Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

Jinze looked up, looked at an airplane flying in the sky, blinked his eyebrows, then took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Cheng Qingcong.

He only typed four words and you are free.

After playing, he clicked to send it. One second before he pressed it, he thought about it. Finally, he walked to the coffee table and took a photo of the contract, which was sent to Cheng Qingcong.

She is a clever girl, he doesn't need to say much, she will understand.

It's just that, for so many years, he was cold-blooded, and he always didn't like to go about business. Why did he show kindness twice tonight?

Once he shouted Qin Yinan and wanted to say four words to him, and Wan Bi returned to Zhao.

It's just that he felt bored and didn't say anything in the end.

Just once, he took a picture of Cheng Qingcong. He still felt bored, but he did this boring thing.

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Cheng Qingchun was alone, wandering until three o'clock in the morning in Beijing before going home.

She was sad, but it seemed calm. She took steps and stepped up the stairs upstairs.

She knew very well that within a few hours, the people of Kanazawa would come, and she would become Xiao Yin again after being free for a week.

Walking to the corner of the stairs on the third floor, Cheng Qingcong stopped. She stood like a doll who lost her soul. She stood for a while, and then walked forward. While walking, she touched her bag. key.

The corridor was very dark, Cheng Qingchun coughed softly, and the lights were on. She absently walked towards her door. After a few steps, she stopped and froze for a while before she lifted. At first, he looked at the figure standing in front of his house.

Cheng Qingcong was a little trance, thinking he had hallucinations.

She stared silly at Qin Yinan without blinking her eyes.

The corridor was very quiet, the voice-activated lights went out, it was dark, and only the smoke between the fingers of the man flickered.

In the dark, I don't know how long it has passed, and there is a faint cough from South Qin.

The voice-activated light turned on, and the face she missed appeared to her again.

She opened her mouth and made no sound, he said the words first: "Open the door."

Cheng Qingcong's hand holding the key trembling slightly, she took a lot of effort to stabilize her emotions, took a slow pace, walked in front of him, then lowered her head, from his side Passed by, holding the key and opened the door.

"You..." Cheng Qingcong just asked him politely, why are you here?

She hadn't finished her words yet. Qin Yinan seemed to enter his own home, pushed the door open, and walked into the house in strides.

He stood at the entrance, looked around twice, and finally fixed his sights on the luggage neatly arranged on the balcony.

He squeezed his lips lightly and smothered the cigarette butts, and walked to the balcony without a word, and then took the scissors that cut the tape when she was packing it from the TV cabinet, and opened the boxes that she finally sealed. .

"Yin Qin, what are you doing?" Cheng Qingcong just recovered, and didn't even care about the door, rushed past.

She wanted to stop him, but the strength was far less than him, but it was only two minutes of effort, and all the cardboard boxes were opened by him.

"This is how I sorted it out. How did you take them apart? What do you want to do?"