Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

He shivered by the hand holding the steering wheel, and immediately anxiously formed a ball. Even his back climbed into a layer of cold sweat. He didn't wait for Song Qingchun to finish his speech, and suddenly opened with a bit of anger. Mouth: "Song Qingchun, I let you go shopping, you go, don't talk so much nonsense!"

Through the phone, Song Qingchun could feel Su Zhinian's anger, she was so scared that what she was saying was stopped at once.

Probably because Su Zhinian hadn't angered her for a long time, not to mention that the atmosphere of the two people chatting in the first second was still very good, and the next second he changed his face. This change was too sudden, which made Song Qingchun a little embarrassed. I don't know how to deal with it.

The car was still standing still. Su Zhinian did not respond to Song Qingchun, and his tone of voice was still a little bad: "What are you still doing? You didn't listen to what I said?"

Before his words were settled, he heard Song Qingchun's clever grabbing the coat thrown on the sofa and swiftly running out of the villa.

As the door of the villa was slammed on the door, Su Zhinian mentioned that his throat was finally calmed down a little bit. He was afraid that he hadn’t rushed home yet, and Song Qingchun returned home first, but the thief hadn’t left yet. Then he opened his mouth again, and his voice softened a lot more than before: "After shopping, wait for me at the supermarket door, and I will arrive immediately."

The thought was that the girl was a little downcast by him, and he made a dull "Oh" sound and said nothing more.

Su Zhinian knew that she was upset, he moved his lips, and wanted to comfort her, but he didn't know where to comfort. Finally, he simply didn't say anything, but just heard her walk out of the villa by phone. The door hung up the phone.

The road conditions were very bad. There was no one hundred meters in five minutes. Su Zhinian glanced at the subway station on the side of the road, and no matter what he would do if he abandoned the car, he would directly push the door and throw the car. On the road, rushed towards the subway station and strode meteor.

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Song Qingchun couldn't remember how long it was. Su Zhinian never lost his temper.

When she first lived in Su Zhinian's villa, his bad temper was just like a regular meal. Almost every time she saw him, she would be reprimanded by him.

At that time, she was obviously blamed and accustomed to his bad temper, not to mention, what he said today was not particularly unpleasant, but the tone was a bit cold and infiltrating. Compared with the past, it is a little witch. However, she didn't know what was wrong with her, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

Even when shopping at the supermarket, she ordered the eggs, and her eyes were baffled blushing inexplicably, and she always felt an unspeakable grievance, tumbling violently in her chest.

Song Qingchun sullenly settled the bill and pushed the car just out of the supermarket, and saw Su Zhinian coming out of the elevator opposite, holding a mobile phone in his hand, as if dialing a phone.

Then the phone in Song Qingchun's pocket rang. She pretended not to hear it, and stood next to the cart, holding her bag with her head down.

Before pretending to be two, a figure stood beside her.

Song Qingchun didn't look up, she knew Su Zhinian alone by the familiar fragrance.

"Why didn't you answer the phone?" Su Zhinian's faint tone came from above her head.

Song Qingchun kept silent, just put things into the bag wholeheartedly.