Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

Su Zhinian is like a silent statue. Don't even talk, even the eyelashes don't flash at all.

However, how to say today is that after she signed a contract with Su Zhinian, he was at home when preparing dinner for the first time...should she ask for his opinion before making dinner?

Song Qingchun, who had originally walked to the kitchen, hesitated, or stopped, looking at the document, Su Zhinian and asked, "Mr. Su, what would you like for dinner?"

As a result, the situation in exchange for her speech was ignored again.

But this time, the man had a hint of reaction, no longer indifferent to a face, motionless.

He slowly flipped through the documents in front of him, and raised his wrist with a unique value watch. Under the crystal light, the diamonds on the watch reflected the dazzling light.

Perhaps it was because he finally had a movement. Song Qingchun was not so tense, with a tone of solicitation, and then said: "Is it possible to have pork ribs and yam soup? Is there a fish in the refrigerator, is it steamed? There are some Pork ribs, braised or sweet and sour?"

Su Zhinian was still a sign of opening, but raised his head and glanced at Song Qingchun. His eyes were cold, and Song Qingchun was seeping from the bottom of his heart, as if she had made an unforgivable mistake.

Song Qingchun didn't dare to read Su Zhinian more, but quickly turned her head and walked into the kitchen.

Song Qingchun heard all the unpleasant words from Su Zhinian's mouth, so she didn't care about the cold treatment he just had.

In these hundred days, she did not expect how happy she could get along with him, nor did he expect him to improve her attitude. Even in this hundred days, she even talked to him about her well. Don't expect anything at all.

In the past 100 days, her demands were not high, as long as he did not get angry with her, she was already satisfied.

Even if he treats her like air every day, she doesn't care if she doesn't look at it.

She just wanted to do what he did well to prevent him from picking out any problems, and then one hundred days later, she could smoothly take a Song who came back to life from his hand.

However, such a small request seems to have some extravagance. The man's character is really too difficult to deal with, his temper is erratic and strange, and he may suddenly become angry.

Song Qingchun, who was busy in the kitchen, thought of Su Zhinian, who was eating breakfast the other day the previous morning and was throwing the bowl out the next second, could not help shaking his head gently and sighed. Today she must be cautious and cautious!

The dinner was prepared heartily, with four dishes and one soup.

Song Qingchun put the plate on the dining table before going to the living room.

The TV did not know when it was turned on, and Su Zhinian's hand had been thrown on the coffee table.

Song Qingchun didn't go to the living room, just stood at the door of the dining room, shouting at Su Zhinian who was sitting with her back to her, shouting: "Mr. Su, dinner is ready."

This time it was a surprise to Song Qingchun. The man even opened the golden mouth and told her the first sentence after returning home today: "Well."

As soon as Su Zhinian stepped into the restaurant, Song Qingchun immediately opened the dining chair he used to sit on.

After Su Zhinian sat down, Song Qingchun handed over chopsticks and served soup.