Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

When he was in college, he lived separately from his mother, but he must visit her once a week.

From New Year's Eve to now, he hasn't been to his mother for nearly three weeks.

He arranges a medical examination for his mother every six months. Not long ago, her medical examination report was just sent to his office, and all the indicators were ok...

Thinking of this, Su Zhinian deliberately turned over his mother's medical examination report, and after confirming that there was no problem, his heart was still somewhat unreliable.

Su Zhinian was so disturbed that he didn't want to work at all. Su Zhinian thought about it and finally left the company and drove to his mother's villa.

When Su Zhinian arrived, it was exactly in the evening, when the sun went down and the courtyard was red.

The door opened when he invited the babysitter who took care of his mother. When he saw him coming, he was surprised and greeted him. He ran upstairs and ran upstairs: "Ma'am, ma'am, the master is back."

After a while, he saw his mother come down the stairs with a smile on her face.

I haven’t seen you for so long, it is inevitable that my mother will be chatting around for a while. When the nanny is preparing dinner, the mother also tentatively asked: "Eat here at night?"

Su Zhinian nodded, and then his mother got up with joy and went to the kitchen. Across the smoking machine, he heard his mother's kitchen tell the nanny to cook all the dishes he liked to eat.

He was the only one in the living room, and the TV in front of him was playing anime. He took out his cell phone and talked about it casually. When he clicked into the WeChat circle of friends, he saw Song Qingyi at first glance The content of the circle of friends sent minutes ago

"Today's victory, hee hee..."

Below is a picture taken from her bed-a variety of brands of cosmetics, jewelry, as well as bags and clothes.

He raised his hand in habitually to like it. Before the fingertips touched the heart, he remembered the decision last night, hesitated for a moment, and finally retracted his fingers.

The dinner was very well prepared, and the table was full of dishes, almost all of his favorite dishes were cooked.

After the meal, the nanny brought in fruit, and Su Zhinian poke an apple with a toothpick. When he was about to stuff it in his mouth, he heard the phone bang.

He tucked the apple into his mouth and chewed while touching the phone.

Apples are sweet and sour, and very delicious, but when he sees the contents of the phone, the taste of apples in his mouth disappears, just like chewing wax.

It is WeChat from Song Qingchun, just a few words.

"Are you still busy? When will you go home?"

Going home... Su Zhinian stopped chewing on Apple and stared at the phone screen, becoming straight.

"Why don't you eat it?" The mother watched him not move for a long time, pushed the fruit plate in front of him, and reminded him kindly.

"Oh." Su Zhinian returned to his mind and continued to poke an apple. The phone in his palm shook again with his movements. He glanced down subconsciously, or the WeChat message she sent: "I Dinner is ready." Later, a smiley face was attached.

Su Zhinian stared at the screen of the mobile phone, and did not reply. After a while, he glanced at his eyelids, put the apple in his mouth, and silently silenced the mobile phone in his pocket. .

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Until 9:30, Song Qingchun didn't wait for Su Zhinian's reply.