Chapter 837 Hug (7)

Song Qingchun, who had his head hanging down, was stunned for a moment, then slowly raised his head and looked at Su Zhinian carefully bit by bit.

Her cute and cute little appearance made Su Zhinian's eyebrows and eyes turn into a smile. He put the hand on her head and couldn't help but rub her long hair: "Okay, I've said it. After such a long time, I must be starving, shall we eat first?”

Song Qingchun stared at Su Zhinian's extraordinary handsome face, blinked twice but said nothing.

Just when Su Zhinian listened to Song Qingchun's words, he heard her stomach growling. Although he used a questioning tone, after he finished speaking, he turned around and prepared to call the waiter to come in. vegetable.

But before he could speak, Song Qingchun stretched out her hand, grabbed his cuff, and asked with some uncertainty: "Are you really not angry?"

Su Zhinian tilted his head slightly, and saw a hint of uneasiness in the girl's clear and dark eyes.

It seems that if she doesn't make it clear, she won't be able to eat with peace of mind.

Su Zhinian was silent for a moment, gave up the idea of ​​calling the waiter in, turned around, stared into her eyes and said, "Tingting, I'm really not angry."

Su Zhinian said, raised his hand and smoothed Song Qingchun's long hair: "I was a little sad. When you said that you called me Zhinian to make others think that we have a good relationship, but... I'm just a little sad and disappointed, not to the point of being angry."

Su Zhinian spoke sincerely, but Song Qingchun still had pure uneasiness in her eyes. She bit her lip and thought for a while, then whispered: "Are you really not angry?"

"Really not."

After all, she still lacked confidence. While circling the table with her fingertips, she asked again: "You lied to me that I am a puppy?"

It was obviously a very childish remark, but Su Zhinian couldn't laugh anymore. He bent his legs slightly to keep himself at the same height as hers. He looked straight into her eyes: "Tingting, I'll say it again. For once, I really wasn’t angry.”

"On the contrary, your current appearance makes me feel a little uncomfortable."

Su Zhinian was silent for a while, then suddenly spoke, calling instead of Tingting, "Song Qingchun."

His tone, with its rare seriousness, made Song Qingchun's heart rise to his throat.

He stared into her eyes and spoke slowly, his tone was extremely serious, as if he was swearing, and extremely solemn: "I keep you by my side because I want you to live a better life, not to make your life worse. Tired, although I am very happy that you care about me, but I hope more that you can do whatever makes you happy."

I keep you by my side to make your life better, not to make your life more tiring.

A simple sentence penetrated the softest part of Song Qingchun's left chest. The corners of her eyes suddenly became a little moist. Many words passed through her mind and she wanted to tell him, but in the end she melted. He said: "Hug."

As Song Qingchun said this, he raised his head towards Su Zhinian and opened his arms.

Su Zhinian reached out his hand without any pause, leaned forward and embraced her into his arms.

A simple hug brought the two people closer, and the atmosphere in the room became warm.

Song Qingchun, who was nestled in Su Zhinian's arms, suddenly raised his head as if he had thought of something, leaned close to Su Zhinian's ear, and called out softly and softly: "Zhinian."