The big brother's little dick is sweet and flirtatious

Chapter 187

Having been with Yan Yan for a long time, Song Ning always told Yan Yan about her itinerary, and also told him about tomorrow's dinner on the same day.

Hearing this, Yan Yan frowned immediately: "Who will accompany you?"

"A good friend of the group, my secretary." Song Ning comforted him, bending the corners of her lips: "This dinner is just to get to know the people in the business world, so I just smile, nod, and come back when I'm done."

Yan Yan stared at her for a few seconds, said silently, took her mobile phone and turned on shared positioning: "Tell me when you come back, I will pick you up."

Song Ning nodded obediently: "Okay."

The dinner was a big round table. When Song Ning arrived, almost everyone had already arrived. When they saw Song Ning, everyone got up one after another: "Mr. Song."

Song Ning smiled slightly, indifferently but alienated: "Yeah."

Since the Song family fell into crisis, it has regained its foundation in a short period of time and developed rapidly. It also has some rumors and prestige in the business world.

Everyone present was somewhat curious about Song Ning, such a young female president with such strong wrists, and her behavior was calm, steady and rational.

At the dinner table, Song Ning didn't say much, just dealing with some toasting bosses.

Every time Song Ning sipped a glass of wine, she didn't swallow it down. She knew how much she was drinking, and she was afraid that it would be a waste of time.

After finally getting through it, everyone was eating and drinking. Song Ning also met a lot of people, so she called Yan Yan and asked him to pick them up.

Unexpectedly, a half-drunk boss walked in front of him, with a drunken smile on his slightly older face: "Mr. Song, you are so young, and it may not be easy for you to be the president of the Song Corporation."

"I'm the same as everyone else." Song Ning pursed her lips lightly, smiling coldly.

Hearing her formulaic answer, the CEO of Mileage Entertainment admired her even more: "It's no wonder that the Song Group is stable. After meeting Mr. Song face-to-face this time, I understand a little bit."

Song Ning nodded slightly. Her aptitude is small, not as good as those present who have been in the business world for many years: "At the table today, I also learned a lot from the bosses, and I hope to take care of them in the future."

"It's true that green out of blue is better than blue."

The CEO of Mileage Entertainment pulled away the drunken person who wanted to entangle Song Ning, with a righteous and heroic appearance: "I appreciate Mr. Song, you look like this, I don't know, I thought you couldn't drink the people present, and bully Mr. Song, How about having a drink with me?"

Song Ning received a signal from the CEO of Mileage Entertainment, and smiled: "Sorry, it's almost time, so I won't stay. Eat and drink well, everyone. I'll go first."

Song Ning walked gracefully, without any leeway, put on her coat and left the private room.

Looking at the shared location on WeChat, Yan Yan is on the road, still some distance away from himself.

It has been snowing heavily in the capital for the past few days, and some of the snow has finally melted, and it keeps falling at night.

Song Ning stood at the door of the restaurant, stretching out her hands again and again to catch the snowflakes falling from the sky, melting into her palms.

From time to time, I looked at the shared location on the phone, getting closer and closer, and suddenly, there was a person standing beside me.

Song Ning looked, the man's eyebrows were deep and gentle, his chestnut-colored hair was wet, hanging down his forehead, just like her, he reached out to catch the falling snowflakes.

"Chen Tingchuan?" Song Ning was a little surprised. She hadn't seen him since the last time he helped her out.

Chen Tingchuan looked at her cold and red face, and handed her the baby warmer in his pocket: "It will be warmer in your pocket."

Song Ning was a little cold, but she didn't hesitate, she took it and put it in her pocket: "Thank you, I haven't come here yet, thank you for what happened last time."

"Is the eye okay?"

Chen Tingchuan stared into her eyes for a long time, and the brows slightly twitched.

The little girl's energy is much better now than before, her complexion is rosy, Song Ning nodded slightly: "It's been a while."

Chen Tingchuan nodded, and the two fell into silence. Song Ning didn't speak until a familiar black car stopped in front of him: "My brother is here, I'm leaving first."

Chen Tingchuan smiled and nodded: "Goodbye."

Yan Yan got out of the car, holding a transparent white umbrella, wearing a white overcoat, which made his pale skin even paler, and his black pupils contained a strong chill.

Only when she looked at the little girl, the coldness at the corners of her eyes and brows eased. Song Ning put her hands in his pockets, pretended to shake her body, and murmured, "The weather is too cold, I can't stand the cold." Yep, my hands are icy."

Yan Yan wrapped her hands in the bag to keep her warm, the chill between her brows and eyes was gradually replaced by gentle tenderness, and her voice was cold: "Get in the car, it's warm in the car."

Chen Tingchuan looked at the car that was going further and further away, his eyes darkened a bit, standing in the perspective of a girl, looking towards the black sky, he reached out to catch snowflakes one after another.

As soon as it touches Rong, it disappears, like quicksand that cannot be grasped.

After a moment of silence, I took out my phone and opened the app to call a taxi. Suddenly, a reminder appeared on the screen: Your balance is insufficient.

Sighing, he put his hand in his pocket, opened the umbrella with one hand, and walked like walking in the snow.

The ground was extremely slippery when it was snowing, Hou Chuyuan drove a lot slower, and sanitation workers were sweeping the snow on both sides of the wide road.

The temperature in the car was very warm, and Song Ning wasn't cold anymore. She took out the baby warmer in her pocket and warmed it up very comfortably.

Yan Yan glanced at her, took the warm baby in her hand, and said softly, "Do you have this style of warm baby at home?"

"No, this was given to me by someone else." Song Ning didn't see his gloomy expression, and reached out to touch the man's palm, which was a little cold, and put the warm baby into his palm, "Why are your hands so cold? ?”

His palms were hot, but the sharpness in Yan Yan's eyebrows and eyes remained undiminished. He threw Nuan Baobao aside calmly, and held the girl's hand: "That Chen Tingchuan gave it to you?"

Song Ning nodded, obediently: "Well, I just met him when I was waiting for you. I'm too cold. I've been waiting for you for a long time."

When she returned to Jinyuan, Song Ning noticed with sharp eyes that there was a snowman built beside the pavilion where she was resting.

The snowmen are neatly piled up, wearing scarves and hats, and the nose is decorated with red plush. The ones with noses and eyes are very cute.

Yan Yan held an umbrella behind the girl, blocking the heavy snow in the sky, one white and one pink, which contrasted with a special freshness and beauty, and the elegantly decorated pavilion was covered by heavy snow, which became the background picture of the two of them.

The eyebrows and eyes of a man and a woman are exquisite and picturesque, the women are also smart, and the eyebrows of the men are gentle and cold.

"Click"

The sound of a camera suddenly sounded not far away, and the two looked for the sound, and saw Ye Xige and Hou Chuyuan on the balcony on the second floor.

Hou Chuyuan held an umbrella for Ye Xige, and the girl held a camera in her hand and took pictures of the two people downstairs.

(End of this chapter)