Tingting, I Have Superpowers (15)

Perfumed by love, even the air around them smelled sweet. Sniffing the faded sweetness that radiated off Su Zhinian's body, Song Qingchun felt like she was flying up into the heavens, her body as light as floating cloud.

Until now, I realize money, standing, reputation, all that is completely unimportant compared to staying beside you. Song Qingchun rubbed her face lightly on Su Zhinian's chest. This familiar and warm feeling made her feel good.

Her lips curved involuntarily into a smile. However, before the smile reached her eyes, her eyelids suddenly flipped open, and her expression froze. Moments later, she removed her head from his chest to stare at the bandage on his head, and her brows furrowed.