A resurgence... Donnon's sentence is a mistake in itself.

Before he and Song Qingchun could burn, they were completely wiped out by a secret he discovered, so why did they talk about resurgence?

Between him and her, he has always been wishful thinking alone.

Tang Nuo waited for a long time, did not hear any movement, could not help but looked at Su Zhinian through the rearview mirror, and saw the man with his head on his side, against the window, and the deep and deep pain in his eyes seemed to be impossible to open late at night .

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The Capital City Club was rebuilt in the past few years, and the surrounding land was bought to build a small independent villa.

South of Qin booked Villa No. 8, when Song Qingchun arrived, it was not yet half past eight, but many people had already gathered in the villa.

Song Qingchun and Qin Yinan grew up together, and Qin Yinan and Song Cheng were not classmates all the way, so almost all the people invited by Qin Nan tonight knew Song Qingchun. Everyone watched her come in and greeted her one after another. .

Song Qingchun took off her winter clothes, put them in a storage box, and then stood in the corner, looking towards the crowd.

Qin Yinan spent three years in the army, and he stood much straighter than ordinary people, so Song Qingjun found him in the crowd at a glance.

He wore a black suit and held a tall glass in his hand. He was chatting with people with a smile on his face. When others were talking, his expression looked very focused, and sometimes nodded in coordination.

That kind of south Qin looked very gentle, and the warm crystal lights sprinkled quietly on his body, making him feel warm and soft.

Song Qingqing, who had already been put down, still looked at it for a while, then lowered his eyes and adjusted his emotions. From the waiter in the side, he received a glass of red wine, stepped on high heels, and walked towards South Qin. In the past.

"Yinan Brother." Song Qingchun stopped at about two meters from Qin Yinan's side, and called his name with a shallow voice.

Qin Yinan turned his head to see Song Qingchun and immediately grinned at her. Then he turned his head and whispered sorry to the person he was talking with, clinking and drinking a sip of wine. Head, came towards Song Qingchun.

Qin Yinan and Song Qingchun touched their glasses and continued to drink together, shouting her name aloud: "Song Song."

Song Qingchun smiled and raised the glass. She hadn't had time to drink yet. Qin Yinan held out her hand to stop her. The voice of her mouth was the same as before, with a trace of discipline: "You are not allowed to drink."

Saying that, Qin Yinan took away the goblet from Song Qingchun's hand, waved at the waiter not far away, and then took a glass of juice from the tray brought by the waiter and stuffed it into Song Qingnian's hand : "You drink this."

When Qin Yinan just took away Song Qingchun's goblet, her hand touched her fingertips. Song Qingchun seemed to be electrocuted, and her heart shook violently for a few times, until Qin Yinan handed the juice to her. After recovering, some dissatisfied opened his mouth and said: "Enan brother, I am not a child anymore, and I can drink."

"That won't work either. The wine is too ice, which is not good for the stomach." Qin Yinan's words are still gentle, but his expression is stiff, like adults training children again.

Song Qingchun pouted and took it reluctantly, taking a sip.

Qin Yinan smiled again on his face: "This is good."