Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

However, she never imagined that Su Zhinian turned out to see Su Zhinian.

Song Qingchun's instinct stunned.

Su Zhinian stood in front of her, carrying a few boxes of nutritional products in her left hand, and inserted her pocket in her right hand.

The color of the clothes on his body is the black he always likes. The tailored fit fits his jade tree against the wind and is elegant and charming.

Su Zhinian's performance is far more natural and calm than Song Qingchun. When he saw the door she opened, he had a calm expression without any emotional ups and downs, and his voice simply explained his intentions: "I come to visit Song uncle."

Song Qingchun looked back, and moved his eyes away from Su Zhinian's face in a hurry.

The doorway was blocked by Song Qingchun, and Su Zhinian couldn't get in, only standing in front of her.

After about three minutes, Song Menghua in the ward saw no delay and asked, "Youth, who is coming?"

When Song Qingchun heard Song Menghua's words, she realized that she was lost again. She was like an electric shock, and she took two steps back suddenly.

Su Zhinian took a step forward and walked into the ward. When she passed Song Qingchun's side, her subconsciousness twitched, and her fingers scratched her lapel tightly.

"It turned out to be a thought, sit down..." Song Menghua was obviously also surprised by Su Zhinian's visit to himself, but there was a hint of surprise in the unexpected tone. After greeting Su Zhinian, he began to greet Song Qing: "Youth , Pour a glass of water for it."

"Got it..." Song Qingchun responded, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath before taking a step and walking back to the ward.

When Song Qingchun was standing in front of the water dispenser to receive water, he heard Su Zhinian's question about Song Menghua's concern: "Uncle Song, how are you feeling now?"

Song Menghua: "There is something wrong with the old one, it doesn't matter."

Carrying a glass of water, Song Qingchun turned around and saw Su Zhinian resting the nutrition on her bedside.

"I'm coming, what else do I bring with me?" Song Menghua wanted to sit up, but the body just woke up was weak, so that he couldn't get a little strength, and finally Su Zhinian stepped forward and took Song Menghua. When he got up, he took two soft pillows from the side and put them behind Song Menghua, and then returned to Song Menghua's words: "On the way, I just passed by the shopping mall. When I saw that the door had opened, I turned in and bought it. Now."

Song Menghua chuckled twice and pointed to the chair beside the bed when Song Qingzhen moved to the vigil last night, and greeted Su Zhinian again: "Sit."

Su Zhinian had no politeness and sat down gracefully.

Song Menghua then said to Song Qingchun who had walked to the bed: "After pouring the water, why not give it to me?"

Song Qingchun took a small step in front of Su Zhinian and passed the glass with his eyes down.

"Thank you." Su Zhinian gave a polite thank you and reached out to take over.

Song Qingchun didn't say a word, and in the moment between the cups were pulled away, she quickly backed away.

There was only one chair in the ward, and Su Zhinian was sitting, and Song Qingchun could only stand.

Su Zhinian came to visit Song Menghua, she was not easy to leave, she had to find a window farther away from Su Zhinian and stood.

After Song Qingnian entered the room from Su Zhinian, he never said anything except Song Menghua's "know".

The entire ward was echoed by the conversation between Song Menghua and Su Zhinian.