Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

Su Zhinian was reading a document, and there were some problems with the data. While he was looking for the cause, suddenly a slight "ah" sound came from his ear.

He frowned, and then, as if he had guessed something, he raised his head and looked at Song Qingchun here, and she was staring at her own eyes, and they met.

Su Zhinian stared at her for a few seconds, put down the pen in his hand, spoke lightly, and said, "Wake up?"

The girl stared straight at him as if he hadn't heard him, no response at all.

Su Zhinian frowned, thinking that she had just woke up and hadn't recovered, so she opened her mouth again: "Do you want something to drink? I let the secretary send in..."

Su Zhinian said, he reached out and pressed the landline on the desktop. Before his fingertip touched the hands-free button, he noticed that Song Qingchun's face was red.

The temperature in the room was moderate, and she just covered a thin blanket so that it would not become so hot... would it be a cold?

Su Zhinian pondered for a moment, then put down the file, stood up, and came over to Song Qingchun.

He stood in front of her, whispered, and asked, "Where is it uncomfortable?"

She didn't respond as if she had been acupunctured, and her small face seemed to be more red, as if she was about to bleed.

Is it burnt?

Su Zhinian instinctively stretched out his hand, squinted at Song Qingchun's forehead, and came over.

It’s a little hot, but it’s not hot... Fortunately... Su Zhinian was just about to breathe a sigh of relief and suddenly bumped through her limbs, reading the girl’s heart with a little bit of excitement: Oh my God are you crazy? Even if it's cranky in the morning, it's cranky in my dream!

Thoughtless in the morning? Dreaming in your dreams? What are you thinking about?

Su Zhinian's quiet eyebrows moved, and the movement that originally wanted to take away his hand stopped.

"I even dreamed of the picture of him taking a shower! I haven't seen him take a shower..."

As this idea emerged from the bottom of Song Qingchun's heart, Su Zhinian's eyes narrowed slightly. Who... he?

"However, as if in a dream, Su Jieqin's figure is still quite good..."

Su Zhinian's squinted eyes flashed a little surprise.

It was just that he hadn't had time to digest this surprise, and he was shocked by the next thoughts in Song Qingchun's heart.

At the bottom of her heart, what she actually thought was that he did love-things with a woman, and also thought about it in detail, even in a posture... There were even sweating scenes, and a blushing heartbeat The warm-ambiguity-puff-breath...

Su Zhinian felt that her body had become a little stiff, and her blood started to flow backwards.

"However, I have to admit that the pictures of his passion and those of others in the dream are really quite interesting..."

Others, who wants to do these things with others? What is this and what, all she thinks about is a mess of things...

Su Zhinian was annoyed and wanted to turn around and leave, but he hadn't had time to act yet, and a new idea appeared in the girl's heart.

"Huh, why is Su's perverted face so close to me? When you look far, it's already beautiful, but the result is closer, it's more beautiful... It's 360 degrees without dead angles. It's beautiful without friends, so handsome. -No-close-legs..."

Handsome to fit-no-close-legs...