Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

It's a drill... Cheng Qingcong didn't finish guessing, he saw Su Zhinian took out the gift in the box.

That is a diamond ring.

The diamond ring is a typical Su Zhinian's aesthetic, concise and elegant, but without losing the beauty, but compared to the present, the style is still slightly outdated.

Cheng Qingcong stared at the diamond ring for a while, before thinking back again... This means that before she had met the big boss, or before, the big boss thought to propose to Song Song? However, what happened afterwards, the big boss failed to propose to Song?

At the time of Cheng Qing's various doubts, Su Zhinian sitting in the office seemed to notice that someone was looking at himself, and suddenly his eyes glanced lightly at the direction of the door.

Cheng Qingcong was frightened to hold her breath and squatted down. She climbed quietly from the stool, then hugged the stool, returned to the seat, carried the bag, and walked away lightly.

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After Cheng Qingcong left, the whole general managerial office seemed more empty and lonely.

Su Zhinian quietly leaned on the white leather sofa and stared at the diamond ring hooked on her little finger. The expression on her face became lighter under the illumination of the crystal light.

His mind was very messy, as if he had thought a lot of things, but his mind was empty, as if he had not thought of anything.

He only remembered that when she woke up, she was lying in his arms and sleeping soundly.

It was just eleven o'clock at that time, the sun was hanging over the south, and through the curtains, the bed was bright.

That kind of picture made him dizzy, thinking that he was awakened in a dream.

Even at the time, he even hugged her more tightly, rubbed her soft and cute ears gently with the tip of her nose, and still fell on her white and tender cheeks. Good morning kiss for hours.

She seemed to feel his intimacy, and in her sleep, she also subconsciously leaned into his arms.

She was so close, and there was a warmth in his heart, and even his body was hot.

He couldn't hold back the emotions in his heart. He closed his eyes as if he were awake, and moved his lips against her face, and then gently held it when he found her lips.

A familiar and strong stimulus in the memory, from where he and her lips meet, quickly and strongly rushed into his heart.

This feeling, too real, real, doesn't seem to be a dream at all... Su Zhinian hit a violent spirit all over his body, and slowly opened his eyelids.

In front of Song Qingchun, the slightly opened red lips are swollen, and the snow-white skin exposed outside the bedding is piecemeal and ambiguous.

As if the whole person was knocked on the head, his drowsiness dissipated instantly. He suddenly turned over from her and got out of bed, rushing into the bathroom very quickly.

He turned on the faucet, washed his face with cold water, and then his heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably. If it were not for his hands on the sink, he would almost kneel to the ground with his legs soft on the spot.

He drank too much last night, almost to the point of unconsciousness. As for how he came from the box to the magnificent guest room, he was completely unimpressed.

He only remembers that he met her in a dream of death caused by alcohol...