Song Qingchun didn't sleep well, he woke up once after a while, and when he saw that Su Zhinian hadn't come back yet, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and continued to close his eyes, and he repeated this I don't know how many times, Song Qingchun heard a faint sound of cars outside.

Maybe because the emotions were too tight, Song Qingchun's ears would be driven from time to time, she opened her eyes, and when she was telling if she was having auditory hallucinations again, she saw that there were car lights shining directly on the window, and the light was strong and dazzling.

Song Qingchun was almost a conditioned reflex, the person suddenly stood up from the sofa, through the window, she saw the car slowly stopped, Su Zhinian got out of the car, shook the car door with his backhand, and walked towards the house step by step.

Song Qingchun's heart was beating faster and faster, and she stood stiffly in place, holding her breath, staring at the door without blinking.

It wasn't until Song Qingchun heard the sound of the door lock entering the code that she quickly came back to her senses and hurriedly walked to the entrance.

Before Song Qingchun could open the door, Su Zhinian had already pushed the door in.

His hair was a little messy, probably from a long time of work, he was a little tired, and the line of his chin was a little tight, making him look more aloof than usual.

Song Qingchun just glanced at Su Zhinian in a hurry, then quickly squatted down and took a pair of slippers and placed them in front of him: "Are you back?" ”

Su Zhinian changed his shoes without saying a word, let alone responding to Song Qingchun's words, he didn't even glance at her, and when she was a transparent person, she went upstairs directly.

From the time Su Zhinian entered the house to the time he returned to the bedroom, it only took a minute, but in this minute, Song Qingchun didn't know how much cold sweat broke out on his back.

Su Zhinian's return made Song Qingchun completely sleepy, she found her mobile phone from the sofa, glanced at the time, and it was already six o'clock in the morning.

Song Qingchun's mood of worrying all night relaxed in an instant.

There is still an hour to go, and it will be seven o'clock...... In other words, there was still an hour before she could stay under the same roof with him...... And in this hour, she could have used making breakfast as an excuse to avoid Su Zhinian......

Last night's dinner was still well kept in the incubator, but Song Qingchun not only recooked breakfast, but also deliberately boiled millet porridge that took a long time, and by the time breakfast was ready, it was already 6:45.

Fifteen minutes left......

Song Qingchun inked in the kitchen for another five minutes before going upstairs and knocking on the door of Su Zhinian's bedroom: "Mr. Su, breakfast is ready." ”

Su Zhinian still didn't speak, but through the door, Song Qingchun heard footsteps approaching, and then the door was opened.

Su Zhinian changed into casual loungewear, he should have just taken a bath, and the bathing aroma on his body was very strong, and the smell was very good, it was that kind of elegant fragrance.

He still didn't speak, just brushed her side and went downstairs.

Song Qingchun followed behind him, always keeping a distance.

When Su Zhinian walked to the penultimate step, he saw the pink suitcase placed against the wall, his footsteps paused slightly, and then he noticed the somewhat wrinkled sofa.

Su Zhinian's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he suddenly turned around and looked at Song Qingchun behind him.

Song Qingchun was so frightened by Su Zhinian's sudden move that his fingertips trembled, and then he saw the man pointing to a door next to his bedroom upstairs, and said in a light tone, "You live in that room." ”