Chapter 7 The Tsundere God Lives in My House (7)

Su Zhinian went straight into the bathroom without saying a word.

Only then did Song Qingchun secretly heave a sigh of relief. Perhaps it was because his mother was there this time that he didn't send her out.

After washing his hands, Su Zhinian stepped into the dining room. His mother and Song Qingchun were already seated. The two of them were talking about something, with smiles on their faces. Obviously a little restrained.

Su Zhinian casually pulled out a chair and sat down. His mother immediately handed him a bowl of soup, pointing to the two dishes on the table, and said, "This soup and these two dishes are made by youth. of it."

Su Zhinian took the soup bowl, didn't drink it, but put it on the table beside him, then picked up the chopsticks, picked up a dish made by Su's mother and ate it.

At the dinner table, Su's mother chatted with Su Zhinian and Song Qingchun for a while, and the atmosphere was not awkward. It was only halfway through the meal that Song Qingchun realized that Su Zhinian didn't drink the soup and made it himself He didn't eat those two dishes either. From the beginning to the end, he just ate the two dishes made by Su's mother.

Su's mother seemed to have noticed this problem too, and asked Su Zhinian why he didn't drink soup. Seeing that his son didn't respond, she picked up a piece of Song Qingchun's pork ribs and put it in Su Zhinian's bowl: " The ribs made by youth, try it, it’s not bad.”

Su Zhinian nodded indifferently, and continued to eat gracefully and calmly, but when he finished eating, Song Qingchun clearly saw that only the spare rib that Su's mother gave him was left intact in his bowl Su Zhinian seemed to have noticed that Song Qingchun was looking at him. He tilted his head slightly and met her gaze. The ribs went in the trash.

Su Zhinian stood up and walked out of the restaurant indifferently.

Song Qingchun stared at the rib in the trash can, and grabbed the skirt of his shirt with a little force.

He said... Let her never appear in front of him in her whole life.

Now that she appeared in front of him, he still has a thousand and ten thousand ways to draw boundaries with her.

What Song Qingchun originally thought was that after dinner, Su Zhinian went back to the bedroom, and when she was alone, she went to have a good talk with him.

She thought that with Su's mother around, he would always listen to her patiently.

However, Su Zhinian seemed to know what was going on in her heart. After dinner, she actually sat in the living room watching TV with Su's mother.

Time passed slowly, and it was nine o'clock in the evening, and Song Qingchun knew that he should ask to leave.

But it was so hard for her to meet Su Zhinian, and she was really unwilling to waste the opportunity like this.

Song Qingchun struggled for a while, and was about to ask Su Zhinian if he had time, and if he could talk to him, Su Zhinian suddenly held up his mobile phone, went to the balcony and answered the call.

Su Zhinian made a very long call, and at half past ten, there was still no sign of hanging up.

Su's mother was obviously sleepy. Even if Song Qingchun was unwilling, she still had the cheek to hang on, so she proposed to leave a little bit disappointed: "Aunt Su, it's getting late, I have to go."

"It's not safe for a girl to go back to the city. Zhinian is going back to the city too. Wait a little longer and let him drive you back together..." Su's mother hadn't finished speaking when Su Zhinian who answered the phone suddenly He turned his head, clutched the receiver of the mobile phone, and said lukewarmly: "I'm not going back to the city tonight."