Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

Cheng Qingcong froze for a moment, only to realize that Song Qingchun agreed to the proposal he just went to the cafe, and immediately smiled and said, "Yes."

Then Cheng Qingcong added another sentence: "Thank you."

Song Qingchun's eyelids were drooping and she didn't speak. Her face was still tepid and lukewarm. After closing the iron gate, she took the lead in turning and walking towards the door of the community.

The distance between Song Qingchun and Cheng Qingcong was about two meters apart. On the way, the two of them were silent and thinking about their own concerns. No one spoke to anyone.

Song Qingchun lived nearby, and the boss of Man Coffee met her, watched her coming, and stepped forward to entertain herself: "Miss Song, why did you come so late?"

"Something." Song Qingchun smiled lightly and found a seat casually.

Cheng Qingcong sat in front of her.

Song Qingchun didn't say a word. The lightly familiar one took the menu from the side and handed it to Cheng Qingcong, then turned to the boss and said, "I'm still the same as before..."

After the song Song Qingchun has not come out, the boss took a brush and wrote: "Vanilla coffee."

Cheng Qingcong chose a cup of "lemon citron tea", the boss said "wait" and went back to the bar.

Because it was too late, the neighborhood was full of residential areas, and there were few customers in the cafe, which seemed extremely quiet, with only Chen Yixun's low magnetic singing and low haunting.

Seeing that Cheng Qingcong did not mean to speak, Song Qingqing was not in a hurry. He stared at a mural not far away, shaking his eyes slightly.

Cheng Qing Cong, who was sitting opposite her, stared straight at her profile and was also thinking.

It wasn't until the boss brought up the coffee and citron tea that Song Qingchun took his gaze back, slowly stirred the coffee with a spoon, and then took it up and took a sip. After putting it down, he stared at Cheng Qingcong and said: "Miss Cheng, what do you want me to say?"

The lemon pomelo tea was lifted by Cheng Qingcong to her mouth. After hearing Song Qingchun’s words, she didn’t drink it, but instead put it back on the table and smiled before saying: “Miss Song, I’m really embarrassed, so I'm late to disturb you."

Song Qingchun twitched her lips. She really didn’t want to say it’s okay, it’s okay. After all, it’s because it’s really related. She’s the secretary of Su Zhinian, and she and she except Su Zhinian, and Not many personal contacts.

The two were quiet for a moment, and Cheng Qingliu spoke again, cutting into the theme: "Miss Song, I heard that you are going to marry Mr. Qin on the 9th next month?"

Three days ago, Su Zhinian had just asked her this question. Three days later, his secretary came over and asked the same question.

Song Qingchun tranced for a moment before he nodded his head, just like the idea of ​​recovering in the Red Garden that day, "um".

Cheng Qingcong is Song Qingchun who really thought for a long time before coming here.

She knew that Su Zhinian did not like others to interfere with his own affairs.

She also knows that when she comes to Miss Song in this way, it is very likely that she will leave the company of Su.

She stayed with him all these years and acted cautiously because she was afraid that she would touch his minefield and be driven away by him.

But now, she really can't take care of that much. During this time, she witnessed how badly he had gone, and even now he had to leave alone with scars all over him.