Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

Isn’t it a thief?

To whom? he? Song Qingchun?

The naturally keen Su Zhinian, just thinking for a few seconds, put his thoughts on Song Qingfa’s circle of friends again.

She was in danger in the subway, and there were outsiders at home...One thing can be called a coincidence, so what about two things?

Su Zhinian's ear rang again. When he called Song Qingchun, he heard the sound of a spring knife popping, and his lips tightened violently.

When a general thief is found, the first thought is to escape, and that person is a weapon...

Obviously, he was prepared, probably because he was surprised and killed...

So... it's very possible that everything that seemed to happen by coincidence tonight was not a coincidence.

To be precise, the subway station is a thrilling story of escape and death, but behind the story of such a thrilling accident, it is likely to be a deliberate murder.

Su Zhinian's eyes could not see any emotions, but his eyes were gloomy and frosty.

It seems that it was for Song Qingchun...

The goal is very clear, just to kill her.

I just don’t know who is trying to kill her? What caused her to have such a deep hatred with others? And came to his family, turned the entire second floor, what was he looking for?

Su Zhinian held the hand of the document and increased his strength violently. On his always light and calm handsome face, a fierce violent flash flashed through him, and there was a terrifying anger all around him, mixed with a chilling breath.

In any case, as long as he is, no one wants to hurt her in the slightest!

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Song Qingchun, who was inexplicably murdered by Su Zhinian, was always a little unhappy. After dinner, he didn't even go upstairs, but told him with a landline.

At the dining table, except for the sound of chopsticks touching the bowl, there was no other sound.

After eating, Song Qingchun quietly picked up the plate on the dining table and entered the kitchen.

She finished cleaning, and when she came out of the kitchen, she saw that Su Zhinian was still sitting in the dining room. She was stunned for a moment, and she was ready to hang her head and walk away. As a result, she did not reach the door of the restaurant. Su Zhinian's voice Just behind him, eight words were thrown: "Make a cup of coffee and send it to the study."

Then he got up, pushed the chair to the table, and went upstairs.

Song Qingchun was unhappy. After making coffee, she was just about to go upstairs. The afterglow of her eyes aimed at the pepper on the table. Her eyes rolled round twice, as if remembering something, she suddenly stopped. When he came down, he took pepper to the steaming coffee and shook it arbitrarily. Then he took a small iron spoon. While stirring it fiercely, he tweeted twice: "It makes you nervous and makes you fierce. I still want to drink the coffee I brewed? See if the pepper chokes will not die you!"

After the pepper melted completely, Song Qingchun put down the spoon with satisfaction, picked up the coffee again, and went upstairs.

The door of the study was not closed. Su Zhinian sat expressionlessly in front of the computer and was typing on the keyboard.

Song Qingchun didn't have time to knock on the door yet. Su Zhinian seemed to notice that she was coming. She raised her head and looked at her, then tapped on the desk to signal her to put coffee here.