The big brother's little dick is sweet and flirtatious

Chapter 262

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

Song Ning smiled and asked him back: "Why are you afraid? You are doing that for me. If you are afraid, the source of the matter is because of yourself. I want to be afraid of you and resist you. Don't you also Is it wrong?"

She spoke logically, methodically, and looked serious.

Yan Yan's cold browbones showed a little tenderness, he reached out and stroked her hair, and said with a faint smile, "Ning Ning has grown up."

"If God gives me another chance to start over, I would still like to grow up with you and love you in the future."

Song Ning sat beside him, hugged his arm, rested her chin on his shoulder, and dropped a kiss on his face, her eyes were full of admiration: "Because my brother is so kind, no one can compare .”

"My Ningning, no one can take her place in my heart."

It seems that this experience not only deepened the relationship between the two of them, but also made them calmer.

Fu Jinsi didn't know where he got the news that she was going back to the capital, so he came to the residence to look for her the night before she was going to leave.

Song Ning didn't want to see him. Through the gate of the fence, she stood at the window on the second floor and looked at Fu Jinsi who refused to leave.

Yan Yan went out on business, and she was the only one at home. She was afraid that Fu Jinsi would go crazy again if he knew Yan Yan was not at home.

Behind Fu Jinsi were Zhong Jing, Zhao Ying, and Qi Xiaochi. Among the four, Qi Xiaochi was the only one with a little trust.

Yan Yan told her that it was thanks to Qi Xiaochi that she was able to find her smoothly this time, otherwise it would not have been so smooth.

Song Ning finally opened the door and asked the servant to entertain them to sit in the living room, while she changed her drowsiness and went downstairs wearing long trousers and short sleeves and a single ponytail.

Simple and clean, casual with a youthful atmosphere, full of girlish taste.

"Is something wrong this time?"

Song Ning was sitting on the sofa in the main seat, her face was so cold that there was no expression at all, and there was no warmth in everything she saw.

Fu Jinsi took out a brooch and put it on the tea table, "I want to give you this brooch as a last farewell, Song Ning."

"no need."

Song Ning declined and shook her head, "For me, this was a bad encounter. I just want to forget those days here as soon as possible and return to my own life."

"..."

Fu Jinsi's hands froze, his brows and eyes were frozen, and he didn't move for a long time.

Song Ning looked up at him and continued, "I have something for you."

After the voice fell, she went upstairs, and when she came downstairs, she was carrying a book in her hand.

"50 Angels of the Year"

"You take this book as a souvenir."

Fu Jinsi's feelings and mentality were too distorted. Song Ning didn't think that he would read this book when she gave it to him. But when she saw the word "angel", she thought that Fu Jinsi was like a devil.

Fu Jinsi took the book and put it on his lap. He was silent for a long time without speaking.

The atmosphere fell into embarrassment, until the servant at the door called "Sir", Song Ning's eyes and brows were smiling, and she jumped into the man's arms like a butterfly.

"came back."

Yan Yan picked her up with one hand, and handed the umbrella to the servant with the other. He didn't seem to see those people in the living room. He sat on the bar with Song Ning in his arms, and poured a glass of warm water.

"Can I not drink today?"

She had been drinking the protein drink for a few days, and the taste made it hard for her to swallow it.

It's not easy for him to be away today, so she doesn't have to drink, but she still can't escape.

"good."

Song Ning leaned against his shoulder, looked at the man's sexy rolling Adam's apple, pursed her lips, looked away unnaturally, the next second the brewed drink was washed away by warm water, her chin was pinched, Song Ning hid If you don't open it, you can only drink it up resignedly.

After finishing the drink, Song Ning wrinkled her small nose and hung on him lazily, showing her girlish look: "How long will I have to drink? I don't want to drink anymore."

Yan Yan put the water glass away, dragged her obsession, and sat down on the sofa seat, her thin lips moved slightly: "Aren't you leaving because you want to see me and my wife being intimate?"

After the words fell, the cooking aunt said: "Sir, madam, the meal is ready."

Song Ning sat beside him in a polite manner, interlocking her fingers. Only then did she smile lightly when she spoke: "My husband is going to accompany me to dinner, so I won't let you down for dinner."

"Let's go, I'm hungry."

In the end it was Zhao Ying who moved first, signaling Zhong Jing to push Fu Jinsi away.

After Song Ning recovered from the treatment, she relied and trusted Yan Yan very much. The two of them got along very comfortably, understood each other, and acted tacitly.

Fu Jinsi and the others finally left. Song Ning held her chin and looked at the man who casually served her soup with a funny face.

"husband?"

Every time she yelled, the smile on Yan Yan's eyebrows became stronger, and Song Ning yelled tirelessly, and she couldn't stop her mouth, pulling his fingers to grind him.

Yan Yan pinched her face, bit the tip of her nose punitively, with a threatening and wicked smile in his mouth: "If you don't eat well, I will let you experience the obligations of a husband."

"No, I'm not fine yet!"

"Refused to communicate! Eat!"

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It was already midnight when Song Ning arrived in the capital. She didn't expect that he would take her directly to the Song family's old house. The house was brightly lit, and they seemed to be waiting for her to go home.

Mr. Song was standing in the yard, crying. Song Ning hugged him and comforted him, "Grandpa, I'm back. I'm fine. I'm fine."

"Just come back, just come back."

Mr. Song didn't say much, didn't ask too much, and arranged a room for her to rest quickly.

What neither of them expected was that Mr. Song had prepared two rooms.

Tired of catching the plane, returning to the familiar environment, should be sleepy and sweet, but Song Ning tossed and turned a little hard to fall asleep, sleeping for a while, waking up for a while.

In the end, Song Ning hugged the pillow and went to the door of Yan Yan's room, knocked on the door, but no one answered, she turned the doorknob to enter, and the room was empty.

Frowning suspiciously, he turned and went back to his room. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a figure sitting beside the bed.

Song Ning threw the pillow on the bed and lay on him from behind, "Brother, I went to your room to look for you, but I didn't expect you to come to my room."

"Where did you come in?" Song Ning looked at the open French windows, thought of something, and smiled: "You turned over the balcony."

"Grandpa doesn't know that we sleep in the same room, and we will live together again when we return to Jinyuan."

Song Ning lay on the bed, patted the empty space beside her, and yawned: "I'm so sleepy, go to sleep."

After staying in the old house for a few days, Song Ning ate well, drank well, and slept well.

When everyone was falling asleep at night, Song Ning went to Yan Yan's bedroom with a pillow in her arms, and was about to sleep with him, when a low growl came from the next room.

(End of this chapter)