Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

It took a lot of effort to get Su Zhinian onto the bed in his bedroom.

She ripped off his coat and covered him with a quilt. When she was about to leave, she grabbed her wrist.

Then... then she was pulled to the bed by him and pressed under her.

Eyelashes tremble when I think of Song Qingchun here.

Even after so many years, she still clearly remembered how she was crying and begging Su Zhinian to let her go.

She cried her voice dumb, but he didn't hear her pleading, and shredded her clothes rudely.

In fact, she struggled very hard that night, her nails all pinched blood from his shoulder...

That night, she was a bit fragmented, maybe her emotions were too excited at that time, and she ignored some things.

She didn't remember how he had invaded her, she only remembered that she was bullied by him after all.

She hurts, but she is even more desperate.

At that moment, she lost all her voice, letting him bully with silence.

When he finally let her go, she escaped his room without any stay.

She returned to her bedroom and took a full hour of bathing. She crouched under the shower and cried heartbroken.

At that time, she was only 18 years old...She had never had a relationship, she had not held hands with a man, her first kiss was still...She liked Qin Yinan so much, she never dared to think about Qin These things happened to the south...but she happened with Su Zhinian...

Song Qingchun thought of this, and no longer dared to continue to think about it. She raised her hand and touched her face, and found that she did not know when tears rolled down.

She hurriedly wiped the tissues, wiped her face, then picked up her phone and glanced at the time, it was already six o'clock in the afternoon.

It was only an hour from seven o'clock, and she should go to Su Zhinian's villa...

Song Qingchun calmed her emotions and went to the bathroom to wash her face before dragging the suitcase down the stairs.

She didn't drive and walked out of the community directly, stopping a taxi on the roadside.

The road at night peak is somewhat congested, and it takes about fifteen minutes to travel in Rio on weekdays, and it takes almost fifty minutes to arrive.

Song Qingchun dragged the suitcase to the door of Su Zhinian's villa. She took out her mobile phone, entered the password to the six numbers he sent in the morning, then pushed open the door and walked in.

Su Zhinian was not at home, Song Qingchun didn't know where he would let himself live, so he put the suitcase casually in a side position.

Su Zhinian said that in this hundred days, she must be responsible for his food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Song Qingchun first prepared dinner. During her busy time, her mood was fairly stable, but when she was busy, she thought that Su Zhinian might come back at any time, and her heart could not help but start to tighten.

Song Qingchun sat on the sofa in the living room, paying attention to the sound of the car outside.

She felt like herself at this time, just like fish on the chopping board, waiting for Su Zhinian's massacre.

The time passed by one minute and one second to eleven o'clock in the evening, Su Zhinian had not yet appeared, Song Qingchun sat for a long time, and was a little tired. He simply lay on the sofa and lay down, falling into a sleep. in.

Song Qingchun didn't sleep soundly. After a while, she woke up once. When she saw that Su Zhinian hadn't come back, she sighed in relief and continued to close her eyes. After so many times, she didn't know how many times. The sound of the car came...