Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

Qin Yinan didn't wait for Song Qingchun to reply, his brow wrinkled slightly: "Why didn't he run out without shoes?"

After he finished speaking, he immediately bypassed the dining table and walked towards the entrance.

He opened the shoe cabinet and took out a pair of ladies' slippers from the inside. Thinking of Tang Nuan passing through before, the movement was slightly paused, and he threw the slippers in the trash can beside him, and then took a pair of cool After dragging on, dragged the pair of cotton to Song Qingchun and put it down: "There are not many people living here, so a lot of things are not fully prepared. Let's just make up."

Song Qingqing lightly "huh", raised his feet and stepped into his shoes.

Qin Yinan raised the back of his hand, touched Song Qingchun’s forehead, stopped for a while, and withdrew: "Fortunately, the fever has gone down. You can sit there for a while and wait for dinner."

Qin Yinan said while pointing at the sofa in the living room. After Song Qingqing nodded, he turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

Song Qingchun stood there for a moment. Instead of sitting on the sofa as instructed by Qin Yinan, he walked slowly and followed behind Yinnan and went to the kitchen.

The kitchen door was not closed. When she stood at the door, Qin Yinan, who was cooking, noticed the movement and turned her head slightly: "What are you doing here? The smoke is so big."

Song Qingchun smiled, did not speak, leaned on the door bar, and quietly looked around the display in the kitchen.

Qin Yinan quickly cooked the dishes. He turned off the gas and placed the dishes on an oval plate. The moment Song Qingchun started up south of Qin, he reached over the plate and said: "I'm coming Right."

Qin Yinan paused for a moment, but handed it to her.

Song Qingchun just put the plate on the table, and Qin Yinan walked over with a soup pot.

Song Qingchun took the heat insulation pad from the side of the dining table and placed it in the middle of the table. Qin Yinan put the soup pot up, and then raised his hand, pulled the apron off, and said to Song Qingchun: "Still standing What to do here, go wash your hands and eat."

Song Qingchun "Oh" yelled, lowered her head slightly, and turned to the restroom.

When she washed her hands out, Qin Yinan was putting the good soup on the seat opposite him.

Song Qingchun stepped forward and opened the chair. Just after sitting down, Qin Yinan handed a spoon over: "I'm so sick, now I wake up and I don't have any appetite. Drink some soup first."

"Thank you, Enan."

Qin Yinan smiled and said nothing.

During the meal, the two were very quiet. Song Qingchun, who was recovering from a serious illness, really had no appetite, but stopped after eating a small bowl of rice.

Instead of leaving the restaurant in a hurry, she sat on the seat, staring at the opposite Yin Qin who was eating silently for a while, and asked, "Enan brother, how do you know I fainted?"

"I'm not here..." Yin Qin swallowed the food in his mouth, and then continued: "I was on the way to work, and I received a call from you. The result was a stranger, saying you collapsed on the roadside. It’s just that I hurried over."

"Yes..." Song Qingchun paused for a moment before speaking out: "...Stranger?"

"Yeah, just a stranger passing by..."

Song Qingchun was silent for a moment, and her head was lowered.

Qin Yinan saw that she hadn't spoken, and asked in a confused question: "What's wrong?"