Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

He grabbed her by the shoulder and shook his head hard, as if to say something to her, but a tone was released.

Song Qingchun's shoulder was sorely hurt by his grip. She endured it. Seeing his silent pain, Song Qingchun couldn't help but hugged his waist and followed his back to calm down. he.

Her hugs made his trembling body stiffen, and then came into her arms.

Song Qingchun held him tighter, still stroking his back gently.

The pain made him sweat, soaking his and her clothes.

But they hugged like this, never separated.

Gradually, the pain began to subside, and Su Zhinian also settled down, but he held her arm and never let go.

Song Qingchun wanted to pull away from his arms after he breathed for a long time, but woke him up after falling asleep, Song Qingchun quickly stopped his movements, patted his back, and gently coaxed He, he rubbed his head in her arms, put more force on her arm, and then fell asleep again.

He fell asleep, so powerful that Song Qingqian couldn't move at all. She was afraid that she would move too much. She would wake him up just like before and simply lay motionless in his arms.

He warmly breathed, slowly spraying on her chest, crisp, numb, melting her heart, she couldn't help but leaned her head against his head, and then followed Closed her eyes, exhaustion made sleepiness come quickly, and she fell asleep quickly with him.

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When Su Zhinian woke up, the first thing he heard was the sweet fragrance of Song Qingchun. He was stunned for a moment before he realized that he was lying in her arms.

Neiyu Wenxiang made him dizzy for a while before he remembered what happened last night.

He hurt badly, and she cared tenderly.

Su Zhinian's heart was instantly warm. He was afraid that he had awakened her. He slowly withdrew his body from her arms and saw the green and black under her eye socket. Somewhat distressed, put her in her arms, looked at her quietly, without a sound, and wanted her to sleep a little longer.

For Su Zhinian, he thought that the most beautiful thing in life is to watch her so quietly.

Nothing needs to be said, nothing needs to be done, and in this way, he can be happy and satisfied.

Su Zhinian looked at Song Qingchun's eyes and became more and more tender and tender. At the end, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand and gently touched her cheek and then touched her eyelashes. Nodded her nose, and then he was amused by how careful he was.

With a smile, Su Zhinian's expression became serious. He looked at her with a deep expression like the sea. He blinked his eyelashes gently, and couldn't help but put the lips to her forehead. He kissed gently and stayed for a long time before slowly pulling his lips away.

Su Zhinian, immersed in the beauty of Song Qingchun, didn't notice at all. A person stood outside the ward and took a panoramic view of all this.

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Su Mu got up early today, packed some early in the hotel, and came to the hospital.

When she passed the window of the ward, she habitually glanced in. She thought she would be the same as the previous two days. When she saw the picture of Song Qingchun lying asleep beside Su Zhinian's bed, who would have seen Su Zhinian and Song Qingchun hugged tightly, sleeping in a bed.