The big brother's little dick is sweet and flirtatious

Chapter 260

"where did you go?"

She has been alone for a long time, and suddenly she has a support, and she continues to relax for a long time, but the person she relies on suddenly disappears, and she is very flustered.

Yan Yan took a few steps back after being hit by her, hugged her body with one arm, and carried a bag of chicken with the other free hand, the feathers were very clean.

"Yesterday I ordered a very tender chicken, and it was delivered suddenly today." He said, kissing her heart, and constantly comforting her back: "You sleep so sweetly, you don't want to wake up you."

"I thought you were gone."

Song Ning saw the vacuum-packed chicken in his hand, her eyes became redder, and she tightly wrapped her arms around his waist, "Whatever you want to do in the future, you must take me with you, and don't leave me alone."

Her extremely uneasy appearance fell into Yan Yan's eyes, so helpless.

"No, brother won't leave you alone."

The appointment time is in the afternoon.

Since the morning, Song Ning has been like a human-shaped camera, her eyes have been following Yan Yan's movements, while drinking chicken soup, her little hands are clutching his clothes, afraid that he will run away.

Yan Yan smiled helplessly, and in order to comfort her, he sat her in his arms, surrounded her, and fed her soup with small sips.

"I feel like I'm a cripple."

Ever since Yan Yan picked her up, he did many things by himself. Besides bathing, he would hug her and feed her while eating and walking.

Hearing this, the man pinched her cheek with rough fingertips, and said in a low voice, "In my place, you only need to be responsible for enjoying."

"Yan Yan, you are so kind."

She didn't know how many times she said this, and she didn't tire of it.

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When it was time to go to the hospital, Song Ning leaned on the man's collarbone, looking at the scenery outside the window, shadows intertwined.

Arriving at the destination, Yan Yan took her little hand to the psychological clinic area, where a doctor's assistant was already waiting: "The family members stay here, and the patient can enter alone."

Song Ning paused, looked back at him, feeling uneasy, hugged him tightly, and sniffed the refreshing fragrance brought by him for the last time.

"Wait for me, I will see you as soon as I come out."

Yan Yan kissed her on the forehead, and smiled with pursed lips: "Okay, I'll wait for you to come out."

How could he leave at such a critical time?

Song Ning bent her lips and smiled, and entered the consultation room, the door was slammed shut.

Before this, Yan Yan had already had a rough understanding of the process, and it would take three hours at most, and if it went well, it would only take more than one hour at most.

Leaning against the wall at the door of the ward, with one foot slightly bent, staring at the smooth ground reflecting the light from the corridor ceiling.

His face was calm and calm, but when he looked closely, he could find that the background color in his eyes was trembling with anxiety.

This hospital is very large, each floor is divided into various departments, which are evenly distributed, and the only one is the VIP inpatient department.

Fu Jinsi lived here for several days. It was a luxurious room furnished like a home, but now it was a mess. The smashed things were in tatters, and the prototype could not be seen.

"Jins."

"go out."

Zhong Jing frowned, and continued, "I saw Song Ning."

After the words were finished, Zhong Jing saw Fu Jinsi turned around. He pressed the automatic wheelchair and approached him: "Where is it?"

"Psychological side."

Zhong Jing looked at Fu Jinsi who had lost his legs, and looked away in pain, "If you want to see it, I'll take you there after you finish your meal."

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Song Ning's treatment was going well, and Yan Yan's heart ached when he heard the girl's voice of resistance coming through the door.

The sound of breaking something suddenly came from inside, and the next second, the door was opened, and a soft body rushed into his arms, hugging him tightly.

Behind her were several doctors and a consultation room full of debris, all staring blankly at the girl who suddenly rushed out the door.

"Lingling, what's the matter?"

"We won't watch it if we feel uncomfortable."

Yan Yan gently followed her back, and a large piece of the skirt of her chest was wet.

she cried.

She could barely breathe, she was crying silently, her cheeks were flushed, and her whole body was trembling violently.

"Lingming is good."

Yan Yan hugged her and sat on the floor so that she would nestle safely in his arms. His big palm followed her breath, and he pressed the back of her head with one hand, protecting her and giving her a full sense of security.

Finally, Song Ning finally cried out.

The choked sobs accumulated in his throat were finally released, turning into heart-piercing cries of grievance.

The entire corridor was filled with the cries of girls, and I felt pity when I heard it.

As soon as Zhong Jing pushed Fu Jinsi, who was in a wheelchair, to the door, he heard the girl crying bitterly. Although she was buried in the man's arms, her shoulder blades were trembling violently and her ears were red.

"I... want to go home."

Song Ning said this intermittently, her eyes were swollen like walnuts, her face was full of tears, and she tightly clutched the man's clothes, "I don't want to stay here anymore."

This place was a nightmare for her, a place deprived of all her spirit and soul.

"Go home, let's go home."

Holding her face in his hands, Yan Yan smiled silently, bitterly but also with a touch of happiness.

Song Ning supported his shoulders, with tears on Yan Yan's lips, and the tears kept overflowing from the corners of her eyes.

The people around looked at the two people on the ground who were holding their mouths together, and all looked away in confusion.

Yan Yan woke up quickly, wrapped her in the clothes he had prepared, and spoke again at the corners of her nose and eyes, with a magnetic and hoarse voice: "Is it better?"

Song Ning leaned on his shoulder and nodded vigorously: "I remember, I remember."

"..."

Yan Yan took a deep breath, as if expressing the bad emotions during this period, picked up the girl, and said in a gentle and tender voice: "Brother, take you home."

When it came to home, Song Ning laughed while crying, and leaned close to him: "We'll get ready to get married when we get home, shall we?"

After experiencing separation once, she never wants to have a second time.

"I'm going to ask grandpa to marry you and welcome you into the house to be my wife."

Song Ning looked at the ring on her wrist, sucked her sour nose, pursed her lips and said, "I still have a baby, and we will never separate again."

After the separation, Song Ning just wanted to tie herself and Yan Yan firmly together and never separate.

"Song Ning."

Hearing the voice she rejected, Song Ning's body subconsciously tensed up, staring vigilantly at Fu Jinsi who was sitting in the wheelchair, and asked in a tone of strong hatred: "What are you doing here?!"

"What? Still not giving up?"

The brow bone under Yan Yan's thick eyebrows is very high, with the frost that should not be approached by strangers, and the eyes are thick and fierce, as if they will bite and tear in the next second.

Fu Jinsi said in silence, but he still didn't give up after hearing about Song Ning, but when he saw how dependent Song Ning was on Yan Yan, he felt a soft-hearted urge.

(End of this chapter)