The big brother's little dick is sweet and flirtatious
Chapter 146 144 I'll Leave Lemon to You
Chapter 146 144 I'll Leave Lemon to You
"I've heard about the Song Group for a long time, but I didn't expect the president of the Song Group to be so young."
Gu Mei smiled: "Yes, the family is unfortunate, and now I am assisting Mr. Song in the group."
After Gu Mei's words fell, Shang Ke Company's boss Gu coughed violently.
Song Ning frowned: "President Gu, do you need..."
"I've been infected with the wind and cold for the past few days, and I can't see any wind. I just need to take a little rest."
In this way, Song Ning and Li Jianan had no choice but to leave with the help of Gu Mei.
Li Jianan felt strange and puzzled: "Why does the boss of Shangke Company feel so weird..."
"Let's find out the truth next time."
From the moment Song Ning entered the door, she felt that the whole atmosphere was not right. The lights were dimmed. How could anyone entertain investors like this?
The next morning, Song Ning got up as usual, and as soon as she went downstairs, she saw a familiar figure of a man sitting on the sofa in the living room with his back to her.
Song Ning rubbed her eyes, joy flashed across her watery eyes, and trotted over, "Brother..."
Yan Yan heard the movement, put away the phone, raised his eyelids, and stretched out his hands towards her, "Hug me?"
Hugging between two people has become a daily routine, but Song Ning is still a little shy.
She slowly wrapped her arms around the man's waist, closed her eyes, and rubbed back and forth in his arms, "Why didn't you tell me when you came back?"
"This is not to surprise you."
The man's white and neat chin set aside her intentions, and smelled the natural body fragrance from the familiar girl, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his flirtatious lips.
Song Ning was about to say something, but suddenly there was a coughing sound. Song Ning subconsciously opened the distance between the two of them, and saw her grandfather standing there at the stairs.
Both sides of the cheeks were stained with pink, and the man was still holding her hand. Song Ning quickly broke away, ran up, and supported Mr. Song: "Grandpa."
"Ah."
Mr. Song nodded, not missing the shy face of his precious granddaughter, and shook his head helplessly: "Pack up and go."
"Go? Go there?"
Song Ning was at a loss, and looked at Mr. Song in a daze.
Mr. Song motioned her to look at the tall and tall man on the sofa in front of him. He hadn't seen him for a few days, and his aura was still captivating, with a cold and sharp feeling.
"Go back to Qingyuan with your brother."
A simple sentence, Mr. Song said lightly, but Song Ning was stunned, "Grandpa, you... agree to let me live with Yan Yan?"
"I disagree. Didn't you also live with Yan Yan yourself?!"
Mr. Song had an expression that his cabbage was being beaten by a pig, "How many things have you told me about the things you did? If I don't ask someone to investigate, you plan to hide it from me and keep it in the dirt, right?!"
"Bah, bah, bah." Song Ning pursed her lips unhappily: "Grandpa, you won't get into the dirt, don't talk nonsense."
"Okay, grandpa will accompany you for the rest of your life." Elder Song was doting on his face, "Hurry up and pack your luggage, don't make Yan Yan wait too long."
Song Ning nodded, turned around and went upstairs.
The old and the young watched the girl's delicate back disappear at the stairs, and then sat down on the sofa.
"Grandpa, drink tea."
Since the conversation that night, Yan Yan treated Mr. Song with a lot of respect. He believed that Mr. Song would definitely give Song Ning to him.
Mr. Song's face was heavy with reluctance, and he sighed deeply: "I will trouble you to take care of Ning Ning in the future, and I will let you stay with me today."
"Thank you grandpa for understanding."
Mr. Song told him worriedly: "Ning Ning doesn't know about the conversation between the two of us. Young Master Yan waits for Ning Ning to confirm her mind before discussing marriage. I can't tell what my lover likes."
"I'm willing to wait for her to confirm her mind." Yan Yan took a good look at Qingjun's face, with a serious expression: "I will wait until Ningning wants to get married, and then I will mention it."
"I won't say anything else. Ningning is a very insecure girl. I hope you, Yan Shao, can care more about her and don't let her think about it."
Old Man Song was in tears, the man got up and bowed to him, "Grandpa, we are a family, and we should be kind to Ning Ning."
"If you can think that way, it's naturally the best."
Song Ning was carrying the package, and when she went downstairs, she saw Yan Yan and her grandfather like this, dropped the package and ran to Mr. Song's side, "What's wrong, Grandpa? Why are you crying?"
