The big brother's little dick is sweet and flirtatious

Chapter 242

He struggled for a long time when he saw Song Ning's innocent and defenseless face.In the end, he still violated his own heart and did that kind of obscene thing.

Seeing the girl sitting in the car crying loudly, out of breath, he began to regret it, full of guilt.

He is not as powerful as Yan Yan, strategizing, and his ability is not as good as him.

He is just a down and out person who has no ability and can only feed and feed himself.

Chen Tingchuan knew that what he did was disgraceful and extremely obscene.

But he also understood from that moment that Song Ning was only happy when she was with Yan Yan, and her emotions would be affected by ups and downs.

In front of others, Song Ning always has a gentle and indifferent appearance, and she can erect the thorns on her body to protect herself.

In front of Yan Yan, her appearance is soft and pleasant, her thoughts are delicate and sensitive, and her posture is fully displayed as a woman.

If he used this method to separate the two of them, Song Ning would only have thorns all over his body.

"elder brother…"

Chen Zhaozhao brought a glass of warm water, holding the tablet of capsules in his hand, sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the man staring at the ceiling with empty eyes with distressed face.

"It's time to take medicine."

From the day he came back from the hospital, Chen Tingchuan was ill, and suddenly collapsed at home with an acute cold.

Hearing the sound, Chen Tingchuan's pupils moved, and then propped up his limp body, took the water glass and medicine, and swallowed them with his head raised.

Chen Zhaozhao didn't know what happened, but he could feel that he was in a very bad mood, with a heavy sense of depression and frustration.

She left the room silently and closed the door, with endless worries in her eyes.

**
Song Ning originally wanted to go to work in the company, but wanted Mr. Song to go home and rest.But Yan Yan's attitude is very tough, and she will not allow her to go to the company at all.

In order to keep her moving, he even finished his work ahead of time and stayed with her at home.

Song Ning was a little depressed, staring at the man who was sitting in front of the computer and having a meeting, with a dignified and solemn expression, and a chill that could not be dispelled all over her body.

Sighing, he looked down at the tablet in his hand, and began to draw the unfinished draft design.

When the meeting ended, it was already three hours later, Song Ning woke up lying on the sofa, moved her arms, the blanket slipped to the ground, and reached out to pick it up.

Holding warm water in his hand, Yan Yan put it close to her lips, and said in a gentle and gentle voice, "Drink some water."

After Song Ning finished drinking, the man picked her up from the sofa and hung her in his arms like a koala.

"It's so boring at home."

Yan Yan supported her arm, with the tip of his nose against hers, his eyes met, and his tone was always tender: "Ning Ning, let's go to Mount Hua."

"Huashan?"

Song Ning was devoted to work, Yan Yan didn't take her out to play, and she didn't know what fun things to do in Beijing.

Knowing that she didn't know where Huashan was, he said, "There is a temple in Huashan, let's put a lock on it, shall we?"

"it is good."

**
Yan Yan was also afraid that he would bore Song Ning at home, so he would be bored, so he searched a lot of places that girls wanted to go on the Internet, and finally chose to go to Huashan.

Huashan said it was in the capital, but it was actually in the middle of the border between Beicheng and Beijing, and it was a long way from Jinyuan.

It takes a day to drive there.

Song Ning prepared a lot of things, and Yan Yan said that the starry sky at night in Huashan is very beautiful, and she will stay there for a few nights.

Worried that Yan Yan was tired from driving, Song Ning would let him stop and rest along the road from time to time. By the time he arrived at the foot of Mount Hua, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

The temple on the top of Huashan Mountain has long been rested.

There are many hotels at the foot of the mountain, but they are already full. Song Ning took Yan Yan's hand and asked one after another. The last one happened to have a guest check out, and the two checked in smoothly.

One has been driving all day, and the other has been in the car all day, and is very tired.

After taking a bath, Song Ning nestled in Yan Yan's arms, holding a mobile phone in her hand and doing Huashan strategy.

Sincerity leads to spirit.

The stairs of Mount Hua are very high, famous pilgrims walk to the top of the mountain one step at a time, and those who are more sincere, kowtow at three steps.

Suddenly, the mobile phone in his hand was tapped, his waist was hugged tightly, and a calm and hoarse voice came from above: "You can go, no knocking!"

Song Ning's delicate brows frowned slightly: "We've all come here, sincerity makes spirit, I want us two to be safe and smooth."

"No."

Although Yan Yan's voice was very soft, what he said was beyond doubt.

Song Ning was well aware of his nature, no matter how stubborn he was, it would be useless, so he had to give up for now, put his face against his chest, and compromised: "Okay, okay, listen to you, let's sleep."

I wanted the two of us to have a good night's sleep, and recharge our batteries so that we can climb mountains tomorrow.

What Song Ning didn't expect was that the room in this hotel was not very good, and the sound from the next room could be heard intermittently in the middle of the night.

Male voice mixed with female voice.

Listening and listening, it is getting harder and harder to hear.

Song Ning looked up at the man, she seemed to be asleep, but after hearing that voice, she couldn't fall asleep, she was very disturbed, tossing and turning.

"Don't move, if you move again, you will really die."

A cold voice suddenly sounded behind her, and Song Ning didn't move for a moment, but she could feel a slight change in something.

The cheeks were stained with rouge-like red, and the heartbeat speeded up, clearly and audibly.

The trend in the next room was as if the noon sun was at its hottest, Song Ning couldn't move, and a little sweat broke out on her forehead.

In the end it was too hot, Song Ning moved her body and took a deep breath.

"I feel hot."

Song Ning said aggrievedly, obviously it was too hot.

After the words fell, two mixed voices made a low hush, and Song Ning heard the person beside him obviously breathing heavily.

"Be obedient and sleep well."

Song Ning turned her head, reached for the remote control of the air conditioner on the bedside table, and lowered the temperature a lot.

But it seemed that no matter how much she lowered it, it was useless.

Feeling more and more sleepy, Song Ning's eyelids slowly closed, and she didn't move much.

The moonlight outside the window was reflected into the room through the screen window. In the night, the man slowly lifted the quilt and stood up. The hair on his forehead was slightly wet and stuck to the sharp-edged face. After sitting for a while, he got up and entered the room. out of the bathroom.

**
Song Ning didn't wake up until nine o'clock. Immediately, she hurriedly washed up, changed into a peach-colored sportswear, and followed Yan Yan out of the hotel.

There are many people, and the sun is shining.

Yan Yan looked at the cyan steps with a steep slope, many people were walking, and there were also pilgrims who kowtowed every three steps.

Song Ning took three steps, and at the next step, Yan grabbed her arm and frowned: "Don't kneel."

"........."

Song Ning rolled her eyes.

Finally, nodded.

Song Ning's physical strength is not good. After crawling for a while, she felt a little weak, so she wiped the sweat from her forehead.

(End of this chapter)