The big brother's little dick is sweet and flirtatious

Chapter 147 His Cleanliness
He didn't withdraw his hand either, but let the girl bite her still. He didn't take back his hand until the girl had eaten her bite and let go.

On the girl's wrist were the neat deep and shallow teeth marks, and said in a low voice: "Aren't you angry?"

"Brother, I won't pursue this matter anymore, but in the future, you can't hide anything from me anymore."

The girl's tone was resentful. She didn't like the feeling that she knew everything but she didn't.

Yan Yan stared at her complaining little face, and the corners of his lips curled up: "Okay."

Back in Qingyuan, Hou Chuyuan was waiting at the door for a long time, and started to carry luggage as soon as the car stopped.

Yan Yan took the girl's hand and walked slowly into the house. The house has not been lived in for a few days, but there are temporary workers who clean it regularly, and it is very clean.

The two of them had their own affairs to be busy. After Song Ning drew for a while, her eyes began to feel uncomfortable and a little swollen.

After taking the medicine yesterday, my eyes became clearer and clearer, and it was fine at night.

At noon, Song Ning saw that the door of Yan Yan's room was still locked, so she went downstairs, thinking of making a meal for Yan Yan to taste, but she only made him a bowl of noodles before.

Unexpectedly, when she went downstairs to the kitchen, she saw several dishes on the dining table, all of which she liked, and Song Ning's eyebrows and eyes slightly curved into a smile.

Through the glass window, I watched the man cooking at the stove without knowing what else he was cooking.

Song Ning took the apron, pushed open the door silently, wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, and tied the apron around his waist.

The man looked serious, looked at the extra apron on his waist, wrapped himself in a pair of white and slender hands, and said in a deep and magnetic voice, "Are you hungry?"

"I wasn't hungry at first, but when I saw you cooking so many delicious dishes, I became hungry all of a sudden."

Song Ning stood by his side, watching him cut the salmon, raising and lowering the knife, each cut was very clean and crisp, with just the right thickness.

The girl sighed and was surprised: "Brother, when did you learn to cook?"

Obviously she had never seen Yan Yan cook and learn cooking skills before, but this time when he came back, he felt that he had learned everything, she couldn't, he knew it, like an all-round boss.

Yan Yan put the fish into the hot pot, "I learned it when I was in the imperial capital."

He made a fire by himself, picked up dry branches, and ate both raw and cooked under the consciousness of survival.

"I wanted to come downstairs to cook you a meal, but I didn't expect you to have already done it."

Song Ning propped her hands on the stove table, watching the man's smooth movements, unconsciously she was hungry.

Yan Yan's broken hair fell back, only some black broken hair on both sides of the temples, looking very wild and unruly, dressed in home clothes, domineering with a sense of looseness.

Song Ning couldn't help being a little crazy, "Brother, you are so pretty."

"nice?"

The man's deep and three-dimensional side face suddenly turned to the side, looking at the girl's admiring face, a smile flashed across his eyes: "Pretty is used to describe girls."

Song Ning blinked her eyes: "Then... my brother is really a monster."

"evildoer?"

Yan Yan let out a low chuckle, and raised his eyebrows with interest: "Where am I a monster?"

"Many authors describe the male lead in novels as evil, which means you are handsome and amazing."

Song Ning didn't say that Yan Yan was a really handsome man, with a dignified and ascetic demeanor in every gesture, he was like a born king.

Hearing this answer, the man pursed his lips in satisfaction, took out a plate, put the prepared fish on the plate, and then left the kitchen. The girl followed him step by step, like a little tail.

Song Ning took two pairs of chopsticks and a bowl, put the rice in the rice cooker, put it on the table, and sat down at a seat very close to Yan Yan.

"Try it."

Song Ning tasted a few dishes, and her clear almond eyes curled up, "It's delicious, it's delicious."

This cooking skill is really good, comparable to the chef of a five-star hotel.

Yan Yan put a few more dishes in her bowl, and seeing how delicious she was eating, he felt that his dark days were worth it.

Hou Chuyuan came in from the outside, holding the group's latest recruitment documents, intending to ask Yan Yan's opinion.

Unexpectedly, the two of them were eating, and it happened that he didn't eat, so he pointed to Song Ning and gave her a wink.

Song Ning accepted it and immediately understood that even if he didn't, she would invite Hou Chuyuan to have dinner together.

"I'll get you some food, you guys talk first."

Hou Chuyuan nodded, sat next to Yan Yan, and took out the document, "Master, you can see if it's okay, and if it's okay, I'll publish it."

"I'll go back to the company and make changes again. There are a few minor problems."

Song Ning came over with a good meal and put it in front of Hou Chuyuan, "Try it quickly, my brother cooked today's meal, it's really super delicious."

Hou Chuyuan's eyes widened in shock, and he glanced at his expressionless grandfather. His eyes fell on the delicious dishes on the table, and his throat felt as if it was blocked.

"me…"

He said why it felt that his grandfather seemed to be in a bad mood, and he co-authored that this meal was made for Song Ning to show off his cooking skills.

However, he had never eaten a meal cooked by Yan Yan himself, and now he was strongly comforted by Song Ning, his pretty and innocent face was full of anticipation for his own evaluation.

Hou Chuyuan bit the bullet and took a fish fillet, and ate it in his mouth under the indifferent eyes of Song Ning Wangwang and his father.

After swallowing a piece of fish meat, Hou Chuyuan raised his head: "It's really delicious."

I didn't expect my grandfather to cook such delicious food.

When Song Ning heard that Hou Chuyuan praised Yan Yan's cooking skills so much, her brows and eyes were even more crooked, and she picked up a few other dishes and put them in his bowl, "Eat more if they are delicious, because you have worked hard at work."

The girl didn't notice the man's cold, gloomy and displeased face at all, but Hou Chuyuan felt it, and it was hindered by the delicious food in the bowl.

Thinking about this meal anyway.Song Ning also forced herself to finish the food strongly, and her father certainly couldn't do anything to her.

Song Ning was still present, so she definitely couldn't just drive herself away. Thinking of this, Hou Chuyuan became more courageous.

Caishuo with big flowers was blown by a gust of wind, Song Ning asked in surprise: "Have you... been hungry for a few days?"

After finishing the words, before Hou Chuyuan could answer, Yan Yan knocked on the table, his tone was calm and calm, but with fire in his voice: "Restrain your eating habits, don't act like a refugee who hasn't eaten before."

Song Ning couldn't help but chuckled, and put some vegetables in Hou Chuyuan's bowl, "Eat more."

"Thank you Miss Song."

On the next dinner table, every time Hou Chuyuan picked up a dish, Yan Yan would take it away first and put it in Song Ning's bowl. After a while, the dishes on the table were empty.

Song Ning stretched her stomach, feeling a little tired after eating, "Don't pinch, I can't eat anymore, it's good."

(End of this chapter)