Chapter 232 If There Is No Obsession, How Can You Be Young? (2)

Song Qingchun looked at him in surprise, seeing that he didn't intend to explain at all, so he took the bag by himself with enough food and clothing.

The bag was a bit heavy. Song Qingchun opened it and saw that the bag was like a treasure chest, filled with many things.

There is toothpaste, toothbrush, facial cleanser, shampoo, conditioner... even moisturizer and moisturizer!

That's not all, there is also a set of disposable underwear, a pair of cotton pajamas, and a black bag on top. Song Qingchun stretched out his hand, pulled it, and saw the "Haagen-Dazs" box.

When did Su Yiyuan buy these things?

As soon as Song Qingchun looked at Su Zhinian from the bag with a puzzled expression, the man turned his eyes from the TV, glanced at her lightly, then picked up the evening newspaper on the desktop, and flipped through it leisurely, Said: "Just called the hotel to send it."

Song Qingchun nodded cutely, and stood still.

What a coincidence, how did he know that she wanted disposable underwear and Haagen-Dazs?

Seeing that she hadn't moved for a long time, Su Zhinian seemed to know what was going on in her heart. He opened the newspaper, folded it, and said in a flat tone, "It's getting late, take a shower and rest."

Song Qingchun said "Huh?", then "Oh", and then said "Thank you", and walked into the bedroom with the bag in his arms.

After taking a shower, she dried her hair, wore the pajamas Su Zhinian bought, and sat cross-legged on the bed. Just when she was about to open the Haagen-Dazs box, the bedroom door was pushed open, and Su Zhinian was holding a porcelain Cup came in.

Although it was Song Qingchun who took the initiative to let Su Zhinian live in the same room with her, and she was ready to share the same bed, but when it really came, she was still a little nervous, so that Haagen-Dazs She broke the box several times, but failed to open it.

Su Zhinian put the porcelain cup on the desk, walked over, took Haagen-Dazs from her hand without a word, opened it for her, and handed it to her.

Song Qingchun said "thank you" softly, took it, took the spoon, and ate the ice cream in small bites.

Su Zhinian didn't speak, turned around and walked to the cabinet, and took out another quilt inside.

Song Qingchun bit the ice cream spoon and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he knew to hug another quilt so that although she would sleep on the same bed, it would be much easier for her than covering her with a quilt.

Su Zhinian put the quilt on the bed, stretched out his hand to take a pillow, saw Song Qingchun dug a large spoonful of ice cream and stuffed it into his mouth, his brows frowned, and then picked up the chinaware he had just put on the table. cup, walked in front of Song Qingchun, and said softly: "Don't eat too much ice cream in the middle of the night, be careful of stomach pain."

"Oh." Song Qingchun puffed his mouth, gulped another mouthful greedily, and then put the box on the bedside table.

Su Zhinian handed the porcelain cup to Song Qingchun: "Drink some hot milk and go to bed early."

He thought it was the hot water he poured himself, but it turned out to be for her...

Song Qingchun was stunned for a while, then said "thank you", and reached out to take the cup.

The cup was warm, spreading along her palm all the way to her chest, warming her heart.

Su Zhinian didn't make another sound, picked up the quilt and pillow that he had just stacked together, and walked out of the bedroom door.