The big brother's little dick is sweet and flirtatious

230 Chapter 228 Song Ning Cries 1
It's time for dinner in the evening, but the two people in the study still haven't come out, Song Ning ate absent-mindedly.

Sitting opposite her, Dai Yueling's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, and her tone was full of concern: "What's wrong? You seem... not in a good mood?"

"fine."

Song Ning smiled at her, "Let's eat first."

"Okay." Dai Yueling smiled harmlessly to humans and animals, sandwiched a dish, and put it into Song Ning's bowl across the dining table.

Song Ning raised her eyes and was about to thank her, her eyes glanced at the bracelet on Dai Yueling's wrist, she was stunned for a few seconds, her pink lips pulled out a faint smile: "Your bracelet is so beautiful."

"Really."

Hearing this, Dai Yueling smiled lightly, her voice was bright and cheerful.

Song Ning's hand holding the chopsticks was a little tighter, her fingertips turned white, but there was still a smile in her clear and bright eyes, and she asked softly, "Where did you buy this? I like it very much too."

There was a sweet smile on Dai Yueling's lips: "This is...Brother Yan...Brother Yan, a gift."

"He was afraid of me...afraid that I would be alone...at home...bored at home...he picked it. He picked it for a long time...only to pick...this."

The girl stuttered and her eyesight was poor. Song Ning didn't doubt her at all, but she didn't understand, even if she was giving a bracelet, how could she give her a bracelet that was very similar to her hairpin?

Song Ning nodded slightly and stopped talking.

During dinner time, the door of the study room was never opened, and it was not until it was almost midnight that the door of the study room was opened.

Hou Chuyuan took a document and hurried away.

Yan Yan pressed his browbones, seeing that his eyes were full of exhaustion, he rubbed the center of his brows, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a person nestled on the sofa not far away.

Song Ning closed her eyes tightly, hugged her knees, bent her whole body, and breathed evenly.

Yan Yan gently picked her up, although his movements were light, but the moment he touched the girl, Song Ning opened his eyes.

"Finished?"

With her body suspended in the air, Song Ning felt insecure, and put her arms around her neck.

The man nodded, slowly carried the girl into the room, laid her on the bed, Song Ning found a comfortable position, covered her with the quilt and fell asleep.

The sound of running water came from the bathroom. Song Ning, who had her eyes closed, slowly opened them and then closed them again.

I don't know how long it took, Song Ning fell into a deep sleep, had difficulty breathing for a while, and half-opened her eyes: "I want to sleep."

Yan Yan yaked at her and coaxed her softly, "Go to sleep."

After being woken up like this, Song Ning couldn't fall asleep. After being bored for a long time, she wanted to ask about the bracelet. When she turned around, she saw the man fell asleep. His eyes and eyebrows were very tired. She was hugged tightly by him. Song Ning felt in her heart The depression disappeared in an instant.

She hugged him back with some distress, raised her chin and kissed his smooth chin.

Although she and Yan Yan have always been on good terms, the friction between the two before has not been clarified.

Even though it was such a small thing, it still hurts when I think about it now.

……

From that day on, Song Ning never saw Hou Chuyuan again, nor did Ye Xige.

Song Ning couldn't find anything else to do besides going to and from work every day. Yan Yan's work suddenly became busy again, and she often left early and returned late.

"Miss Song, do you still have to wait for your husband to come back tonight?"

Butler Zhang asked as he stood behind the girl who was waiting in the yard.

Hearing the sound, Song Ning turned around and moved, her legs were a little numb, and she shook her head: "I won't wait today, let's keep the food warm."

Steward Zhang sighed, "Okay."

In the huge manor, apart from the housekeeper and servants, Song Ning was the only one left.

Sometimes when Song Ning wakes up at night, the place next to her is cold, obviously no one has slept, maybe she is thinking too much, Dai Yueling and Yan Yan will always come in and out staggered.

The passionate love between the two seems to have passed in just a short period of time. Su Ningxi said that it may have entered a dull period. After some explanations from her, Song Ning understood.

Tomorrow, the company has a banquet to attend, and Song Ning needs to rest early. That night, Song Ning felt her waist being hugged tightly, and the heat sprayed from her neck.

"elder brother…"

Song Ning woke up with a start, joy flashed across her eyes, her small hand covered the man's big hand and squeezed: "Is the company busy? Why are you back so late?"

"Lemon..."

Yan Yan rolled over her body, and the moonlight shone on the girl through the tulle curtains. It was quiet and gentle, and the girl's eyes were full of joy.

"Ok?"

Song Ning opened her black and white eyes, blinked, saw the stubble on his chin, and frowned: "There is stubble."

Yan Yan held the hand under his chin softly, and took a deep breath, as if he was very tired. Song Ning couldn't see his eyes clearly, but he could feel the tiredness all over his body.

"You don't have to wait for me at night. I'll stay with you after I've been busy for a while."

His voice was low and hoarse, as if he had no strength, and when it got into Song Ning's cochlea, she felt even more distressed.

"It's ok."

Yan Yan smiled softly, with tenderness and shame in his eyes, and his voice was hoarse: "Ning Ning, I have been running between the imperial capital and the capital for the past few days, all for our future, and I want to marry you Ning Ning." Really I really want to.

"I thought something happened to you."

"Not in a hurry."

"Take it easy."

Song Ning smiled, not noticing the darkness in Yan Yan's eyes.

.........

Song Ning was invited to attend a wedding banquet for the old man of a cooperative enterprise. The people who came to the scene were all the bosses of various enterprises, and Song Ning knew a little bit.

Song Ning found a corner to stay, nibbling on the delicate cake in front of her, bored in every possible way.

"Song Ning."

Chen Tingchuan was wearing a beige tuxedo, holding a glass of red wine and a glass of juice in his hand, and handed the juice to her: "Here."

The two have worked together for some time and are very familiar with each other.

Seeing Song Ning's absent-mindedness and boredom, Chen Tingchuan pursed his lips and smiled: "Aren't you used to this kind of occasion?"

"I can't get used to it at all." Song Ning waved her hand and let out a breath of foul air: "I'm too lazy to chase after each other with those old fritters."

Song Ning doesn't like to do this kind of hypocrisy.

Hearing this, Chen Tingchuan's smile remained the same, his lips curled slightly, and his posture was gentle: "This place is boring, I know there is a place, do you want to go and have a look? It's more interesting than here."

"Huh?" Song Ning looked away and looked at him: "Where?"

This venue is where banquets are held, and Song Ning suddenly understood what he called "interesting".

"Going to a banquet?"

Chen Tingchuan nodded lightly: "Not bad."

Song Ning is wearing a knee-length dress, the design is more Chinese style, and the color is beige. Standing with Chen Tingchuan, it is very eye-catching. The man is as warm and moist as jade, and the woman is soft and delicate.

Song Ning, led by Chen Tingchuan, entered another banquet venue from the back.

(End of this chapter)