Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

He, who was quiet on the terrace now, suddenly walked back to the bedroom and ran towards the door with a large stride.

At the moment Su Zhinian opened the door, he saw the girl's footsteps stopped at the stairs, he didn't wait for her to turn her head, her eyebrows rose slightly, controlled her mind, and kept her still. move.

He stepped forward to her, lowered his head slightly, and stared at her face.

His eyes rolled up with a strange color, and even with his breath began to become a little heavy.

His long eyelashes flickered slightly, and the slender fingers suddenly caught her head, raised her face slightly, and then leaned down slightly, blocking her lips.

At that moment, all the sounds in his ears went away and disappeared, and he was surrounded by her unique softness and sweetness.

He rubbed her lips with all his strength, and controlled the fingers on her head, shaking very badly, but with a force of no turning back, he pried open her teeth and broke into her mouth, deeply Tangle her soft tongue.

He kissed so fiercely and intensely, but he gave a very sad and desperate illusion.

He decided to dominate her lips and refused to let go.

He circled her arm, growing stronger and stronger, as if wishing to crush her into his body.

He kissed her for a long time before his strength slowed down. He gasped and slowly left her lips, staring at her eyes, and there was still unresolved confusion in his eyes.

His handsome and amazing face was covered with messy passion, and it was suffocating sexy.

He clasped the hands behind her head and couldn't help moving it to her face, gently touching her tender cheeks.

His hot breath sprayed on her face, looking into her eyes, filled with a deep and indelible love.

"Tingting..." His fingertips rubbed her eye sockets over and over again, and he began to call her name, mixed with extremely heavy pain.

"Tingting..." He called her name again, and then closed his eyes, lowered his head and gently touched her lips, suddenly let go of her, turned quickly, and returned to the bedroom.

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The moment Su Zhinian closed the door, Song Qingchun standing at the stairs blinked and turned her head to Su Zhinian's bedroom. When she saw that the bedroom door was closed, her eyebrows rose slightly.

Strange...she just heard the door open...

Song Qingchun stared at the closed bedroom door for a while, and then looked down, seeing the small dish and pillbox intact at the door, the brows were even more ruthless.

Did she just hear it wrong?

Song Qingchun stayed in a puzzled face for a while, then turned back and walked downstairs.

When she was about to enter the restaurant, Song Qingchun raised her hand and touched her face. It was strange, why was her face so hot?

And her lips are also a bit weird... Song Qingchun’s fingertips fell on her lips again... She parked for a long time, and did not say where the weirdness was, and then stepped into the restaurant.

During a meal, Song Qingchun was absent-minded and soulless. She didn’t know if she thought too much. She always felt that she really heard Su Zhinian’s bedroom door opening, but when she turned to look, the door Closed again...