The big brother's little dick is sweet and flirtatious

Chapter 185

Loud applause rang out in the restaurant, and Fu Rong's face was slapped to the side, burning with pain: "Why did you hit me? It was you who took away what belongs to me. Without you, Yan Yan and Xu Wei stood in the middle." I'm the one who caught it!"

Song Ning gave her another slap with a cold face, her tone was cold like Yan Yan: "You can do anything, I won't do anything, Fu Rong, your fault is your fault, you shouldn't treat Mama Yan Hands on the relic!"

Fu Rong laughed, and stared at Song Ning without squinting: "You shouldn't touch what belongs to me."

The friendship that belongs to her, Yan Yan that belongs to her.

It's all because of Song Ning that she no longer exists.

Song Ning struck very hard, her palms hurt a little, she curled up her palms, and said in a slightly lower tone: "Things? Yan Yan and Xu Weisu are not things, they have their own thoughts!"

"Chu Yuan."

Yan Yan raised his hand as a signal.

Hou Chuyuan has been following him for five years, needless to say, he also knows what to do.

Seeing the friendship between Fu Rong and his father in the past, Hou Chuyuan still didn't show any affection, and called him by his first name: "Fu Rong, let's go."

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After a farce, Song Ning couldn't eat anymore. Ye Xige didn't expect Fu Rong to be such a person in private, and wanted to scold him hard, but when he saw Song Ning, who looked weak, made a move, he was a little surprised.

Yan Yan gently rubbed Song Ning's hand, with a light smile on his brows: "For this kind of thing, I'll be fine next time."

"It's so numb."

Song Ning's cold expression just now was full of comfort, obedient and sweet.

Ye Xige was taken away by Hou Chuyuan, leaving only Song Ning and Yan Yan in the restaurant.

Yan Yan's expression was cold and ascetic, but his movements were extremely gentle, gently kneading her reddened palm, and his voice was gentle: "I planned to tell you about this matter later, but the development of the situation is not under my control, let you Wronged."

"There is no grievance." Song Ning did not expect that the role Fu Rong left was for herself, "Brother, I am not seventeen or eighteen-year-old Song Ning, I am 20 years old now, I have grown up, and know the dangers of the world , will protect itself."

Yan Yan stared at the girl's delicate and extremely beautiful little face, raised his hand to pinch her little face, and said slowly: "This growth will never be enough."

Song Ning couldn't understand, she just felt a little tired, and saw the snow falling outside the window through the window, her eyes lit up: "It's snowing."

Xiao ran to the window, Yan Yan took her hand, walked to the yard, and put her hat and gloves on.

The snowflakes were very large, densely packed like rain, and soon the huge yard was covered with white snow. Song Ning caught several falling snowflakes in her palm.

As if presenting a treasure to the cold and noble man beside him, the girl's voice was sweet and soft with surprise: "It's so beautiful,"

"Stay a little longer and go in. It's hard to be sick."

There was a slight smile on the corners of Yan Yan's affectionate lips, and his cold eyes, which were so cold that there was no warmth at all, looked at the girl's appearance at this moment, and there was actually a slight increase in temperature.

Song Ning looked at the snow that kept falling from the sky, her nose was a little sour, and she didn't say a word.

She misses her mother and father, and she is afraid that if she speaks out, it will touch Yan Yan, so she can only be bored in her heart, thinking about it by herself.

From the beginning to the end, she still felt guilty in her heart.

Outside Jinyuan.

Fu Rong dragged his suitcase and stood at the door. His expensive camel coat, makeup and hair were stained with snowflakes, and his hands were red from the cold. He stood there for an unknown how long, until a car stopped in front of him.

The window of the car was lowered, revealing a face that surprised Fu Rong and instantly sparked hope.

"Chu Yuan, Yan Yan asked you to pick me up?"

Hou Chuyuan didn't smile bluntly, he raised his finger slightly, and with a touch, two bodyguards got out of the trunk of the car immediately.

Only then did Fu Rong notice that Hou Chuyuan's car had been replaced by a larger black car without a license plate, similar to the nanny's car.

Fu Rong subconsciously wanted to run. After standing in the snow for too long, his legs were numb, and he knelt down on the ground as soon as he moved.

The man in black on the left and right directly lifted her up and pushed her into the car.

Fu Rong was sitting in the car, struggling desperately, Hou Chuyuan reminded her impatiently: "I advise you not to waste your efforts in vain."

"Why arrest me?" Fu Rong was extremely embarrassed, with his arms clasped behind his back, and he looked at Hou Chuyuan who was driving sadly and incomprehensibly.

When Hou Chuyuan heard her doubts, it was as if he heard a joke, and he sneered: "Why are you arrested, you don't know? If you touch someone who shouldn't be touched, you have to pay the due price."

The snow fell harder and harder until late at night. Song Ning lay at the window, looking at the snowy scenery outside.

Even though it was very warm inside, a coat was enough, but Yan Yan was still worried that the little girl would catch a cold, so he took a cloak-style plush coat and covered her body.

The big hand covered the little girl's white, soft and slender hand, and it was warm, which made me satisfied.

"It's like going out to build a snowman."

Song Ning's eyes sparkled, full of anticipation, she took the man's hand and shook it coquettishly: "Let's call Chu Yuan and Xi Ge over and play in the snow for a while, okay?"

As the voice fell, a figure appeared downstairs. Song Ning let go of Yan Yan's hand, wiped off the fog on the glass window, and watched Ye Xige downstairs playing snowball fights with several servants.

The little girl was full of envy, but she knew that Yan Yan would not agree to let her go out to play. Although the indicators of various aspects of the body have changed, it is better to pay attention.

"Let's go."

At some point, Yan Yan took measures to keep warm, and put on gloves, earmuffs, and a mask for Song Ning.

Song Ning could only reveal a pair of clear and bright water eyes, blinking from time to time, staring at the noble and cold man.

When Ye Xige saw Song Ning coming out, he immediately threw a snowball over.

Song Ning hid for a while, laughed out loud, picked up the snow on the ground, squeezed it into a ball, and smashed it back: "Xige!"

Song Ning was tightly kept warm, and her movements were clumsy, but Ye Xige was light. She only threw a few snowballs, half of which were blocked by Yan Yan.

Ye Xige pursed his lips and snorted softly. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Hou Chuyuan approaching the door, narrowed his eyes, and enlarged the snowball in his hand.

Hou Chuyuan was so caught off guard that he was covered in snow, some snow slid down his neck and slid into his skin, shivering from the cold.

As soon as Fu Rong was dealt with, Ye Xige and Song Ning's sharp aura restrained immediately when they saw Ye Xige and Song Ning, and with the agreement of Yan Yan's wink, they "countered back" against Ye Xige.

The battlefield in the snow turned into two girls fighting hand in hand against Hou Chuyuan, a man.

Hou Chuyuan once wanted to fight back, but seeing his father's displeased frowning eyes, he could only be beaten silently while pretending to miss and fight back.

(End of this chapter)