Hearing Jin Zelin say this, Qin Song suddenly turned over.
Originally, he was lying flat, but now, after turning, he faced Jin Zelin.
A wall lamp was left on in the room, its light was very soft, and it gently fell on Qin Song’s face, adding a touch of warmth to his cold features.
With just that turn of his face, Jin Zelin’s gaze t Qin Song’s eyes, and his heart trembled for a mont.
"What aningful thing then?"
Qin Song’s voice was deep, yet carried a hint of hoarseness.
"Um... you haven’t chatted with yet!"
"Your so-called aningful thing is for to chat with you?"
Jin Zelin laughed out loud, "Of course! Or else... cough cough..."
After Jin Zelin said this, he just felt... well, he made a mistake!
Why did it feel like he was protesting too much?
Jin Zelin, with a forced laugh, wondered why, the atmosphere was getting more and more awkward?
The atmosphere seed to beco a bit silent, and between the two of them... it was as if there was an undercurrent surging.
Suddenly, a cell phone rang.
That was... Qin Song’s phone.
"Hello!"
Qin Song sat up, answered the phone, his eyes showing a sharper gaze.
"Alright, I got it, will go imdiately!"
After hanging up the phone, Qin Song lifted the quilt and got out of bed, Jin Zelin grabbed his arm.
"Senior brother, what’s the matter so late? Where are you going?"
As his palm clasped Qin Song’s arm, he suddenly felt a bit chaotic inside.
Qin Song turned his head and glanced at him lightly.
"Nothing, my task!"
Jin Zelin frowned slightly, "What task, ssing with people in the middle of the night? Can’t a person have a good night’s sleep?"
Jin Zelin just felt a bit annoyed, he hated this sudden call, just felt this call was extrely annoying.
Never had he disliked those so-called tasks as much as at this mont!
Why can’t they assign tasks at any other ti, why does it have to be tonight?
"Senior brother, can it wait until tomorrow?"
Jin Zelin’s face was full of displeasure, reluctance, unwillingness, and he held onto Qin Song’s arm, unwilling to let go.
Qin Song narrowed his eyes, gazed at him, his eyes showing an unfathomable, elusive expression.
"What’s with you today...?"
Jin Zelin was angry.
"I don’t f***ing know what’s with either! In any case, you promised to stay with tonight, so... can you not leave?"
Qin Song gazed at him, after a few seconds, said, "No, I can’t!"
Jin Zelin was furious.
"What damn task is more important than ?"
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