Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

In her mind, except for the words "Is my father?", there were no other thoughts floating around, and even Su Zhinian and Su Mu continued to say something downstairs, and she didn't listen. Go in.

She came over today just to know the secret he hid in her heart.

When she was at home, she envisaged many, many possibilities, even if Su Zhinian had any terminal illness. At that time, she was thinking, if he really had any incurable diseases, she Also willing to go with him...

But now?

None of the thousand and ten thousand possibilities she envisaged.

The real truth is that she and Su Zhinian are half-brothers and sisters...

Brothers and sisters...oh my god...she went to bed with her brother... Song Qingchun's eyes were black, and the whole person almost fell to the ground.

No wonder at the time, she took care of the drunken man, and after shooting fire with him, he left her with a box of birth control pills...

No wonder a while ago, in the hospital, when she couldn’t resist the urge to kiss and seduce him, he resisted so obviously, he even said "youth, no", "youth, no" many times... ...But she was stubborn, but depended on his body, hooked him awkwardly and fiercely, and finally let him lose control with him...

It was not until now that she knew that the only time between him and her, and the night he was awake, was not a beautiful brand, but a symbol of sin and shame.

Song Qingchun shook her head desperately, and wanted to let herself throw out all these thoughts. She wanted to tell herself that it was just a nightmare, but what she could do at last was to shake her body and stagger back two steps. , And couldn't hold it anymore and fell to the ground.

She... she actually fell in love with her brother... and did that kind of thing with her brother...

Tears flowed down Song Qingchun's cheeks, one after another, and they quickly soaked her cheeks.

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Su Zhinian sent Su mother away and stood in the courtyard for a long time before turning back to the house.

He glanced at the suitcase he had put in the corner.

This was the box he carried when he left Beijing. Others left the airport, but the luggage was transported to France by air. Finally, the airline contacted him and mailed it back for him.

He had thought about it, opened the suitcase, now it looks like it is no longer needed.

Because, he promised his mother to leave Beijing as quickly as possible.

Su Zhinian turned his head, glanced at the sunset outside the window, and after a moment of trance, he took out his mobile phone and called the airline company.

"Hello, hello... please check for me, the most recent flight to France...the next flight on Wednesday...Yes, Air China, first class, okay, no problem... the name is Su Zhinian, The ID number is..."

The ID number, Su Zhinian had just read three digits, and heard a subtle sob in his ear.

The words in his mouth stopped abruptly, frowning.

"Hello, sir..." The customer service of the airline, with a bit of doubtful polite words, had not finished, Su Zhinian heard the sobbing again.

Very light, very light, coming from the stairs...

Su Zhinian's heart giggled, and turned his head subconsciously toward the stairs.