Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

Song Qingchun thought about it while pretending to be generous. He shook his head politely to Su Zhinian and said, "The evening paper is only a dollar, no need!"

Where did Su Zhinian want to buy the evening paper? Only after hearing her whispering in the room for a long time, she thought of a way to give her money.

Who knows, his kindness was actually misinterpreted by her, even if he was stingy and stingy, and said he would take back the change!

Su Zhinian stared quietly at Ming Ming, who wanted to take over the 100 yuan, but just wanted to pretend that he didn't want Song Qingchun to watch it for a while, and then when Song Qingzheng was about to take the money, his Suddenly increased his fingertips, took the money out of her hand first, then put it back in her wallet, rummaging through it for a long time, and finally touched the pocket, found a coin, and put it into Song Qing's In the palm of my hand, I spoke very politely, "Thank you."

Song Qingchun stared at the dollar in her palm, her eyes were round and big, and her expression changed in a few minutes, and she spent a lot of effort to squeeze it out. There was a bright smile that was uglier than crying: "Mr. Su, it's a dollar, I really don't need it..."

Speaking of Song Qingchun, he wanted to return the dollar to Su Zhinian.

Unexpectedly, the man didn't even bother her too much. He turned directly back to the sofa and sat down gracefully.

Song Qingrenren stood there for another moment before fully recovering his mind, and said to Su Zhinian, "Then I'm going", and then walked out of the room sullenly.

At the moment when the door closed, Su Zhinian clearly heard the voice of Song Qingchun coming from the corridor like a machine gun, clinging sharply.

"Who can tell me, what the **** is this? A dollar? Is Su metamorphosis sending Hua Huazi?"

"He turned out to be more than stingy! Stingy! But rather stingy, quite stingy!"

"A big president, even gave only a dollar? He is also embarrassed to get it?"

"Ahhh, this baby is so unhappy. I thought I could buy a box of Haagen-Dazs!"

"Trick! It's so stupid! One dollar, one dollar, Su Zhinian, your daughter's name is Su Yiyuan! Su Yiyuan! Su Yiyuan!"

Su Zhinian sat on the sofa elegantly, listening to Song Qingchun's crazy voice, thinking that when she just received herself a dollar, her expressions ranged from shock, consternation, to stunned colorful expressions, lips. The horn hooked up again, and then chuckled softly.

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When Song Qingchun returned to the room with a pack of pads and an evening paper, Su Zhinian had just taken a bath, wrapped in a bathrobe, and sat on the sofa with her hair wet, watching TV.

The depression in Song Qingchun's heart has not disappeared, but the tone of the speech to Su Zhinian is very clever: "Mr. Su, your evening paper."

"Well." Su Zhinian's eyes did not leave the TV, holding the hand of the remote control, ordered a coffee table, and motioned Song Qingchun to put it there.

Song Qingchun put down the newspaper properly: "Then I will take a shower."

Su Zhinian nodded, and at the moment Song Qingchun turned around, he suddenly called her: "Wait a minute."

Song Qingchun turned her head wonderingly, and then saw Su Zhinian handing herself a bag.