all the pain and love he had accumulated over the years, and almost overdrawn all the energy in his body.

Such a dream, after he parted ways with her five years ago, he did it every three times until she lived in his house, after careful calculation, she hadn't done it for almost two months, and didn't expect it tonight Did it again.

The suffocating heartache in the dream is still lingering in his chest, so that his hand on the sink is hard to bear and the hard marble is buckled.

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As soon as Song Qingchun heard the sound of the bathroom door opening, she stood up from the single sofa and looked at Su Zhinian.

The man washed his face, two strands of hair falling down his forehead, wet with water dripping, set off his exquisite face like a knife, very sexy.

Su Zhinian apparently didn't expect Song Qingchun to be still in the living room. When she saw her, her eyes were a bit stunned: "Why haven't you slept yet?"

After talking, Su Zhinian turned to the bar at the door, took a bottle of red wine, pryed the stopper, and then pulled a goblet from the cupboard.

"I can't sleep..." With Song Qingchun's answer, she saw Su Zhinian's action of pouring wine and frowned. "It's too late, do you still want to drink?"

This is the habit he has developed over the years. Every time he has a painful dream about her, he always has to drink some wine to suppress the choppy emotions in his heart.

Su Zhinian made a hum with a nasal sound, and then the action of pouring wine stopped abruptly.

He said to her that he wouldn’t be drinking anymore...and he was twice offended because of drinking...

In fact, his alcohol is ok, just...

In order to be safe, Su Zhinian put the red wine down, walked back to the sofa empty-handed, sat down elegantly, and then leaned on the sofa, closing his eyes silently, trying to calm himself down. The mood stabilized.

He poured red wine, why didn't he drink it?

Song Qingchun looked at Su Zhinian with surprise, and then looked at the goblet that had poured half of the red liquid, but didn't drink it. After several times, he suddenly understood it.

When he told her that he wouldn’t touch her, he also said that he wouldn’t drink anymore... So when she just asked him to drink this late, did he remember his promise?

Did he have any sad dreams, and he was in a bad mood, so he wanted to drink?

In fact, he wouldn’t be drunk if he had a drink, but he wanted to reassure her, right?

It was like he let her live in this hotel by herself at first, and then went to sleep in the living room with the quilt himself...

The floor lamp was behind Su Zhinian, and white light hit him quietly, blurring his facial features.

Song Qingchun stared at him for a while and then said, "Are you still sleepy?"

Su Zhinian opened her eyes and looked at her.

Song Qingchun also said: "I haven't been asleep all the time, and my mood is a bit bad. If you are not sleepy, shall we chat?"

Su Zhinian's eyes crossed a trace of flattering, he paused for a moment before calmly speaking: "Okay."

Song Qingchun smiled, but didn't sit down anxiously, but went to the bar, took the bottle of red wine that Su Zhinian had just opened and the stemware that had poured half of the red wine, and took it back to the coffee table. Empty stemware.