Chapter 456 Her Proactive Approach (6)

Song Qingchun was stunned for a moment before he noticed that the skirt on his body was so dirty that it was hard to see.

No wonder so many people looked at her sideways when she went to the supermarket to buy things...

Song Qingchun blushed, took the T-shirt from Su Zhinian's hand, lowered his head and said "hmm", turned around and stepped on the stairs, running upstairs.

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When Song Qingchun moved out of Su Zhinian's house, he took almost all his clothes with him. Su Zhinian went upstairs to search for a long time before he found the largest T-shirt. However, no matter how big it was, it would be too big to wear on Song Qingchun. It just barely covered her buttocks.

Song Qingchun stood in front of the bathroom mirror and pulled it down several times before slowly walking downstairs.

Su Zhinian crossed his legs and sat leisurely on the sofa while watching TV. Hearing her footsteps, he raised his head inertly and glanced at her body. Then his eyes were glued to her exposed legs. On his long, fair and slender legs, after a while, he forced himself to look back, stood up without saying a word, and walked into the restaurant first.

Su Zhinian and Song Qingchun were still sitting in their original seats.

Probably out of habit, Song Qingchun served Su Zhinian soup, handed him chopsticks, and served him rice.

There was never any conversation between the two people at the dinner table. They were eating their own meals in silence. However, they would look at each other from time to time. But when he looked at her, she was lowering her head to eat. When I looked at him, he was drinking soup with his eyebrows lowered.

This scene is very similar to the scene when she was responsible for his food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Except for the occasional crisp sound of chopsticks hitting a porcelain bowl, the entire restaurant was exceptionally quiet. However, the atmosphere was not as awkward as when Su Zhinian's bedroom was quiet at noon. Instead, there was a touch of warmth and beauty.

After dinner, Song Qingchun naturally started clearing the table as usual.

Su Zhinian was originally helping, but when he was wiping the table with a rag, he inadvertently raised his head through the open door of the restaurant and saw Song Qingchun standing in front of the sink.

She was half-bent, her T-shirt had been moved up a lot, and her buttocks was looming.

He stared at that picture for a while before he realized what he was doing, and a light blush quickly appeared on his fair face.

He hurriedly closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, he clearly forced himself not to look in that direction, but his eyes kept looking somewhere, looking and looking, with an indescribable impulse and heat. , began to roll rapidly inside his body, making his breathing become a little heavier. He was afraid that he would really go crazy if he stayed any longer, so he simply put down the rag, turned around and left the restaurant.

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It was already half past seven when Song Qingchun came out of the restaurant.

The TV in the living room was on and a Jiaduobao advertisement was playing, but Su Zhinian was not there.

He stayed with her for dinner, but she no longer lived in his villa. At this time, she should say goodbye and leave.

Song Qingchun stood in the living room for a moment, then slowly walked upstairs.

Su Zhinian's bedroom door was open and no one was inside. Song Qingchun went directly to the study.

Before reaching the door of the study, Song Qingchun heard Su Zhinian's low voice coming from inside.

This scene is all too familiar...

When she used to live in his villa, she would hear him talking on the phone about work almost every night.