70 Her Honey, His Venom 10 (1/2)

After some time, Su Zhinian blinked his tired eyes and glanced at the wall clock. It was already 11.58 pm; another two more minutes and her birthday would be over.

Su Zhinian turned around to study the sleeping beauty. He closed his eyes gently as he lowered his head to press his lips on her forehead.

Do you… Do you know how much I want to be good to you? But I cannot; I dare not.

Su Zhinian's lips pressed to Song Qingchun's skin for quite some time before parting. ”Tingting, happy birthday.”

As he said that, the new day had arrived.

…

When Song Qingchun's eyes fluttered open, it was already daytime. The day was gloom with heavy fog; it looked like it was going to snow.

Song Qingchun looked at the clock on the wall; it was 8 am, two hours to the start of her working hours. She stretched lazily, yawned, and curled deeper into her bed as her hand habitually reached out toward her phone that would be beside her pillow… She came up with nothing.

Song Qingchun frowned as her hand continued to search. She finally sat up, and when she saw the white pillow, she was stunned. She surveyed her surroundings, and then her eyes widened to their maximum.

This was not her bedroom… This was Su Zhinian's bedroom… Why was she in his bedroom?

The incident from the day before finally started to pour into Song Qingchun's mind. She had been waiting for Qin Yinan at Beijing Hotel for the whole day before receiving Tang Nuan's message. Then she had started to knock back those wine bottles…

When she reached this part of her memory, Song Qingchun saw the reflection of herself in the opposite mirror—she was wearing a man's white shirt…