The big brother's little dick is sweet and flirtatious

Chapter 268

Song Ning was forced to lean against the edge of the dining table, the man leaned her upper body slightly, she propped her hands back, opened some distance, and faltered: "I...I can't do it now, next time next time."

After the words fell, she ran sideways into the kitchen.

She was very courageous before, but now she shrinks back mainly because he is really different from before, it is too scary, and she is afraid of the whole thing.

Through the glass door of the kitchen, Yan Yan looked at the avoiding girl, his thin lips curled up slightly, showing a strong sense of laziness, with a sense of gentleness and scum in his calmness and stability.

The heat on her face faded, Song Ning looked at the menu, and picked out some needed things for the main course and side dishes.

She is in charge of cleaning and peeling the skin. The peeling tools are the kind that belong to the kindergarten. I am afraid that she will hurt a little bit of herself.

"Brother, don't you think I'm getting more and more delicate?"

While she was peeling the potatoes with a tool, she looked at the tall and tall body of the man beside her. His profile was smooth and distinct, with a straight nose.

He stole a scent on her cheek, and his voice was a little wanton: "This means that brother loves you, you don't have to do anything, I just serve you."

"I'm really spoiled by you."

Song Ning smiled lightly, her delicate and beautiful face was full of happy smiles.

Yan Yan's learning ability is really not ordinary, and the new recipe tasted like the one in the photo when he made it to him. Song Ning took a sip, her eyes were wet and she smiled: "It's delicious!"

After dinner.

Song Ning was lying on the sofa to digest, while watching the latest popular variety show, the warm and cool lights above her head smudged the man who was working hard, and cast a golden halo around his body, like a god descending.

She got up and wrapped his arms around his neck from behind, lying on his neck, and just saw his computer screen clearly, she was a little dazed.

The computer was in a meeting, and the elites of all levels with several boxes on the screen were walking on eggshells.

"excuse me."

As soon as Song Ning got up halfway, he was grabbed by his big hand and let her sit beside him, only her shoulders were exposed on the computer screen.

She poked his waist and whispered to him, "It's not good."

"nothing."

The appearance of the girl made the people on the other side of the screen feel a little relaxed, and the dignified and tense atmosphere eased.

Song Ning kept her sense of existence to a minimum throughout the whole process, as if she was a telephone pole, a vase, without any sense of existence.

Because she was here, the originally two-hour meeting ended in half an hour. Not only Song Ning breathed a sigh of relief, but all the high-level elites felt as if they had been reborn.

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Song Ning went to the school early in the morning to prepare for the congress. Ye Zizi dressed her up in the background. After Yan Yan sent her to the school, she sat and drank tea in the principal's office, waiting to meet her.

At the beginning of the congress, the leaders gave speeches first, followed by representatives from other departments of the school, and finally the outstanding students in the graduation season.

Song Ning looked at the man sitting with the leader in the broadcasting room on the second floor. His face was expressionless, his black eyes were indifferent, and his whole body was filled with a cold aura that repelled others.

"Lingling, it's your turn."

Ye Zi reminded her.

As soon as Song Ning appeared, not only the applause was louder than the leaders of the school, but many people took pictures with prepared cameras or mobile phones.

Walking to the center of the stage, she smiled politely. According to the script given by the school, she said something very official. Finally, there was a question-and-answer session for the students.

The school leaders were also afraid that the scene would get out of control, so they picked out a few hot topics and issues that everyone cared about in the school forum in advance.

[Does senior have a boyfriend? 】

[Sister Song Ning is really a hidden rich second generation? 】

【She is so good now, how much effort we have to make if we want to reach her. 】

Wait for the following...

Song Ning picked a few questions: "Talent is very important, and acquired hard work is also very important. Always work hard to move forward and make yourself an excellent person!"

The next question she picked was about her relationship and family. This question was also the most curious of everyone. She suddenly fixed her eyes on Yan Yan who was in the audience, her eyes shining brightly.

"Before I was about to take the college entrance examination, I lost my parents, and at the same time, my brother Zhuma who grew up with me. The two families fell apart overnight."

"I have never been in love because of my brother. I have been following in his footsteps since I was a child. Things at home made me breathless. Fortunately, I reunited with my brother later."

"I can have what I have now, all because of my family and brother who have always encouraged and helped me."

"I love my brother very much, I am not a rich second generation, I am my brother's only baby, right?"

She doesn't know many pleasant words, she cares about all Yan Yan's emotions, and she said this today to express her love for him.

The audience was silent for a moment, and then there was a little applause, which turned into the sound of blessings from everyone.

Song Ning was full of emotions, and finally said something to encourage them, and then stepped off the stage.

As she walked backstage, Yan Yan, who was sitting among the leaders, got up.

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In the corridor, Song Ning leaned her back against the wall and leaned against the motionless body, her eyelids kept trembling, and she breathed away as she merged into one.

She leaned on his shoulder limply, "I have no strength left."

"If you want to hug..."

His big palm gently rubbed her slender waist.

"I know."

Song Ning understood what he meant when she saw his unreserved expression, but she really couldn't get out now.

Before Yan Yan picked her up, there was a sudden "click" at the end of the corridor.

Song Ning subconsciously hid in his arms, "Someone secretly took pictures!"

"Just shoot, what are you afraid of?" Yan Yan glanced at the person holding the camera with cold eyes, picked up the charming woman in his arms, and strode away.

On the way out of the school gate, looking at the constantly retreating campus scenery, she felt uncomfortable for a moment. She patted the man on the back: "Shall we take a walk here?"

"it is good."

Yan Yan held her hand and strolled around the campus. The masculinity was dignified and abstinent, and the girl was petite and dainty, looking very seductive.

Walking to the kiosk where many couples date on campus, Song Ning pursed her lips and said, "When I was in high school, I always thought that I would go to college with you and be together every day."

"Remember when we got hungover on the balcony at home when Mom and Dad weren't around?"

He stared at the girl's slightly stunned face: "What's wrong?"

Yan Yan sighed, held half of her face in his hands, and said in an unhurried tone: "You were drunk that day, I asked you if you liked a boy, and you said you liked your monitor, but not me."

(End of this chapter)