Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

She hadn't finished her words, he had understood what she meant to express from the bottom of her heart.

He remembered that yesterday afternoon, he heard her moaning in her study because of dysmenorrhea, and there was a lot of discomfort in his heart. He had long known that she was a special period these days. Indulge her to come over, he should take her home and rest directly after work...

"Then let's go back?" he said softly and asked in a negotiated tone.

Song Qingchun's painful body collapsed and wished to lie down on the bed immediately-she was corpse up. She heard Su Zhinian's proposal and instinctively nodded and said yes.

But before she opened her mouth, she remembered that she had just walked to the toilet with Cheng Qingcong. She explained to her the apology: "Miss Song, today in the office of President Su, I am really embarrassed. Without your consent, you are free Say you want to come to glory and glory... But this game tonight is really important to President Su..."

She hurriedly withdrew the word "good" that was about to blurt out, shaking her head and saying, "No, I just drink some hot water..."

Su Zhinian, who had just read her carefully and thoughtfully, didn't wait for her to finish talking, then hugged her and hugged her, and walked towards the golden door of glory. When he passed by a male waiter, he still stopped. Stepped down and gave a few words.

The waiters here have been trained and are very efficient. Su Zhinian just walked to the magnificent hall with Song Qingchun. The driver has been holding the jacket of him and her at the door.

Does he mean to leave?

Although Song Qingnian was not sure if he guessed right, he still said when Su Zhinian let go of himself: "Let the driver take me back."

Su Zhinian didn't say anything, first took her coat, put her on, and then took a light tone to the driver when he took his coat: "You wait for the special car, send the secretary back Family."

Driver: "Yes, President Su."

Su Zhinian said nothing more, and pulled Song Qingnian's arm toward the door.

The driver walked ahead in a particularly fun way, helping to open the passenger door.

When Song Qingnian started the car in Su Zhinian, there was still some uneasiness in her heart. She stared at him through the rearview mirror for a while, and asked in a small voice: "You just leave like this, does it matter?"

"No." When Su Zhinian answered, he had stepped on the accelerator.

From the rearview mirror, Song Qingchun looked at the glorious gold and blue brilliantly, but she was still not at ease in her heart. She pursed her lips and asked, "Is it really okay?"

"You can rest assured, even if something is wrong, Secretary Cheng can be calm." Su Zhinian returned firmly, with a rare affirmation in his tone.

"Oh." Song Qingchun responded without saying anything.

Su Zhinian turned her head and glanced at her, thinking that she was still playing drums, and then said again, "I spend so much money to raise her, but it is not a decoration."

Speaking of this, Su Zhinian thought of what she had just read from Song Qingchun's heart, and it turned out that she wasn't going to come to the magnificent... Su Zhinian whispered silently in her heart, adding: "She is capable very!"

This was obviously a compliment, but Song Qingchun always felt that the compliment that came out of Su Zhinian's mouth was strange, as if it had other meanings.