Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

I don’t know if Su Zhinian raised her head, and just saw her back, not sure if it was her, and then shouted her name, or he himself was wondering whether to speak to her. In his tone, a little Brought a trace of doubt.

Song Qingchun stopped instinctively. She didn't turn around, but she grabbed the hand of the wedding dress and increased her strength uncontrollably.

What did he call her? His relationship with her is gone, right?

Song Qingchun squeezed her lips hard, just preparing to pretend she didn’t hear, stepped away, Su Zhinian, who was standing not far behind, shouted her name again, and then walked in a big step In front of her, she stopped her way: "It's really you..."

The tone of his coincidence made Song Qingchun unable to figure out how to respond for a while.

Su Zhinian, who has always been a little talker, stared at her beautiful and delicate bride makeup for a moment, and then asked again, knowingly: "Come and take a wedding photo?"

Song Qingchun condensed the expression on her face, and nodded her head, and a very soft tone of "Uh" sounded.

Su Zhinian was not talking, her eyes still fixed on her.

As soon as he arrived at Hongyuan, he saw her from afar, and the beauty in her wedding dress made him heartbroken. At this moment, it was even more beautiful and thrilling.

Su Zhinian held the finger of the mobile phone, used a little effort, and then cleared his voice, forcing himself to shift his sight slightly, and asked some old-fashioned questions: "Are the weddings ready?"

"Um..." Song Qingchun continued "um", and after a while, said: "...all ready."

"Oh." Su Zhinian's eyes floated to the side glass window, staring at the dry lawn outside, his eyes flickering.

Song Qingchun stood for a while, seeing that he didn’t mean to speak, and she had nothing more to say. Just when she was about to say goodbye, Su Zhinian suddenly spoke again, as if she was talking to herself in a weak tone: " Get married on the 9th next month?"

Song Qingchun nodded again. This time, she behaved a lot more naturally than she just did. Just like meeting an old friend who hasn’t seen for a long time, she made a very faint smile: "Yeah, wedding invitation you Have you received it? That day, if you have time, you are welcome to come."

Su Zhinian looked at Song Qingchun and smiled, and like her, it was also the tone of ordinary friends: "Sure."

This time, Song Qingchun didn't wait for Su Zhinian to speak, and said directly, "I'm passing first."

"Okay." Su Zhinian nodded stiffly, and then let go of his body in front of Song Qingchun.

Song Qingchun didn't mean to stay at all. She picked up her skirt and stepped forward. When she passed by him, he suddenly said, "Oh, yes..."

Song Qingchun didn't speak, but just turned her head and looked at Su Zhinian.

Su Zhinian didn't dare to look at the corner of her eyes, dangled her eyes, touched her mobile phone, and sent a number to her phone in front of her, before she drew her eyes down and explained quietly. : "When I had dinner with my mother two days ago, she said that you would contact Tony to make a wedding dress again. It happened that I met a friend of him and had greeted him. The phone number was sent to your mobile phone. You go directly to him Just contact."