Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

Su Zhinian went downstairs, washed the coffee cup and put it back in place, then went back to the second floor.

Before he entered his bedroom, he thought about it and turned to Song Qingchun's bedroom door.

He twisted his handle a bit and thought that the door would be locked back by her as before. Unexpectedly, the door opened.

The **** the bed had already fallen asleep, and was sleeping soundly.

Su Zhinian slowed down and walked in.

She didn't know what she had dreamed, her lips slightly raised.

Her sleeping position was unsightly, half of her body was exposed outside the quilt, and her hand was still lying outside the bed.

Su Zhinian carefully placed her hand next to her, then slowly picked up the quilt, helped her cover it, and adjusted the light of the bedside lighter.

He was about to get up, and when he left, he saw her in the other hand, holding the bank card he gave her tonight.

Su Zhinian's sight became a bit gentle for a moment. He couldn't help but stretch out his hand, stroked her temples, and then thought of the words she whispered downstairs when she got the card.

"However, why are his passwords all those six-digit numbers? Shouldn't they? Mobile phones? Computers? Safes? Are they all?"

She is right, all his passwords are those six digits.

The six digits were not her birthday, nor his mother's birthday, nor his own birthday.

Those six digits are 961008.

The six digits were on October 8, 1996. That day was the day he first met her.

It was the happiest and most memorable day of his life.

The best time of his life began when he met her.

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Song Qingchun feels that she has really been down for eight lifetimes recently.

She thought that almost all dangerous things she could encounter in her life were encountered by her.

Take the subway home, almost hit the track.

Going to work the next morning, when crossing the road, I was almost hit by a car.

When I went to interview an assistant when I was a popular female singer, I was almost hit by something falling from a height.

Even when she invited a good sister to go shopping on the weekend, she was almost squeezed from the escalator and rolled down.

At the beginning, Song Qingzhen really just thought that she would point her back, and she was thinking about whether to go to Yonghegong for a joss stick and go for bad luck.

But the number of such unlucky times is increasing, and she feels a little mysterious.

Although Song Qingchun was a reporter, she rarely had any enmity with others. At that time, she really did not expect someone to take her own life.

However, at that time, she had a kind of intuition, that is a woman's unique intuition without reason, that is, she always felt that she was secretly protected by someone in the back.

Song Qingchun has this intuition because every time she encounters danger, she can always turn it into danger.

When she started, she thought she was lucky, but even if she was lucky again, she wouldn't encounter thrills one after another. Can she always escape by coincidence?

Therefore, in her heart came a premonition that someone was silently protecting herself, especially as more and more thrills appeared, and the premonition also became stronger and stronger.

In fact, she had also thought that she might have been too frightened recently and had fantasies.

But on New Year's Eve, her hunch was confirmed.