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Chapter 249

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The heater was turned on in the room, and she covered herself up tightly. Her face was flushed from the heat, and there were several drops of sweat on her fair forehead. Her lips were slightly open, and her breath was like the scent of orchids.

Su Zhinian, who only wanted to pull back the cover to reveal her face, was instantly mesmerized.

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

He slowly blinked his eyes and slowly lowered his head. His beautiful thin lips gently pressed against her brows.

When their lips touched, his face was filled with tenderness and love. Even the aura that radiated from his body became as gentle as water.

His lips only stayed on her forehead for several seconds, but those few seconds felt as long as a lifetime, and it was filled with all the warmth he could muster.

His hand was still cupped around her ear. He stared at her sleeping face, and every cell in his body seemed to be saying the words of love that had been buried in his heart for many years. After a long time, he caressed her long hair and said softly, "Good night."

It was hard to tell whether she heard it or not in her sleep, but her lips curved into a smile.



When Song Qingchun woke up again, the sun was shining through the floor-to-ceiling window, bathing the bed in a beautiful glow.

Song Qingchun's body was relaxed and relaxed after a good night's sleep. She stretched her body in the warm bed when her feet accidentally tripped on something hard. She was startled, turned her head around, and saw a beautiful scene.

The man was still asleep with his eyes closed.

His entire face was bathed in the sunlight. His thick and dense eyelashes cast a beautiful shadow on his eyes. His indifferent lips were closed in a soft arc. His skin was smooth and delicate, as if it had gone through post-production. There were no flaws to be found on it.

The man in this state was quiet and dazzling, and it made Song Qingchun's breath catch in her throat.

What kind of face was this? Even though she had seen it many times, she still couldn't help but sigh when she wasn't paying attention.

She couldn't even remember how many times she had found fault with him while staring at his face.

No matter how unwilling she was, she had to admit that she had never been able to find the slightest flaw in his face despite all her efforts.

His face was so perfect that it could only be found in myths.

As Song Qingchun watched on, her mind started to wander. She felt like the scene before her was too surreal, like she was having a dream.

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 finger and stared at his dazzling sleeping face. She couldn't help but pout.

Pervert Su, you're obviously a man. How can you be prettier than a woman?

Maniac Su, why don't you change your name to Beauty Su instead of Su Zhinian?

Song Qingchun had come up with this nickname for Su Zhinian many times in her mind, but for some reason, when she did it that day, for some reason, she felt a sense of discomfort in her heart.

She frowned and tilted her head to the side to stare at him. She went through the thoughts in her mind several times before she realized the problem was the name 'Maniac Su'.

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