Chapter 249 Starting From the First Meeting and Ending at the End of Life (9)

The heating was turned on in the room, and she covered herself tightly again. Her little face was flushed from the heat, and there were still a few drops of sweat hanging on her smooth and white forehead. Her mouth was slightly open, and her breath was like blue.

Su Zhinian, who originally wanted to just lift the quilt and expose her head, was immediately fascinated by it.

He couldn't help but raise his hand and gently touch her little face. His movements were very careful, as if he were protecting a fragile and priceless treasure.

He blinked slowly, lowered his head slowly, and pressed his beautiful thin lips gently on her eyebrows.

The moment their lips and muscles touched, his face was filled with care and tenderness, and even the breath that filled his body became as tender as water.

His lips only stayed on her eyebrows for a few seconds, but those seconds seemed as long as a lifetime, draining all his warmth.

His hand was still clasped by her ear. He stared at her sleeping face. All the cells in his body seemed to be telling her the love words that had been hidden in his heart for many years. After a long time, he gently touched her. She touched her long hair and said softly: "Good night."

In her sleep, she didn't know whether she heard it or not. The corners of her lips raised a slight arc.

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When Song Qingchun woke up again, the bright sunshine shone brightly on the bed through the wide floor-to-ceiling windows.

After a good sleep, Song Qingchun felt comfortable and lazy all over. She stretched her body in the warm quilt, and then accidentally kicked a hard object with her foot. She was stunned for a moment, turned her head and saw a stunning sight. The picture of time.

The exquisite and picturesque man is still sleeping with his eyes closed.

His entire face was bathed in the sun, his thick eyelashes cast beautiful shadows in the eye sockets, his indifferent lips closed in a soft arc, and his skin was smooth and delicate, as if it had been post-produced and could not be found. Any flaws.

He was calm and dazzling like this, which made Song Qingchun feel nervous and breathless.

What kind of face is this? Even though she has seen it many times, she still can't help but sigh at an inadvertent moment!

Even she herself couldn't remember how many times she found fault with him while staring at his face.

Even though she was reluctant, she had to admit that she had spent all her harshness in her life and never found any flaws on his face.

This face of his is simply perfect, as if it exists only in myths.

As Song Qingchun watched, she began to feel a little dizzy. She felt that the picture in front of her was very unreal, like an illusory dream she had had.

She couldn't help but raise her hand and touch the man's face. The warm touch made her heart skip a beat.

She hurriedly retracted her fingers, stared at his dazzling sleeping face, and couldn't help pouting.

Su is perverted, he is obviously a man, how can he be more beautiful than a woman?

Abnormal Su should stop calling him Su Zhinian and change his name to Su Meiren!

Song Qingchun had always nicknamed Su Zhinian and complained about him like this, but today she couldn't explain why. After doing this as usual, she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

She frowned, tilted her head and stared at him. She filtered what she had just been thinking several times, and then she realized that the problem lay in the words "Su pervert".