Chapter 605
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Song Qingchun fell into a deep sleep. When she woke up, it was already the afternoon of the next day.
The hangover caused her head to ache so badly that when she opened her eyes, her mind was completely blank.
Out of habit, she hugged the blanket and tried to stay in bed for a while. However, a light and familiar scent wafted into her nose. She furrowed her brows and noticed that the bedsheets weren't the light pink she usually used, but dark blue.
This is obviously a man's style …
Song Qingchun woke up like she had just been hit in the head with a stick. She sat up in bed and looked around. She realized she was in Su Zhinian's bedroom.
Why am I in his home?
Song Qingchun frowned. Before she could figure out what was going on, the bedroom door was pushed open, and Su Zhinian, in a white casual outfit, walked in with a few clothes in his hands.
Song Qingchun recognized them as her clothes from yesterday. She lowered her head subconsciously to look at her chest and realized she was wearing Su Zhinian's shirt.
My God, what is going on? When she woke up, not only was she in his bed, but she was also wearing his shirt? Moreover, she had no recollection of when she had taken off her clothes and changed into his shirt.
The more Song Qingchun thought about it, the more pained her head became.
Su Zhinian stopped about one meter away from the bed. He tossed her clothes onto the bed and said softly, "Since you're awake, wash up and come downstairs for lunch."
Then, he turned and left the bedroom without waiting for her to respond.
As the bedroom door closed, Song Qingchun once again tried to figure out what was going on. She slowly got out of bed and walked to the bathroom.
Song Qingchun walked to the sink and saw a brand new toothbrush and mouthwash cup beside the faucet. She knew they were meant for her by Su Zhinian, so she picked them up and squeezed some toothpaste on the toothbrush and water to rinse her mouth.
Song Qingchun brushed her teeth twice and raised her head to look at the mirror before her. Then, her eyes widened to their maximum.
How could the mirror reflect itself? The one-meter-wide mirror was densely covered with lipstick.
Even the white wall next to her was smeared with lipstick.
Song Qingchun could not have been more familiar with the color of the lipstick; it was the one she carried with her every day.
Song Qingchun stared at the toothbrush in her mouth for a long time before lowering her head to look around. She found the empty tube of Chanel lipstick in the trashcan.
Song Qingchun blinked several times before she recovered from the shock and turned to look at the words on the mirror.
"Su Zhinian is a big jerk", "Su Zhinian is a bastard", "Su Zhinian is a big jerk" …
Song Qingchun could not have been more familiar with these words; they were her handwriting.
The toothbrush in Song Qingchun's mouth fell into the basin with a thud.
She stared at the curses in a daze. It took a lot of effort to calm herself down. She lowered her head and picked up her toothbrush, rinsed it, squeezed some toothpaste, and stuffed it into her mouth. As she brushed her teeth, she continued to stare at the words in the mirror.
"Su Zhinian likes Song Qingchun", "Song Qingchun loves Su Zhinian the most", "Su Zhinian and Song Qingchun love each other forever" …
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