Song Qingchun returned to the villa with his sore clothes, and immediately ran to the kitchen to toss a hearty dinner.

Although she was expecting Su Zhinian not to go back to the villa tonight, less than five minutes after she finished preparing dinner, there was a sound of a car outside the door.

He hasn't been back to the villa since the last time she accidentally spilled coffee on him and was reprimanded by him, until last night she threw up on him, and then he came back today......

Song Qingchun began to feel uneasy in his heart, would he be angry at her as soon as he entered the door?

Song Qingchun pressed the urge to escape, quickly walked to the door, opened the door, and said hello to Su Zhinian, who happened to get out of the car outside, "Mr. Su, are you back?" ”

Su Zhinian didn't say anything, just glanced at Song Qingchun lightly, and stepped into the house.

It was snowing heavily, and although Su Zhinian was only a dozen meters away from getting out of the car to entering the house, a thin layer of white still fell on his shoulders.

Song Qingchun was looked at by Su Zhinian's eyes, she quickly closed the door, turned around and saw the snow on Su Zhinian's shoulder, and immediately stepped forward attentively, stretched out her hand to help him play.

Su Zhinian faced her actions, and his face was still the same cold.

His silence made Song Qingchun unpredictable what he was thinking, and the whole person became more nervous.

Song Qingchun was afraid that he would not serve him well, so he found an excuse to pick thorns, so when he put the slippers in front of him, he saw that he was wearing lace-up shoes, and squatted down to help him untie his shoes.

Song Qingchun followed Su Zhinian into the house step by step, she looked at the man's cold back, and said cautiously: "Mr. Su, dinner is ready, do you want to eat it now?" ”

"Yes." Su Zhinian answered in a nasal voice and went into the bathroom.

This is the second time that Song Qingchun has served Su Zhinian for dinner, and he is more attentive and cautious than the first time, and even the fish bones have been picked out for Su Zhinian.

After Su Zhinian finished dinner, Song Qingchun immediately handed over a tissue.

Su Zhinian wiped his mouth and glanced at Song Qingchun, who was so frightened that he immediately held his breath.

She thought that the man was going to speak, but she didn't expect him to say anything, and just stood up and left the restaurant.

Song Qingchun let out a long breath and sat down at the table.

She deliberately stretched the time for dinner and cleaning up the dining room to the longest, and it was almost ten o'clock, when she couldn't wait any longer, and then she walked into the living room.

Su Zhinian was answering the phone at the floor-to-ceiling window, he seemed to notice Song Qingchun coming out, and turned his head slightly to glance at Song Qingchun.

Song Qingchun suddenly felt a heavy pressure like a mountain, pressing on his heart.

Su Zhinian answered the phone very rarely, and almost the whole time he was "um".

Song Qingchun hoped that Su Zhinian's call could last longer, but after all, the phone would still hang up.

Su Zhinian walked to the sofa with his mobile phone, and when he was about to sit down, he suddenly glanced at Song Qingchun, and just wanted to ask her to make a cup of coffee, but before he could say a word, Song Qingchun suddenly ran upstairs.

Su Zhinian's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and then he sat on the sofa, he just turned on the TV with the remote control, and heard footsteps again.

Su Zhinian turned his head sideways and saw Song Qingchun carrying a big bag and running down from the upstairs again.