Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

Song Qingchun squeezed the chopsticks in her palm hard and glanced down, avoiding Su Zhinian's sight. She hadn't said what she wanted to say, but there was a tingling pain in her eyes and her throat became a little blocked. , She took a deep breath and said, "Su Zhinian, I don't need your debt."

The joy in Su Zhinian's eyes gradually began to loosen, and he stared at her calmly without a word.

"Su Zhinian..." She yelled his name again, and then she laughed at the corner of her lips, as if she was mocking herself. After about ten seconds, she lowered her eyes, and she swallowed silently and hard. With a spit, I tried to swallow the sadness in my throat back into my stomach, and then tried to make my tone look as relaxed as possible. I said: "If you fell asleep because of me and felt owed to me, you gave up the company. Come to cooperate, if you stay at home with me, I want to tell you that there is really no need for this."

Su Zhinian sat across from Song Qingchun, his eyes still staring at her without blinking, but his handsome face, under the bright lights of the restaurant, looked a little vague.

Song Qingchun's eyes were a bit sour, and she bowed her head and spoke softly: "You will go to the company to do your business tomorrow, I'm going to go out tomorrow..."

Song Qingchun's voice suddenly choked, and she paused for a while before continuing: "...Anyway, I'm sorry, but I have caused you a lot of trouble recently."

After talking, Song Qingchun kicked off the dining chair behind him without stopping for a moment, got up, and cleaned up the dishes on the dining table in a mess, carrying it into the kitchen.

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Song Qingnian washed the dishes and came out of the kitchen. Su Zhinian was no longer in the restaurant.

She stared at the dining chair that Su Zhinian had just sat in, her eyes looked a little dazed.

Since that day, he said that his care for her was only owed, she felt that the whole person had become weird, and there was an unspeakable depression in her heart, but she did not know that depression. Why did it arise.

The more I thought about it, the more annoying Song Qingchun was. She took the rag and repeatedly wiped the table several times. Until the heart of the rubbing calmed down, she stopped, went back to the kitchen, washed her hands, and went upstairs.

Because of the coming period, Song Qingchun took a bath, turned off the lights early, and went to bed.

She had no sleepiness, holding the quilt, thinking that Su Zhinian would not be home tomorrow, what should she do? Will there be any danger if you stay at home? If you go out, you have to find someone to accompany, who should you find? Is South Qin? Now he has a girlfriend...

Song Qingchun buried her face in the bedding, feeling more and more sad, and could not help whispering, "If Song Cheng is still alive..."

Song Qingchun shook his mind for a while, and sighed: "Forget it, no one should look for it... If you really encounter any danger, you will even make others tired..."

"Let's go out early in the morning tomorrow. It's a big deal to wait for him to go to the company. I'm coming back. The doors and windows are closed. No one will open the door. How could there be danger?"

"Besides, everything was done by the courier brother before I did it. Why should I want to think about myself and frighten myself? So, Song Qingchun is not afraid, not afraid, not afraid..."

Song Qingchun continued to say a lot of "don't be afraid" to comfort her, but no matter what she said, she was still a little scared.