Who is she talking to?

Su Zhinian frowned, staggered into her shoes, and staggered into the living room, only to see her holding a mobile phone in her hand.

I was on the phone...... Su Zhinian's slow brain didn't even think to wonder who Song Qingchun was talking to, he already knew who was calling her.

"Brother Yinan, you have drunk so much wine, let's not talk, let's rest early."

Su Zhinian's body stiffened, and his footsteps suddenly froze in place.

South of Qin...... It turned out that she was talking to Qin Yinan on the phone...... She refused to take his ride, just so that she could send Qin Yinan home, she took care of Qin Yinan safely, returned to his villa, and was still talking to him on the phone......

A fire rushed up from the bottom of Su Zhinian's heart, burning with a strong sour and astringent.

He looked at Song Qingchun fixedly, and saw a warm and soft smile blooming on her face, and her tone was sweet, glutinous, and coquettish: "I know, Brother Yinan, I'm going to sleep too......"

Su Zhinian's fist clenched suddenly, and he felt a certain part of his left chest hurt and swelled, as if it would burst at any time, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

He stared at her flowery smile, his eyes narrowed sharply, and the hand that controlled her holding the phone suddenly let go.

"Well...... Goodbye, Brother Enan...... Late ......" Song Qingchun was just about to say the last word "An" in a low tone, and the hand holding the mobile phone suddenly opened, and the mobile phone fell straight from her palm and slammed it on the marble floor.

Soon, Song Qingchun blinked her eyes and came back to her senses, she first glanced at the empty palm in confusion, and then lowered her head, seeing that the mobile phone screen was completely shattered, and the connected phone had been dropped and hung up.

Did her hands just tremble? Dropped your phone on the ground?

Song Qingchun frowned, and when he bent down to pick up his mobile phone, the corner of his eye swept behind him, and he didn't know when a person was standing.

Song Qingchun's whole body hit a fierce spirit, and then he turned around suddenly, and saw Su Zhinian standing about half a meter away in front of him with his lips tensed.

When did he come home? Standing behind her without saying a word, it was almost terrifying......

Song Qingchun took a deep breath before he stabilized his mind, and then he noticed that Su Zhinian's face was very ugly, and his gaze staring at her was not at all warm, and it was cold and scary.

Song Qingchun instinctively swallowed a mouthful of saliva, she tried hard to suppress the tension rising in her heart, gently pulled her lips at Su Zhinian, opened her mouth cautiously, and said hello: "Mr. Su, are you back?" ”

Su Zhinian ignored her, staring at her without blinking.

When he ate with her in the evening, he was fine, why did it become like this now?

Song Qingchun's heart was up and down by Su Zhinian, she subconsciously clenched her fists, smiled at him reluctantly, and said, "Mr. Su, do you want to drink something?" ”

Su Zhinian still didn't react, but Song Qingchun obviously felt that his pupils were contracting rapidly, and a fierce aura hit her, causing her breathing to tense suddenly, and the next tone of her voice trembled slightly: "Why don't you take a shower first?" I'm going to put hot water for you? ”