Song Qingchun grabbed the rag in his hand, and it took a lot of effort to barely find the voice: "Mr. Su, is there something wrong with you?" ”

Su Zhinian paused for a moment, and then unhurriedly moved his gaze from the yoga blanket to Song Qingchun's face: "Make a cup of coffee." ”

Then he deliberately glanced at the yoga mat before closing the gym door and leaving.

Song Qingchun breathed a sigh of relief, and was just about to raise her hand to pat her chest, when the door of the gym was suddenly pushed open again, so frightened that she hurriedly held her breath again before she could finish her breath.

"No added sugar and no creamer." Su Zhinian threw this sentence and slammed the door again.

Song Qingchun stared at the door of the gym for three minutes this time, and made sure that he really wouldn't be pushed open by Su Zhinian, so he collapsed on the floor like a collapse, patting his chest and taking two deep breaths.

Living with Su Pervert is simply too psychological, maybe one day, she will be tossed out of mental illness by him......

Song Qingchun waited until his heartbeat was stable, and immediately ran to the kitchen, made Su Zhinian a cup of unsweetened and creamer coffee as quickly as possible, and served it to the study on the second floor.

The door of the study was not closed, Su Zhinian sat at the desk for a long time, staring at the computer screen expressionlessly, and there was a male voice speaking English at length.

Song Qingchun stood at the door of the study and knocked lightly.

Su Zhinian turned his head slightly, raised his hand, clicked on the seat next to his computer, and then continued to look at the computer screen with a serious expression.

Song Qingchun put down the coffee cup lightly, then quietly turned to leave, and when Song Qingchun was about to step out of the door of the study, Su Zhinian's voice came from behind her: "Wait." ”

Song Qingchun thought that he was talking to someone in the computer, so he was sensible and helped him close the door of the study.

As soon as the door of "Song Qingchun ......" was halfway opened, Song Qingchun heard her name, she subconsciously turned her head, and heard the man's light voice, which came unhurriedly: "I want to go to bed on time at twelve o'clock, it's ...... now"

Su Zhinian turned his head sideways and glanced at the time on his wrist: "Ten o'clock, give you an hour and a half, eleven forty, I will check the results of your cleaning on time, if it is not clean, you don't have to sleep tonight." ”

No way? Also checked?

Then the wishful thinking she just made without cleaning and perfunctory things was all in vain?

Song Qingchun looked at Su Zhinian fixedly, completely dumbfounded.

Although Su Zhinian seemed to be staring at the computer screen intently and listening to the other party's speech, the corner of his eye stayed on Song Qingchun's body.

He clearly saw that the girl's face was stunned for a while, and then like a wronged little daughter-in-law, she looked at him with a sad face and pouted, and then she was about to make a reluctant "oh", so she pouted, silently brought the door and left.

After less than five minutes, Su Zhinian heard Song Qingchun's gritted teeth cursing, and it came from downstairs in a steady stream: "No humanity!" Big pervert! Lose your conscience! Dressed Beasts...... Bastard ......"

"Su perverted, Su Jie, Su silent, Su cold-blooded......"

Su Zhinian listened, and suddenly couldn't help but chuckle.

In the morning, it was still Su perverted and Su Jie, but now it has become Su perverted, Su Jie, Su silent, and Su cold-blooded......