After a while, Cheng Qinglian said again: "Then Lawyer Zhang and I will leave first." （.. ）”

This time, Su Zhinian moved, and said a very light "um".

Two footsteps rang out outside the door, until the door slammed shut, and the entire suite fell into complete silence.

Su Zhinian outside the door didn't know what he was thinking, and after a long while, he took steps and walked in the direction of the bedroom.

His footsteps were getting closer and closer, until he was about to approach the bedroom door, Song Qingchun, who was standing behind the door, was startled back to her senses, she didn't seem to have recovered from what he just said, when she heard his gradually approaching footsteps, a trace of panic passed through her eyes, her dark eyes gurgled twice, and then hurriedly tiptoed, quickly jumped to the edge of the bed, and lay down, she just covered her body with the quilt, and the bedroom door was pushed open.

Song Qingchun hurriedly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Su Zhinian closed the door very lightly, turned around and walked towards the bed.

His steps were very slow, stepping on the heavy blanket, without the slightest sound, but Song Qingchun still felt his approach, and when he stopped by the bed, the blood in her nervous whole body stopped flowing.

She didn't dare to open her eyes, and she didn't know what Su Zhinian was doing.

The whole world seemed to freeze, and after a long time, she felt a dark shadow over her face.

Su Zhinian was bending over...... What does he bend over for?

Before the idea in Song Qingchun's mind was settled, the futon was gently pulled, and when she hurriedly covered the quilt, one of her exposed feet was covered.

Then Song Qingchun felt Su Zhinian sitting on the edge of the bed, although she didn't open her eyes to look at him, but her intuition told her that he was watching her now.

The speed of Song Qingchun's heartbeat gradually got out of control, and the hand she hid in the futon involuntarily grabbed the sheets under her.

Late at night, the silence is terrible.

Just when Song Qingchun was about to pretend that she couldn't fall asleep under Su Zhinian's gaze, the man's hand suddenly stretched out and fell quietly on her hair.

Song Qingchun's heartbeat stopped in an instant, she felt his fingertips gently rubbing her hair, an indescribable emotion, flowing in the bottom of her heart, and then with her eyes closed, she felt his fingertips fall on her face, he originally looked at her head from afar, and approached her...... When it was close, when his hot breath sprayed on her face, her blank brain slowly turned: Su, Su Zhinian, head over, want, what are you going to do?

She hadn't even figured out the doubts in her heart, Su Zhinian's lips were already above hers, Song Qingchun held her breath suddenly, and quietly thought in her heart: He, he, should he kiss her secretly, right?

With her thoughts, she involuntarily increased her hand gripping the sheets.

But, he, why did he kiss her secretly?

As soon as Song Qingchun's mind turned here, Su Zhinian's movement of bowing his head suddenly stopped.

Song Qingchun's eyebrows moved subconsciously, and then she felt that the man turned his head away, was silent for a moment, and then got up and pulled his head away from her face.

Originally...... Didn't he want to kiss her secretly? So what was he doing so close to her face just now?