Chapter 760
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After a pause, Qin Yinan added, "… If we go to France, we can also go to Provence to see the lavender …"
When Qin Yinan said that, Song Qingchun's words to Su Zhinian echoed in her mind. "… Of course, we can also go to Provence to see the lavender …"
Song Qingchun's fingers started to tighten uncontrollably. At that moment, she was holding a dress in her hands, and the exquisite fabric started to wrinkle.
The girl who served them couldn't help but remind her, "Miss, I'm sorry, but you shouldn't grab the dress so tightly."
"Miss?"
"Miss?"
The girl called Song Qingchun several times, but there was no response. She turned to look at Qin Yinan, who was standing to the side.
Qin Yinan walked over and reached out to grab Song Qingchun's wrist. He gently pulled the dress away from her grasp. "Song Song?"
Song Qingchun came to with a start. She looked at Qin Yinan and realized she had lost her composure. She smiled apologetically and said, "I'm fine." Before Qin Yinan could say anything, she turned around to look at the next dress. As she did so, she answered Qin Yinan's earlier question, "Rome, then."
Qin Yinan was startled for a moment before realizing Song Qingchun was referring to a honeymoon. Rome?
In his memory, Song Qingchun didn't like Rome. Why would she choose this place?
Qin Yinan looked at Song Qingchun with confusion. "I thought you didn't like Rome?"
"Yes, I didn't like it …" Song Qingchun picked up a white diamond-studded dress and raised it before her. She compared it with the mirror and said lightly, "… But, didn't you like it?"
"Me?" Qin Yinan chuckled. He picked up a suit that matched Song Qingchun's dress and compared it with his own. "When did I say I liked Rome? How come I don't remember that? "
Song Qingchun placed the white dress back on the rack. She glanced at Qin Yinan out of the corner of her eyes and picked up another dress without giving it much thought. She said, "Brother Yinan, why are you acting like you've lost your memory? When we first met, you told me more than once that you liked Rome."
Song Qingchun thought the dress in her hands was not bad, so she signaled for the girl to try it on.
Qin Yinan had the girl grab a matching outfit and followed Song Qingchun. "Song Song, what kind of email are you talking about? When did I send you an email? "
Song Qingchun, who was about to enter the changing room, stopped.
Before she turned around, she heard Qin Yinan say, "How come I don't have any recollection of that?"
The words that Song Qingchun was about to say got stuck in her throat. She stared at the confused Qin Yinan for a moment to make sure he was not lying, and her heart skipped a beat. She frowned and said, "When you first joined the military, we would exchange emails every once in a while …"
Qin Yinan still had that puzzled look on his face.
Song Qingchun's frown deepened, and an indescribable feeling crawled all over her back. She swallowed and continued. "It's that email number, it's 7107207@qq.com."
PS: This is my email, please don't send me harassing emails! Thank you all!
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