Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

Song Qingchun's heart shivered fiercely, and subconsciously explained to Su Zhinian: "I just turned it around casually, and I didn't read anything..."

"Go out!" Su Zhinian quickly walked in front of her, and took away the diary in her hand. Without waiting for her words to finish, she directly ordered.

"I really..." Song Qingchun just wanted to continue to clarify that Su Zhinian seemed to cover up the panic in his heart, with a bit of anger and anger, and then said: "I heard it! I let you out! "

Having finished speaking, Su Zhinian didn't wait for Song Qingchun to respond, grabbed her arm directly, threw her out of the bedroom, and then slammed the bedroom door.

What is so inexplicable, she just read a sentence, as for him... Song Qingchun laughed at the closed door and turned back to her bedroom.

Su Zhinian, who had always been calm, waited until Song Qingzheng entered her bedroom, then she was relieved.

It’s just a little bit, a little... she discovered his secret...

Su Zhinian closed her eyes lightly, then walked slowly to the sofa and sat down, picked up the diary, opened it, stared at the content for a while, and then pulled it from the pen basket of the coffee table. A pen turned to a blank page at the back and wrote.

On the evening of December 10, 2015, heavy snowfall.

Today I learned that Ting Ting’s heart gave me a lot of nicknames: Su metamorphosis, Su Jiehu, Su Silence, Su Lengxue, Su Diary, Su Wenyi... I like these names very much.

Tingting almost read my diary today...Oh, yes, Tingting made me laugh today...

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Song Qingchun dragged his exhausted body, first took a hot bath, then dried his hair indiscriminately, then took a mask and slumped on the bed-.

Picking up the phone, Song Qingchun saw a lot of voices in the company's WeChat group, she opened it casually, and then spread the mask on her face.

"Next Monday is the last day to submit a press release. Are you all ready?"

"I got a video and I am working overtime to write the manuscript."

"I'm almost done, right, Tang Nuan? What news are you? Can you tell me?"

"Yes, is there any breaking news? Should the headlines of this issue have to be taken again?"

Everyone said one sentence for a long time, and Tang Nuan bubbled up and said it, the words were very modest, but the tone was a little show off: "It is not a very breaking news, it is news that is somewhat related to the summer. "

"Summer? Did you get the summer news?"

"Recently, there is rumored news that he is getting married, shouldn't it be the marriage news?"

"If it really is, the headline of this issue is definitely Tang Nuan."

"Congratulations, there are nine consecutive headlines..."

"Someone's news is better than mine?" Tang Nuanrou's tone sounded again, and then she suddenly shouted Song Qingchun's name: "Youth, what about you? What is your news?"

Ha... Song Qingchun sneered, and directly withdrew the WeChat of the phone.

Although the ears are not clear, Song Qingchun couldn't help but sighed with some worry.

In two days, it was Monday. She didn’t say any breaking news, not even one news yet...