The big brother's little dick is sweet and flirtatious

Chapter 163 Don't Go
Song Ning's calm eyes rippled, her hands paused, her eyelashes lowered, she put the bowl on the table, and her watery eyes carefully looked at Yan Yan.

"I'm sorry... Lemon."

Yan Yan opened the table and held her small hand with his big hand. Song Ning suddenly thought that it was these hands that dragged her to torture her, and subconsciously avoided it.

Yan Yan's hand stopped in mid-air, and when he saw the girl rejecting him, his fingertips trembled slightly, his palms curled up, his eyelids were closed, and he couldn't see any expression.

"Go out for a walk?"

Song Ning shook her head, but still didn't speak.

Yan Yan didn't say anything, just got up and left the ward.

Leaving a little alone is space for Song Ning to digest her illness.

After the man left, Song Ning pulled down the quilt covering her small face and stared at the ceiling without turning her eyes.

She didn't know how to get along with Yan Yan any longer, she was not afraid of Yan Yan.

But the sick Yan Yan made her unable to bear the harm and shadow he brought to her.

what can we do about it?

She didn't know, she didn't want to leave Yan Yan, and she was very afraid of Yan Yan who was ill.

Just now, when Yan Yan was about to leave, she really wanted to keep him, but her mind kept thinking about what happened that night uncontrollably, she timidly kept silent, and didn't say anything to try to keep him.

On the other side of the ward, Mr. Song woke up early in the morning and wanted to see Song Ning, but for some reason the nurse kept pestering him.

Sometimes it is said that the test is to be done, and another time it is said that urine test and wet test are needed, and things are always delayed, and it is almost noon.

Mr. Song was "forced" by the nurse to take a walk in the back garden of the hospital, but he couldn't go to Song Ning's ward.

"Grandpa Song, you need to breathe more, it will help your body recover."

The nurse held Mr. Song's arm and smiled.

Mr. Song snorted absently: "Yes, I know."

"Grandpa Song, would you like me to take you to play something? Take pictures for you or something?"

Seeing Mr. Song's strong willpower, the nurse rolled her eyes, desperately thinking of ways to delay the time.

The nurse was the one who chatted with Yan Yan yesterday. He entrusted him to drag Mr. Song to find Song Ning today.

The nurse is naturally a discerning person. Knowing that Yan Yan wanted to be alone with Song Ning, she took the initiative to call Mr. Song's ward.

Walking with Mr. Song, Mr. Song suddenly bent down and clutched his stomach.

This appearance frightened the nurse, "Grandpa Song, what's wrong with you?"

Grandpa Song hissed: "My stomach hurts, I want to go to the toilet."

Seeing the nurse fumbling around in her pockets, Mr. Song saw that she couldn't get out a tissue for a long time, and his eyes flashed in a flash.

"How about I find a toilet first, and you go back and get it..."

"I have!!"

For some reason, the nurse suddenly took out a pack of tissues and ordered with a smile, waving the tissues in her hand brightly, "Grandpa Song, I have them. Although there is no wet toilet paper, it is still okay to use it for emergency use." , let's go, let me help you go to the bathroom."

The nurse breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Mr. Song suddenly wanted to go to the toilet. She hadn't thought of the next excuse to delay Mr. Song.

It's good now, to go to the toilet, or to use the tuba, this time is enough for her to find a way on Baidu.

With trembling hands, old man Song took the tissue she handed over, deeply feeling the inescapable sense of powerlessness, and silently went into the bathroom.

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In the evening, Song Ning sat alone in the ward and ate the dinner brought by the nurse. In the huge ward, she was the only one. The whole ward was empty, deserted and lonely.

The whole afternoon, Yan Yan didn't come, and he was torn in his heart. On the one hand, he wanted him to come, and on the other hand, he was terribly afraid.

Even if he came, he didn't know what to say, how to face her, it was better to stay alone.

Suddenly, there was a sound at the door of the ward. Song Ning saw that it was Mr. Song coming, and a flash of disappointment flashed in Song Ning's eyes, but it disappeared soon.

"grandfather…"

In an instant, all the grievances and suppressed emotions in my heart were released in an instant.

Mr. Song hugged her and patted the girl's back gently. Every time his palm fell, he could clearly feel the protruding bones of the girl's back.

Lose weight, lose a lot of weight...

Song Ning cried for a long time before she eased her emotions. Her shoulder blades twitched from time to time, her eyes and nose were red.

Mr. Song took the paper and wiped away tears for his precious granddaughter, with a very gentle voice: "Don't be afraid...don't be afraid, grandpa is here, everything is with grandpa."

"Um…"

Hearing the concern and comfort from her relatives, the last line of defense in Song Ning's heart was broken, and tears kept falling like broken beads.

It fell on the back of Mr. Song's hand, scorching hot.

Song Ning cried and fell asleep in Mr. Song's shoulder. Mr. Song wiped her face and stayed with her in the ward for a long time before leaving the ward.

At the end of the corridor, Hou Chuyuan called Yan Yan only after seeing Mr. Song had left, "Master, Mr. Song has left, you can go to the ward."

At the entrance of the stairs in the dark and green escape route, a man's figure was tall and tall, his posture was straight and decadent, and the screen of the mobile phone beside his ear was on. After hearing Hou Chuyuan's words, he put out the cigarette in his hand and strode away.

In the ward with dark lights on, a figure suddenly came in and sat beside the sleeping girl.

The collar of the man's black shirt was loose, his broken hair was messy and intertwined, and his posture was tired and decadent.

The big hand touched the girl's cheek, and the fingertips rubbed it lingeringly, the cold and ascetic eyebrows and eyes lingered with traces of tenderness.

The sleeping girl moved subconsciously, pursed her pink lips, and fell into a deep sleep again.

The man slowly leaned down, gently placed a {kiss} on the girl's forehead, and strode away from the ward.

In the early morning of the next day, Song Ning woke up and saw Mr. Song standing by her bed, "Grandpa, why are you here? You should rest at home. I have nurses and doctors in the hospital."

"Grandpa just wants to see you more."

Mr. Song brought a bowl of porridge, "You're hungry, drink some porridge."

"I haven't brushed my teeth yet."

Mr. Song had a loving face: "Swipe after eating, you can't starve your stomach."

Song Ning thought about it, nodded, and began to sip the porridge. Mr. Song looked at her without blinking.

Song Ning's right hand is inconvenient, Mr. Song saw that she was tired from drinking with her left hand, so he asked, "Do you want grandpa to feed you porridge?"

"It's okay, I can still drink it myself." Song Ning smiled slightly: "I'm so old, I have to trouble Grandpa to take care of me."

As she spoke, Song Ning's nose felt sour: "I'm really not sensible at all."

(End of this chapter)