Su Mu nodded when she saw Su Zhinian nodded, "Is that the girl you like?"

Su Zhinian said "hum" in a soft voice, and then clicked on the message "I love you" sent by Song Qingchun. He pressed for a while, and the words "Delete" appeared on it.

This is just a joke, delete it...

Su Zhinian raised her fingertips and paused at the word "delete" for a while, but finally did not click on it.

Keep a memorial, even if it's just a joke.

It turns out that her son has a favorite girl...Mother Su couldn't help but smile: "A Nian, you have a favorite girl, why haven't you mentioned it to your mother? If you like it, take it home to your mother. Look at it?"

The more he talked about the topic of marriage and marriage, the more heavy Su Zhinian's mood was, and he slowly put away his phone, and said in a tepid tone: "Let's talk again."

"What is it to say? If you like it, then marry home. You can rest assured that no matter what the girl is, as long as you like it, mother has no opinion..."

As long as he likes, she has no opinion? Is that any girl except Song Qingchun? If he really brought Song Qingchun back home, she might be the first person to stand up and refuse...

Su Zhinian silently pursed the corner of her lips, lowered her eyelids, and covered the bleakness of her eyes.

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In the evening, after meeting with Song Zhinian and Song Zhinian, they squeezed their emotions very well. Every move, every action, and deeds were the same as before. They were naturally calm and could not find any signs of liking him from her.

When watching the movie, Song Qingchun only watched the plot for 20 minutes. Later, all her attention was placed on Su Zhinian sitting next to her. She seemed to be staring at the big screen, in fact, the afterglow of her eyes. She has been looking at his bright and beautiful profile, and even afterwards, she began to wander too vain, thinking all about the beautiful picture of herself and Su Zhinian together.

Even so, in the face of Su Zhinian, Song Qingchun didn't show any gaffes and panic, and kept dripping away her thoughts.

Even when the movie came to an end, Song Qingchun, who didn't know what the plot was, smiled at Su Zhinian and praised the movie.

It was half past eleven at night out of the cinema.

Only half an hour left before Su Zhinian’s birthday passed. Song Qingchun had already made arrangements before he came to the movie, so after getting in Su Zhinian’s car, he pointed to the front of the cinema not far away A 24-hour tea restaurant said: "Shall we go there for supper?"

Su Zhinian nodded without any objection, then slowed down and slowly parked the car on the roadside in front of the tea restaurant.

The layout of the tea restaurant is very elegant. There are many green plants in it. Even the lights hanging from the ceiling use the light from the flower pots.

The tea restaurant is very big, but there are not many customers. There are only three or two tables in the entrance area, chatting a few words in a low voice.

On the stage in the middle of the tea restaurant, there was a young woman holding a guitar and singing a low, gentle song.

The atmosphere of the whole tea restaurant is cool and cool.

Song Qingchun and Su Zhinian picked one of the innermost positions and sat down face to face.