Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

Su Zhinian stopped speaking, not speaking.

The strange female voice waited for a moment before continuing: "The owner is drunk, there is only one person in our restaurant..."

Su Zhinian frowned fiercely, and didn't wait for the unfamiliar female voice to finish talking, so she walked to the hanger beside her, picked up her coat, and walked out of the office door.

"...So, can you trouble you or find some friends the owner knows, come here to pick her up?"

Su Zhinian, who had stepped into the elevator, almost spoke at the second when the female voice was settled. He was obviously anxious, but his tone of voice was a little annoying: "Which restaurant?"

"Beijing Hotel..." Before the strange female voice was finished, Su Zhinian cut the phone directly, then glanced at Cheng Qingchun who was standing outside the elevator, and said "cancellation" while pressing the elevator Close button.

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Su Zhinian rushed to the Beijing Hotel, and before he opened the door of the box, he heard Song Qingnui crying and howling.

"I just can't open my mouth to let him know that I will take care of you and make you laugh, how important you are to me, I regret not letting you know..."

Su Zhinian's eyebrows moved, and the hand on the door of the box stopped for a while before pushing the door open, and then saw Song Qingchun's hair disheveled, sitting on the ground with no image, clutching a high heel as a microphone . Closing his eyes, he roared with exhausted expression: "I can't open my mouth to let him know. It's that simple sentence, I can't..."

Su Zhinian unconsciously wanted to turn around and walk away. He held the door and took a deep breath before stepping in. Then he accidentally stepped on a hard object. He recovered his foot and lowered his head to see It was a lipstick, and Su Zhinian noticed that the floor of the box was covered with scattered things from Song Qingchun. Another high-heeled shoe was by the window, and the bag was thrown to the corner... There was also a sanitary napkin on the table angle.

Su Zhinian kicked the lipstick at his feet, stepped forward, and leaned over to pull Song Qingchun away from the ground.

Song Qingchun opened his eyes with a pair of drunken eyes, stared at Su Zhinian for a while, and then stopped the unsung singing, and smiled slowly at Su Zhinian.

As Song Qingchun approached, the strong smell of wine came, Su Zhinian frowned fiercely, and some disgusted others began, and asked the waiter standing at the door with a harsh tone: "How much did she drink?" "

The waiter was frightened by Su Zhinian's tone and stepped back, then raised his hand timidly and pointed to the dining table.

As the waiter moved, Song Qingnian suddenly raised her arms around Su Zhinian's neck. Su Zhinian stiffened her body, but she didn't raise her hands to pull her apart. Then he heard Song Qingnian full of alcohol, Said coquettishly: "Enan brother, you are finally here, do you know, I've been waiting for you all afternoon..."

Su Zhinian's expression immediately became a little gloomy. Without thinking about it, he pulled Song Qingnian's arm from his neck, and then looked in the direction of the waiter, and saw that there were several wines on the top. The bottle, his face deeper and worse, shouted at the waiter angrily: "Who made you drink so much for her!"

The waiter was aggrieved, but he dared not say anything with his head down, but he was thinking, the customer is God, she wants to drink, she dare not give it to her?