Song Qingchun was really scared today. The knife was very good and punctured her corset. At that time, she felt the cold temperature of the tip of the knife, so even if there was no police-chat's kind reminder, she also planned to take a vacation. For a while.

The company’s leaders also have scruples about such a big problem. I am afraid that if she encounters danger in the company again, the company will get in trouble with it, so when you call the leader to ask for leave, the leader has never had any trouble. After much consideration, I agreed directly and readily.

It was already one o'clock at noon from the police station, which was the point of lunch.

As soon as he got on the bus, Su Zhinian asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Having just experienced such a thrilling and exciting event, Song Qingchun was scared to pieces, and she just stabilized. There was no appetite for dinner. She was silent for a moment and said, "Go home first, now you are not particularly hungry. "

"Okay." Su Zhinian started the car without any objection.

Halfway through, while waiting for the red light, Su Zhinian picked up the phone, tapped it twice, and then handed it to Song Qingchun.

Song Qingchun froze, didn't answer the phone, but turned his head, looked at him a little puzzled, "Huh?"

When the red light in front turned green, Su Zhinian controlled the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator to continue on, while at the same time explaining to Song Qingchun's complexion: "Even if you have no appetite, you have to eat something."

Song Qingchun noticed that there were various take-out pictures on his mobile phone screen.

He has been with her for so long, and has not eaten, even if she has no appetite, it does not mean that he is not hungry.

Song Qingchun took the phone: "What do you want to eat?"

Su Zhinian looked straight ahead, and answered a little loosely: "You see."

You look... Does he mean to make her order something she likes to eat?

So his series of actions are actually just persuading her to eat something in disguise?

Song Qingchun stared at a colorful picture of various colors, and his expression became a little soft.

He just said two sentences. There were no words of concern or tenderness in those two sentences. Even the weak tone could be described without any emotion, but she felt that the few figures The words far surpassed thousands of sweet words.

Song Qingchun's heart was full of indescribable warmth and tranquility.

This feeling is very familiar...

Song Qingchun stared at the phone screen, frowning slightly.

She hovered in her mind for a long time, but she couldn't remember why she felt this feeling very familiar.

Su Zhinian probably saw her not responding for a long time, and asked aloud, "Do you want something delicious?"

"Hmm..." Song Qingchun responded, pulling her thoughts back. When she saw Cantonese food on the phone screen, she said, "Cantonese food, is that okay?"

"I can do whatever you want." Su Zhinian responded casually, turning the steering wheel and turning a corner.

Song Qingchun placed the order, handed the phone back to Su Zhinian, and then turned his head sideways, staring at Su Zhinian through the rearview mirror and fell into the confusion just now.

The feeling he just gave her was really familiar. It seemed that somebody had given her the same feeling at some time not long ago...

At a certain moment, by someone...

Song Qingchun frowned, thinking for a while, then suddenly thought of something, and took out his mobile phone.

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