Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

Song Qingchun and Su Zhinian picked one of the innermost positions and sat down face to face.

Soon a waitress came with two menus, Song Qingchun pushed one of them to Su Zhinian, and then opened the rest of the menu.

There were only two people in the middle of the night. Song Qingchun ordered only four more home-cooked dishes, stopped, and then looked up and asked Su Zhinian: "What do you want to eat?"

Su Zhinian didn't have the habit of eating in the middle of the night, so he didn't open the menu at all. After hearing Song Qingwen's question, he turned directly to the waiter and said, "A cup of mocha."

"Okay, sir." The waiter took a note and turned to look at Song Qingchun: "Miss, would you like to drink something?"

Song Qingchun flipped through the beverage list, chose a cup of hot tea for herself, and then waved at the waiter, didn’t know what to show the waiter while holding the phone screen, the waiter nodded with a smile, and put away The menu is gone.

Soon, the waitress who had just ordered a meal walked over by a trolley. A round tray was placed on the trolley, and a western food insulation cover was placed on it.

Most of the tea restaurants will have insulation lids, but when serving, the waiter will help lift the lid away after registering the dish name, but the waiter not only did not register the dish name, but also did not lift the insulation lid, just put the tray After being placed in the center of the dining table, hands folded on the abdomen, smiled and bowed, said "please use it slowly", and turned away.

Su Zhinian stared at the leaving waiter, frowning softly, just preparing to speak to the waiter, but Song Qingchun picked up the phone and glanced at the time, exclaimed inexplicably: "Oh, only left Five minutes."

Su Zhinian's eyebrows flicked a little, and Song Qingchun stood up from the seat without asking Song Qingchun what was left for five minutes. He reached out and lifted the insulation cover on the tray.

A delicate cake about six inches in size slowly fell into Su Zhinian's eyes.

She just ordered some home-cooked food, and did not order cake... Su Zhinian raised her head in surprise, looking at Song Qingchun.

Song Qingchun put the insulation cover on the empty space on the side table and sat back on the soft sofa. In the face of Su Zhinian's doubts, he did not rush to speak, but took his bag from the side and opened it. Pulled out a delicately packed sapphire blue box from the inside and handed it to Su Zhinian: "Su Zhinian, happy birthday."

Su Zhinian's expression instantly froze. He stared at Song Qingchun for a while and stunned for a while, before blinking, his eyes fell on the gift she held in her hand, and then she set her mind until the waiter. Pushing the trolley over to serve, he came awake and reached out and took the gift box in Song Qingchun's hands. He said lowly and slowly: "Thank you."

After the waiter finished the meal and pushed the trolley away, Su Zhinian carefully opened the gift.

Inside is a LV limited edition belt.

Song Qingchun smiled at Su Zhinian and asked, "Do you like it?"

"Like..." Su Zhinian's slender fingertips gently slid around the edge of the belt, then raised his head, stared at Song Qingchun's eyes, and said, "Thank you."