Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

In Su Zhinian's diary, he wrote more than once sentences after he returned from Hainan.

When Song Qingzheng saw this sentence, she didn't care much. Until now, she saw Su Zhinian who walked to the point where she realized how much he carried behind a simple sentence in his diary. About his loneliness and loneliness.

Song Qingchun’s heart twitched fiercely, and then she took a step forward and stood side by side with Su Zhinian, gently moving her lips, breaking the tranquility on the balcony: "Look what What about?"

After her voice settled, it took about half a minute before Su Zhinian, who was standing next to her, slowly turned her head.

When he saw her by his side, his dark eyes climbed up in amazement.

Did he look dazzled, or did he experience hallucinations?

Su Zhinian frowned gently, and spoke in a low voice, shouting her name, as if confirming something: "Youth?"

"Hmm..." Song Qingchun turned his head, and smiled at Su Zhinian with a frowning eyebrow, then nodded vigorously and said, "...It's me."

Didn’t she go to Qin Yinan? How could he stand beside him? He is taking a sedative, did he have any side effects? Actually produced such a real illusion...

While Su Zhinian was staring at Song Qingchun's trance, there was a night wind blowing slowly, causing her long hair to flutter around, a strand of filament, and gently swept his cheek.

Itchy and crisp, this feeling is very real, Su Zhinian raised her hand subconsciously, and touched her cheek, her soft and smooth hair, wrapped around his fingertips.

He lowered his head subconsciously, staring at the black hair clutched in his palm for two seconds, then his body shuddered abruptly.

It turned out that it was not an illusion, but a real...she was really by his side...

With the thoughts in his mind, Su Zhinian's eyes, around Song Qingchun's body, began to move, and when he touched her feet without shoes on the open floor, his eyebrows twisted fiercely.

The next second, he took off the slippers on his feet, bent over, squatted in front of her, and put the shoes on her feet.

She wears a lot of his shoes, but his body temperature remains in it, warm and warm, which makes her frozen stiff toes, and restores consciousness little by little.

He wanted to ask her "how come back", but when she was wearing shoes, she saw her dirty soles, no wounds were treated, and ice was scary. He thought of her dysmenorrhea and stood up. No matter what, she took her by the arm and took her back to the room.

He took her to his bedroom, pointed to the sofa, signaled her to sit, and then walked into the bathroom freely. There was a clattering water sound, and after about ten minutes, Su Zhinian was holding a steaming air. The water basin came out of the bathroom.

He squatted in front of her, put the basin down, then raised his hand, took her foot, and put it in the basin.

This was the first time someone had washed her feet since she was small. Song Qingchun was a little unaccustomed and a little unnatural. She instinctively shrunk her feet back and whispered, "I will do it myself."

Su Zhinian didn't seem to hear her words. She tightened her ankle tightly to prevent her from escaping. She dangled her head and scrubbed the dirt and blood on her soles with concentration.

PS: I am not in the state today, so the code word will be very slow. I suggest you go to bed early, wake up and watch the next day, I will continue to go~