Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

As Song Qing asked, he squatted in front of the coffee table, held the wine bottle and poured two glasses of wine, and then pushed one of them to Su Zhinian’s face: “The dry chat is also meaningless. Let’s drink some wine. ,you do not mind?"

Su Zhinian frowned, staring at the red liquid in front of her, and slowly shook her head after a while.

Song Qingchun just picked up the goblet in front of him, and raised it to Su Zhinian: "I respect you first, thank you for picking me up."

After talking, Song Qingchun took the lead to raise his head, took a big sip, then put down his glass and stared at Su Zhinian.

Her dark eyes seemed to ask him why he didn't drink, wouldn't she not accept her thanks?

Su Zhinian hesitated for a moment before he picked up the goblet in front of him and pretended to be the same. After a small sip, he put down the glass, then cleared his throat, and asked the question clearly: "How do you think of running today? Going to the northern suburbs of the city?"

In fact, he knew that she was going to Qin Yinan, but she didn’t know that he knew. She said that she wanted to chat with him, and he followed her words.

Speaking of this, Song Qingchun's expression suddenly became a bit lonely. She picked up the wine glass and swallowed a large sip of red wine, only to have some low opening, and returned: "I'm going to find Enan."

"Is there anything urgent? You have to run so far to find him?" In fact, he also knows that she went to Qin Yinan to confess.

"Yes, there is an urgent matter, a very urgent urgent matter." Song Cheng was not a suicide, but a homicide. How could it not be an urgent matter?

Su Zhinian lowered his eyes, covering the gloom of his eyes.

The confession is indeed an urgent matter for her who likes him.

Su Zhinian didn't know how to answer the call for a while, he was silent for a long time, and finally just "huh" softly.

Thinking of Song Cheng, Song Qingchun also became silent. She stared at the night scene outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and her eyes turned a little red.

Su Zhinian saw the atmosphere stiff, holding a goblet and twirling around, just preparing to find a new topic, Song Qingchun sitting on his left hand, suddenly picked up her glass of red wine without eyes Drink in a blink of an eye.

She lowered the glass heavily and looked over to his eyes, a mist filled her eyes.

Some people say that when you are sad, find someone to vent out, it will be a lot better.

In fact, she knew that her relationship with Su Zhinian was not as friendly as she had imagined, except that she needed someone so much that she could talk with her.

No one knows how many twists and turns she has experienced in her heart today. She is sad and helpless. She wants to find someone to talk to, but the person she most wants to find is not her target, so she can only hold back, hold back , Suffocating until now, she finally could not hold back.

"I..." Song Qingchun just said a word and stopped. She seemed to be struggling with something. At last, she made up her mind and asked again: "...you know why I found Enan Brother. ?"

Su Zhinian didn't say anything, but he was holding the finger of the red wine glass, but secretly began to use force.

He knew that what she wanted to say next was definitely a confession.

Song Qingzhen really doesn’t want to care too much. Her world is so cold, she is abandoned by the whole world. She is isolated and helpless. She has never been as eager as she is now, so eager to have someone to listen to, so eager to think Looking for personal catharsis.