Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

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When he broke into her body, the whole person looked dizzy.

This is not the first time for him and her, but for the first time in his sober state.

The previous two times, he felt like a dream. Although it was beautiful, but after waking up the next day, in addition to the fatigue of his whole body is very real, and the beauty of her made him feel particularly illusory.

But this time is different, the senses at this time are so real, he can clearly feel her tenderness, her blood, her shyness, her jerky, her restraint... and her temperature.

Su Zhinian paused for a while before slowing down, slowly kissing Song Qingchun and moving slowly.

The sharp stimulation made her and him take a deep breath. She subconsciously grasped his shoulder, and he instinctively hugged her waist.

The temperature in the ward is getting higher and higher, and the atmosphere between him and her is getting fiercer.

Their eyes, nothing but each other.

He loved her very much, and she loved him very much, but some love was doomed to vent in this way.

He wanted her strength, heavier and heavier, as if to knock her off, as much as you love, as much effort.

At the end, she was exhausted, and he was also exhausted when he was seriously injured. He and she were paralyzed on the bed at the same time, hugged tightly, and both fell into a deep sleep. ?

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As soon as the next day dawned, Song Qingchun opened his eyes.

The excitement of last night made her very sore. She moved lazily in Su Zhinian's arms, then turned her head and looked at him.

He closed his eyes and slept soundly.

Song Qingchun stared at him for a while, gently opened the quilt, crawled out of his arms, and got out of bed.

She went to the bathroom, simply took a shower, washed off the body, and came out to find a clean dress and put it on neatly, and then began to pack things.

Her movements were very soft, her voice was subtle and fragmented, and she did not wake him up on the bed.

She put the packed bag on the sofa, walked slowly back to the bed, stared at Su Zhinian who was sleeping, and looked quietly for a while. A tear ran down her cheek, and she quickly Turned around, picked up the bag, and crept away from the ward.

Song Qingchun stood at the door of the hospital and stopped a taxi. Before she got on the train, she sent a text message to Su Mu, telling her that she had left.

Without waiting for Su's reply, she put away her cell phone, pulled the door open, and stooped into the car.

She told the taxi master's address, the car started quickly, and left the hospital at speed.

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Song Qingchun didn't know that before she didn't send a text message, Su Su had stood in front of the hotel's floor-to-ceiling windows and stared at the door of the hospital.

After receiving her text message, Sumu immediately dialed a phone number, and then took a long sigh, entered the bathroom, washed, cleaned, and went to the hospital opposite.

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Song Qingchun didn't even know that Su Zhinian actually woke up when she woke up.

He knew she was going, so he always pretended to be sleeping, he listened to her taking a bath, listened to her packing, listened to the faint breath of her standing beside the bed watching him... and then heard her step by step leaving .

After she entered the elevator, he suddenly opened his eyes, severely wounded him, and forcibly climbed down from the bed-.