Chapter 927: 99 Blessings (7)
The tree lamp above his head, the color is constantly changing, on his white shirt, there are various colors of brilliance, and his jade tree posture facing the wind is more and more dazzling.
Song Qingchun, I hope you can see Su Zhinian when you look back.
And sure enough, she saw him......
What a good wish, what a wonderful fulfillment.
The tears that Song Qingchun's eyes finally stopped were once again cut off.
At that moment, no matter how beautiful the scenery around him was, it couldn't match the handsome man standing under the tree lamp at this time.
There was a long distance between him and her, and she couldn't see the look on his face clearly, but she could feel his gaze, staring at her fixedly.
She took a few sharp steps forward, stopping when she could see his face clearly.
She raised her tearful face, but smiled toothily at him.
He stared at her, not moving.
There were constantly passers-by passing in front of him and her, and they were just looking at each other quietly through the crowd.
Her tears fell more fiercely, and her smile became brighter.
He was finally infected by her smile, and his eyebrows and eyes became a little warm.
She had been standing there for a long time, but suddenly she raised her foot again and ran towards him.
He saw her coming, followed the body that stood up straight and leaned against the trunk of the tree, and stopped in place until she stood half a meter away in front of him with a slightly unsteady breath, he spoke, and his voice was quiet and pleasant: "Tingting, you are so powerful, you can make people all over the world send you blessings." ”
This is the strong words she just said to him, but now she has been praised by him for learning well.
Song Qingchun was amused and laughed out loud, and she nodded at him with a look of approval: "Yes, I'm really amazing!" ”
Then, her tears, as if she didn't want money, smashed down one after another.
She had already guessed that it had something to do with him when she had given her blessings to passers-by less than a third of the time.
At this time, when he told her in such a joking tone, she was still impressed by the sturdiness.
Ninety-nine people, a whole ninety-nine different faces, came up to her and blessed her, and none of those blessings were repeated.
So, he came up with it all by himself, word for word.
An indescribable emotion surged in her chest, and this emotion prompted her, despite the presence of so many people around her, to jump into his arms directly, stand on tiptoe, and take the initiative to kiss him.
Her lips, as soon as they were pressed against his, were pulled away from him by him.
Song Qingchun, who was rejected for a kiss, looked at Su Zhinian in surprise.
The warm expression on the man's face became very serious at some point, and his dark and deep eyes stared at her tightly, as if he was hesitating about something, and after a long time, he whispered: "Tingting, are you afraid of me?" ”
A layer of incomprehension appeared in Song Qingchun's eyes.
"Or, do you hate me?" After a pause, Su Zhinian explained: "Those superpowers of mine. ”
Song Qingchun, who heard the explanation, blinked his eyes, and finally understood what Su Zhinian inexplicably meant.
Just, why should she be afraid of him? And why hate him?
Superpowers are such a cool thing, it's too late for her to be proud, how can she be afraid of him and disgusted with him because of this?
The most important thing is that this afternoon's shopping made her happy......