The big brother's little dick is sweet and flirtatious

Chapter 245

But if she refuses, she will always want to tell her fortune.

Song Ning shook a lottery stick, followed by the signer. The fortune teller had a white beard and said while stroking his beard, "Everything goes smoothly in life and career, he is a man of great fortune."

Hearing this, Song Ning beamed with joy, and scanned the QR code to pay. From the corner of her eye, she looked at Yan Yan who was silent, and put the lottery bamboo tube in his palm, her eyes sparkled: "You shake it too."

Yan Yan shook it casually, the stick fell, and the girl handed it over sincerely: "Master, take a look."

The fortune teller squinted his eyes and said mysteriously, "Sir, your fate can be described as ups and downs. In the future, you will..."

The fortune teller saw the man's eyes squinting coldly, full of shocking power, and the words came to his mouth in a second: "Wealthy, rich, happy life..."

Seeing the girl's bright smile and starry eyes, Yan Yan embraced her with one hand, and scratched the tip of her nose with tenderness: "Go back to the mountain, or stay in the temple for one night?"

"Can I live here??"

Song Ning was surprised. I didn't see any one that said I could live in the strategy before.

Yan Yan scanned the fortune teller's payment code with his other free hand, and entered the transfer number.

10000.

A certain APP received: 10000 million.

Song Ning froze, stopped, stared at Yan Yan, then turned around and looked at the fortune teller who was also completely stunned.

Yan Yan raised the ends of his eyebrows, and pressed the center of his brows helplessly. He didn't expect that the fortune teller would actually send out an account reminder with such a loud voice.

Song Ning lowered her head, pulled off the hem of his clothes, and said in a gentle voice, "100 yuan is also money, and it is hard to earn. It is hard-earned money."

The fortune teller said, one calculation is 150 yuan, and two people are 300 yuan.

He turned [-] directly!
Song Ning's flesh hurts just thinking about it, and she wouldn't have gone to fortune-telling if she had known.

Just now he was in good spirits, but now he is obedient and submissive, speaking softly, and he can't help feeling a little regretful.

Yan Yan's hand around her shoulder suddenly slipped onto her waist, picked her up, and placed her on a high platform.

This is the large flat layer on the side of the mountain. The platform is circular, with a big towering tree in the middle, and the abyss behind it.

Song Ning was afraid of heights, and she was a little scared. Sitting here, she could see Yan Yan's determination. She stretched out her hand and held his shoulder tightly, leaned forward, and said anxiously, "Hurry up and get me down."

"Don't be angry with me, okay?" Yan Yan put his hands on her sides, slightly bent, his appearance was very similar to a plank, his clear face was lifted up, staring at the bewildered girl, explaining word by word : "I want to make you happy, I didn't expect it to be self-defeating."

"I know."

She understood his intentions, and the warmth melted in her heart.

However, she is really afraid of the current height.

Song Ning grabbed his clothes, her eyes became firmer, and she slid into his arms from the platform, tightly hooking his neck to prevent herself from falling.

Yan Yan supported her, and kissed her on the cheek like holding a child: "There is a place to stay behind the temple, a tent like a yurt, where you can see the moon and stars at night."

"go."

Girls like to watch things. Song Ning grew up in a family atmosphere full of rituals and waste. She is obviously interested in watching the starry sky at night.

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Song Ning did not expect that the tent Yan Yan mentioned was a semi-circular white glass house. It looked like a tent, but it was actually made of glass. The roof was made of transparent glass, and the interior decoration was the same as a hotel room.

In addition to bathing and washing, you have to go to another place a few meters away to deal with accidents.

After dinner, Song Ning took a bath and lay on the bed, watching the stars appear one by one in the sky.

When the man locked the door and lay beside her, the sky was already full of stars and the moonlight was gentle.

Song Ning turned off the light by the bed, and the moonlight shone through the glass window, soft and boundless.

"Like it?"

"like."

Yan Yan is considerate in everything, caring and gentle, but in his bones he is still a straight man, not very romantic.

As long as I see her happy, I will do whatever I can to make her happy.

Song Ning turned to lie on the bed, looked at him rightly, smiled at him, and lay her pillow in his arms.

She was wearing a thin gauze skirt that reached to her calves.

It is pajamas, but it looks like a long white dress worn outside, extremely pure.

"elder brother…"

"Ok?"

The man's big hand wrapped around her waist, caressing her gently, with a rising sound.

"elder brother?"

Song Ning called him in a low voice.

Yan Yan was puzzled, lowered his eyebrows, and raised her small face half-holding her: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Song Ning smiled softly, playing with the man's fingers, and suddenly asked: "Do you prefer me to call you brother, or do you like me to call you Yan Yan?"

"Lemon."

Yan Yan stared at her with deep eyes, like an invisible vortex, the girl almost fell intoxicated.

"Ok?"

Song Ning's ears warmed up: "No matter what you call me, I will always feel..."

His voice is very magnetic, and when it is lowered down, it is very seductive, with a deceptive taste.

Song Ning blocked his mouth and hummed twice: "Don't expect me to help you tonight!"

"Ning Ning, what are you thinking?" Yan Yan's black eyes were as thick as overturned ink, and his tone was raised with a touch of evil: "The feeling I mean is the heartbeat, where are you thinking?" .”

Song Ning suddenly felt like a small boiling kettle, her cheeks were boiling hot, she twisted the waist of the man who was teasing her, and snorted coldly.

"Ignore you."

Leaving softly in his arms, Yan Yan hooked her back again, locked her tightly, restrained his smile a little, and his eyebrows were as gentle as picturesque: "I won't tease you, I can only stay here for one night, and I will go down the mountain at dawn tomorrow." gone back."

Song Ning stopped struggling and acted obediently like a little rabbit. Looking at the stars in the sky, some of them were particularly bright. She pointed to them and said, "Everyone says that people who pass away from this world will become the ones in the sky. star."

"Mother and father, and mother Yan and father Yan, are they watching us from the sky?"

"If a person can really become a star in the sky after death, it would be nice to see the people around him live in peace."

Song Ning raised her eyelashes, looked at the man's side face soaked in darkness under the gentle night, and said softly, "Brother, thank you for liking me so much."

Yan Yan pinched her small face, and her cool lips curled slightly: "It's not that I like you, my brother loves you."

He spoke clearly and corrected her softly.

Song Ning {don't speak} pressed his hand, and responded to him: "I love you too."

I love you more than I love myself.

Song Ning never dreamed that the man who only wanted to see her for the last time had always loved her deeply.

(End of this chapter)