Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

Su Zhinian didn't seem to understand the meaning of her question, and looked at her with a strange expression: "What's wrong?"

"Have you?" Song Qingchun stared straight at his eyes and continued to ask.

He didn't like this kind of gossip question, but he saw that she wouldn't give up if she didn't get the answer. He was silent for a moment and answered, "No."

"I have." Almost at the moment he finished speaking, she opened her mouth, and she recited the eleven digits without any pause, which was the phone number of the text message.

After her back, her eyes were tightly locked in Su Zhinian's thoughts, trying to find some clues from him.

But the eleven numbers fell into Su Zhinian's ears, as if he had heard them for the first time. His expression did not look any different. He even looked at her a little puzzled, and he looked blankly "Huh?" "Sound, and then asked: "What do you mean?"

What do you mean? Does he really do not know what these eleven digits mean, or does he pretend not to know?

Song Qingchun stared at Su Zhinian for a while, and then continued to speak again: "This is a phone number, the owner of this phone number, watching me secretly, and secretly since five years ago Follow me now."

This time she didn't give him any chance to respond, and she almost said everything she wanted to say in one go.

"From five years ago, every time when I was the most helpless, this number would always send me a text message, and then help me through the difficulties, every time when I was the most lonely, he would send me A blessing, although the words are very concise, but they always make me feel better."

"Moreover, I told you a few days ago that there have been people trying to kill me in recent times, but every time at the most critical moment, I will always escape from death. Later, on New Year’s Eve, I was sure , Someone secretly has been protecting me silently."

"So, I think that the person who can help me in my most dangerous moment must be the one who always pays attention to me, and only the person who always pays attention to me can use text messages to help me solve troubles, so the one who sends me text messages Man must be the one who has always protected me..."

There was a trace of determination on Song Qingchun’s face. She stared intently at Su Zhinian, slightly pursed her lips, and then said, "The person who secretly protects me can accompany me for five years, indicating that I treat him It is really important, so now that my danger has not been eliminated, he will definitely pay more attention to me, right?"

Song Qingchun swallowed and said, "So this morning, when I was in danger again in the company, that person would definitely rush out to rescue me, right?"

Su Zhinian didn't touch Song Qingchun's body, he couldn't read the thoughts in her heart, but he vaguely knew what she was going to ask next from her aggressive questioning.

"And the person who appeared today is you..." Song Qingchun said here and suddenly stopped.

Su Zhinian's expression was very calm, without showing a little bit of panic and nervousness, but his heart was tense, as expected.

The room was quiet and weird. After a long time, Song Qingchun continued to speak word by word: "That person, are you?"