"Ning Ning grows up, and there will be less time to come back in the future."
Song Ning listened, as if she would never come back, "Then I won't leave, I will live with grandpa."
Mr. Song patted her head lovingly: "How can this be done? Apart from Grandpa, this family must be guarded. You are still young. It is best to go out and venture more. Yan Yan is your best support. When you become stronger, Grandpa It’s time to take care of yourself.”
In the entire Song family, except for her grandfather, there is no place for her to be missed.
"Well, I will definitely work hard, and I will come back as soon as I am free."
Mr. Song sent Song Ning into the car, until the shadow of the car disappeared from sight, and the early morning wind blew on his vicissitudes of face, making him feel cool.
Touching his face, he didn't know when he was crying, Mr. Song turned around and looked at the huge home.
The courage in her mind is the image of her first move here when she was young with her wife and two sons.
In the blink of an eye, decades have passed in a flash, how time flies.
The butler has also been working here for more than ten years. Seeing Mr. Song's sentimentality, he couldn't help but sigh: "Master, let's go."
"Well, it's really old."
From the door to the door of the house, Mr. Song felt that he had walked for a long time, and the road came to an end, as if his life had also come to an end.
On the wide road, Song Ning was sitting in the co-pilot with the car window half open, looking at the constantly intertwined scenery outside the window, a trace of desolation surged in her heart.
"Lemon."
Hearing the man calling her, Song Ning looked at him slowly and lowered her eyebrows, "Brother, what did you and grandpa say in the living room?"
"Grandpa is worried about you being with me, so he just gave a few words of advice."
After listening to the man's brief summary, Song Ning closed her eyes and saw a picture of a beautiful person.
She didn't believe it. She couldn't see through Yan Yan, which didn't mean she was stupid. The atmosphere in the living room was obviously so stiff, and she didn't think Grandpa was in the right mood. It was obvious that the two were secretly talking behind her back.
Actually asked him, he didn't say anything, she simply didn't want to, she quickly stabilized the company, drove away Gu Mei, and took grandpa out to play for a while.
"Lingling, what are you thinking?"
Yan Yan freed an arm and rubbed her head comfortingly. Unexpectedly, the girl grabbed his hand and put it in her mouth to bite hard.
(End of this chapter)
"I've heard about the Song Group for a long time, but I didn't expect the president of the Song Group to be so young."
Gu Mei smiled: "Yes, the family is unfortunate, and now I am assisting Mr. Song in the group."
After Gu Mei's words fell, Shang Ke Company's boss Gu coughed violently.
Song Ning frowned: "President Gu, do you need..."
"I've been infected with the wind and cold for the past few days, and I can't see any wind. I just need to take a little rest."
In this way, Song Ning and Li Jianan had no choice but to leave with the help of Gu Mei.
Li Jianan felt strange and puzzled: "Why does the boss of Shangke Company feel so weird..."
"Let's find out the truth next time."
From the moment Song Ning entered the door, she felt that the whole atmosphere was not right. The lights were dimmed. How could anyone entertain investors like this?
The next morning, Song Ning got up as usual, and as soon as she went downstairs, she saw a familiar figure of a man sitting on the sofa in the living room with his back to her.
Song Ning rubbed her eyes, joy flashed across her watery eyes, and trotted over, "Brother..."
Yan Yan heard the movement, put away the phone, raised his eyelids, and stretched out his hands towards her, "Hug me?"
Hugging between two people has become a daily routine, but Song Ning is still a little shy.
She slowly wrapped her arms around the man's waist, closed her eyes, and rubbed back and forth in his arms, "Why didn't you tell me when you came back?"
"This is not to surprise you."
The man's white and neat chin set aside her intentions, and smelled the natural body fragrance from the familiar girl, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his flirtatious lips.
Song Ning was about to say something, but suddenly there was a coughing sound. Song Ning subconsciously opened the distance between the two of them, and saw her grandfather standing there at the stairs.
Both sides of the cheeks were stained with pink, and the man was still holding her hand. Song Ning quickly broke away, ran up, and supported Mr. Song: "Grandpa."
"Ah."
Mr. Song nodded, not missing the shy face of his precious granddaughter, and shook his head helplessly: "Pack up and go."
"Go? Go there?"
Song Ning was at a loss, and looked at Mr. Song in a daze.
