Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

Chapter 176: Give you the quietest love(5)

Qin Yinan was just outside the bathroom door. When she saw her coming out, she immediately came over and said nervously, "Song Song, are you okay?"

Song Qingchun shook his head slightly: "I'm fine, Enan brother."

"Is it really okay?" Qin Yinan asked, not assured.

Song Qingchun reluctantly smiled at Qin Yinan, and tried his best to put it in the most relaxed way, with a hint of coquettishness, said: "It's okay, I just felt a little bad in the mood suddenly, sorry, Enan brother ."

"You're fine if you say nothing, I'm sorry?" Qin Yinan looked at her and smiled, his expression completely relaxed. He habitually reached out and rubbed it on her head as a child, seeming to be scolding her, but The tone is full of spoiling: "silly girl."

Qin Yinan's words made Song Qingqing's heart sour. She had an impulse in her heart. She wanted to tell him that the silly girl in his mouth was the one who borrowed books and spread poems from him.

As soon as she had this urge, she yelled his name in her mouth: "Brother Enan."

"Huh?" Qin Yinan's voice was warm, and there was a warm smile on his face.

Song Qingchun opened his mouth, but he couldn't say the following.

How much South Qin loved Tang Nuan these years, she has always seen her eyes, he likes her to like, so she has given up on him who has always pursued him as a dream.

To Tang Qin, Tang Nuan is like Qin Yinan to her, and is the best in the heart.

If it were her, she would rather be a fool forever to guard the false best, rather than accept the cruelest truth.

Because it hurts... that kind of pain is the pain of your own world, subverted by people.

One of the things she hoped most from childhood is that Qin Yinan can be happy. Even if she gave up him now, his happiness has nothing to do with her anymore. She can’t do so cruelly to uncover the truth and watch him collapse!

"How do you talk about it? Just say what you want to say, when you need to be so cautious in front of me?" Qin Yinan waited for a while, watching her staring at herself blankly, and then making a noise.

"No..." Song Qingchun shook his head at Qin Yinan, his lips bent, and lied: "I just suddenly thought that when I was a kid, you like to rub my head like this."

Qin Yinan laughed, rubbed Song Qingchun’s head again, and then patted it gently on the top of her head again, whispering, "silly girl."

Song Qingchun pretended to be annoyed and pouted at Qin Yinan: "I'm not stupid."

"That's not too smart." Qin Yinan chuckled softly: "Okay, I went to the bathroom, you go out and wait for me first."

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Song Qingchun did not want to face Tang Nuan alone, so instead of returning directly to the dining table, she stood at the screen not far from the toilet.

Two pots of green dill were placed on the screen, and they grew very well. The lush foliage was about to hang on the ground.

Song Qingchun pinched a tender leaf, while playing softly, he heard the sound of high-heeled heels behind the screen.

"Thinking about borrowing books to spread poetry?" As Tang Nuan's familiar voice rang in her ears, the high heels stopped.

Song Qingchun lowered her eyes and pretended not to hear anything, her fingertips gliding gently along the veins of the leaves of green dill.

"Just don't know, if Qin Yinan knew that he had wrongly admitted for so many years, would he collapse?"