Chapter 70
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After who knew how long, Su Zhinian blinked and glanced at the clock on the wall. It was already 11: 58 pm, two more minutes, and her birthday would be over.
Su Zhinian turned around to look at the sleeping Song Qingchun. His eyes blinked before he slowly lowered his head to press his lips between her brows.
Do you know … how much I want to be good to you?
But I can't, and I don't dare.
Su Zhinian's lips lingered on Song Qingchun's brows for a long time before moving away. "Tingting, happy birthday."
The moment he said that, a new day arrived.
When Song Qingchun opened her eyes, the sky outside the window was already bright.
The sky was cloudy, and it looked like it was going to snow again.
Song Qingchun glanced at the clock on the wall. It was 8 am, two hours away from work. She stretched lazily, yawned, and snuggled deeper into bed. Out of habit, she reached for the pillow beside her … but her phone was nowhere to be found.
Song Qingchun frowned. She continued to search, but she still couldn't find anything. She sat up, and when she saw the pillow was white, she was startled for a second. Then, she looked around her, and her eyes widened to their maximum.
This is not my bedroom … This is Su Zhinian's bedroom … Why am I in his bedroom?
Song Qingchun was dazed for a second before she remembered that she had waited for Qin Yinan at Beijing Hotel for the whole afternoon, and when she received Tang Nuan's message, she had drunk too much …
At this point, Song Qingchun realized in the mirror that she was wearing a man's white shirt …
After she drank too much, she had slept in Su Zhinian's bed, and she was wearing his shirt …
These realizations popped up in Song Qingchun's mind one after another. Then, as if shocked by electricity, she jumped off the bed and mumbled, "Could it be that Maniac Su slept with me when I was so drunk last night?"
Cheng Qingchong turned around again to look at Su Zhinian, who had gotten into the car before 6 pm but refused to let the driver drive. After a moment of hesitation, she asked softly, "CEO Su, are we leaving now?"
Su Zhinian, who was focusing on his work on his laptop, raised his head when he heard Cheng Qingchong's voice. He picked up the cup of coffee beside him and was about to speak when Song Qingchun's voice drifted into his ears. "Could it be that Maniac Su slept with me last night when I was drunk?"
Su Zhinian's hand shook, and the coffee spilled all over the keyboard.
Cheng Qingchong immediately pulled out a napkin and passed it to Su Zhinian.
Su Zhinian did not accept it because he was still thinking about what Song Qingchun had just said.
Was Psycho Su … talking about him?
Cheng Qingchong noticed Su Zhinian's lack of response, so she moved the laptop closer to her and started wiping it.
Su Zhinian stared at the barren tree trunk outside the car window. When he heard Song Qingchun's voice, she mumbled, "Hmm, there are no marks on my body … and it doesn't hurt down there …"
Su Zhinian frowned slightly. He knew the driver and Cheng Qingchong would not be able to hear Song Qingchun's voice, but the tip of his ears still burned.
"That man was so rough … This proves that he did not sleep with me …"
Su Zhinian could hear the relief in Song Qingchun's voice. He bit on his lips, and a trace of sadness crossed his eyes.
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