Chapter 698: From a Height of 80 Meters, He Fell with Her (8)

Su Zhinian squinted his eyes, staring at the thin long down jacket Song Qingchun was wearing, and then looking at the howling wind, and suddenly an idea flashed...

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The dark shadow was against the light, and Song Qingchun couldn't see his face clearly.

She tried hard to see clearly, but the bright sunshine was too dazzling, and all that fell into her eyes were circles of faint halos.

In that halo, Song Qingchun vaguely saw Su Zhinian's alluring face that turned all living beings upside down.

Was this the dream she had before she died?

Song Qingchun looked at it, and subconsciously wanted to reach out her hand and touch Su Zhinian's cheek. However, as soon as her fingertips moved, her eyes suddenly became a little distracted. The finger that she originally wanted to stretch forward, Suddenly it turned into unzipping clothes.

The howling wind instantly filled her down jacket, filling it with air like a balloon.

Her down jacket was big enough, and although it couldn't be compared to a parachute, the resistance from the open clothes still slowed down her fall.

The distance between him and her became closer and closer. When he fell to the same height as her, he reached out his hand with quick reaction and grabbed her wrist in time.

At the same time, her brain, which had just been controlled by him, also woke up. Her expression seemed a little dazed. She first glanced at her grabbed wrist, and when she saw the watch on his arm, His expression visibly stiffened.

The contact between his skin and hers allowed him to clearly read her innermost thoughts: Am I dreaming? Why did there suddenly appear someone beside him, and this person was wearing the same watch as him...

Before she could finish her thoughts, Su Zhinian grabbed her wrist, used a little force to pull her whole body into his arms, raised his other hand, and wrapped it around her. waist.

His movement made her whole body tremble slightly. Her long and curly eyelashes were like butterfly wings, shaking for a while before slowly opening them.

As she slowly opened her eyes, Su Zhinian's shocking and peerless face came into her eyes bit by bit.

Perfect chin, thin lips, strong nose, beautiful deep eye sockets, eyebrows like a painting...

The bright and bright sunshine happened to hit the back of his head, casting a faint golden light around his body, making his unique and delicate facial features even more outstanding.

The scene in front of him was so beautiful, as beautiful as an illusion. Song Qingchun subconsciously held his breath, stared deeply at Su Zhinian, and calmed down.

She must be dreaming...definitely dreaming...

Song Qingchun thought that he would fall to pieces later, and looked at Su Zhinian with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

Amidst the rapid falling feeling, she slowly stretched out her hand towards his cheek.

Her fingertips were not missing, the touch was warm and soft...

Song Qingchun frowned slightly, and moved her fingers quickly on Su Zhinian's face. When she touched his lips, she clearly felt his warm breath spraying on the back of her hand. On the upper body, numbness and slight itching.

Song Qingchun's hands trembled, as if she realized something, and her eyes met Su Zhinian's again.

She clearly saw the reflection of her face from his deep and beautiful eyes.