Mr. Song motioned her to look at the tall and tall man on the sofa in front of him. He hadn't seen him for a few days, and his aura was still captivating, with a cold and sharp feeling.
"Go back to Qingyuan with your brother."
A simple sentence, Mr. Song said lightly, but Song Ning was stunned, "Grandpa, you... agree to let me live with Yan Yan?"
"I disagree. Didn't you also live with Yan Yan yourself?!"
Mr. Song had an expression that his cabbage was being beaten by a pig, "How many things have you told me about the things you did? If I don't ask someone to investigate, you plan to hide it from me and keep it in the dirt, right?!"
"Bah, bah, bah." Song Ning pursed her lips unhappily: "Grandpa, you won't get into the dirt, don't talk nonsense."
"Okay, grandpa will accompany you for the rest of your life." Elder Song was doting on his face, "Hurry up and pack your luggage, don't make Yan Yan wait too long."
Song Ning nodded, turned around and went upstairs.
The old and the young watched the girl's delicate back disappear at the stairs, and then sat down on the sofa.
"Grandpa, drink tea."
Since the conversation that night, Yan Yan treated Mr. Song with a lot of respect. He believed that Mr. Song would definitely give Song Ning to him.
Mr. Song's face was heavy with reluctance, and he sighed deeply: "I will trouble you to take care of Ning Ning in the future, and I will let you stay with me today."
"Thank you grandpa for understanding."
Mr. Song told him worriedly: "Ning Ning doesn't know about the conversation between the two of us. Young Master Yan waits for Ning Ning to confirm her mind before discussing marriage. I can't tell what my lover likes."
"I'm willing to wait for her to confirm her mind." Yan Yan took a good look at Qingjun's face, with a serious expression: "I will wait until Ningning wants to get married, and then I will mention it."
"I won't say anything else. Ningning is a very insecure girl. I hope you, Yan Shao, can care more about her and don't let her think about it."
Old Man Song was in tears, the man got up and bowed to him, "Grandpa, we are a family, and we should be kind to Ning Ning."
"If you can think that way, it's naturally the best."
Song Ning was carrying the package, and when she went downstairs, she saw Yan Yan and her grandfather like this, dropped the package and ran to Mr. Song's side, "What's wrong, Grandpa? Why are you crying?"
"Ning Ning grows up, and there will be less time to come back in the future."
Song Ning listened, as if she would never come back, "Then I won't leave, I will live with grandpa."
Mr. Song patted her head lovingly: "How can this be done? Apart from Grandpa, this family must be guarded. You are still young. It is best to go out and venture more. Yan Yan is your best support. When you become stronger, Grandpa It’s time to take care of yourself.”
In the entire Song family, except for her grandfather, there is no place for her to be missed.
"Well, I will definitely work hard, and I will come back as soon as I am free."
Mr. Song sent Song Ning into the car, until the shadow of the car disappeared from sight, and the early morning wind blew on his vicissitudes of face, making him feel cool.
Touching his face, he didn't know when he was crying, Mr. Song turned around and looked at the huge home.
The courage in her mind is the image of her first move here when she was young with her wife and two sons.
In the blink of an eye, decades have passed in a flash, how time flies.
The butler has also been working here for more than ten years. Seeing Mr. Song's sentimentality, he couldn't help but sigh: "Master, let's go."
"Well, it's really old."
From the door to the door of the house, Mr. Song felt that he had walked for a long time, and the road came to an end, as if his life had also come to an end.
On the wide road, Song Ning was sitting in the co-pilot with the car window half open, looking at the constantly intertwined scenery outside the window, a trace of desolation surged in her heart.
"Lemon."
Hearing the man calling her, Song Ning looked at him slowly and lowered her eyebrows, "Brother, what did you and grandpa say in the living room?"
"Grandpa is worried about you being with me, so he just gave a few words of advice."
After listening to the man's brief summary, Song Ning closed her eyes and saw a picture of a beautiful person.
She didn't believe it. She couldn't see through Yan Yan, which didn't mean she was stupid. The atmosphere in the living room was obviously so stiff, and she didn't think Grandpa was in the right mood. It was obvious that the two were secretly talking behind her back.
Actually asked him, he didn't say anything, she simply didn't want to, she quickly stabilized the company, drove away Gu Mei, and took grandpa out to play for a while.
"Lingling, what are you thinking?"
Yan Yan freed an arm and rubbed her head comfortingly. Unexpectedly, the girl grabbed his hand and put it in her mouth to bite hard.
(End of this chapter)
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