The big brother's little dick is sweet and flirtatious

Chapter 277

"Is there anything you want to ask me?"

Song Ning shook her head: "I believe in you."

She got up and sat in the empty seat beside him, put her arms around his waist and put her face against his chest, and said softly, "Just like you believe in me, you won't want me."

"..."

Yan Yan pinched her waist, lifted her to sit on his lap, and bit her lips: "Did you miss me?"

The girl nodded, her nose a little sore: "When I saw the news, I was so worried. You haven't slept for a few days? The beard stubble has grown out, and you don't go home for five days, and don't let me go to you. "

"I'm sorry to make you worry." He rested his head on the girl's shoulder, gently rubbed his chin, sniffing the girl's fragrance, "Now I have nothing to do with the Yan family, please support me. "

"It doesn't matter, let's start a company that belongs to the two of us, just start a new business."

Song Ning kissed him on the cheek, her watery eyes swept over his eyebrows and handsome nose, and finally fell on his beautiful thin lips, raised her small face, and closed her seals.

Unable to withstand his attack, with dishes and food behind her, Song Ning turned her face away and avoided him: "Let's go back to the room."

She wrapped his arms around him, wrapping her limbs around him like an octopus.

After such a toss, it was already night when Song Ning woke up, enduring the pain, and slowly turned around.

"Is it alright?"

The girl puffed her cheeks sadly: "It can't be done, it won't work these days."

"Heh..." The man let out a chuckle, retracted the arm that was resting on her head, and Song Ning rolled on top of him, "It's been five days, and you don't think about me except in your head?"

"No."

Song Ning was stubborn and wanted to sit up, but she didn't dare. All her clothes were on the ground. If she got up straight away, she didn't know what would happen.

As if seeing what she was thinking, Yan Yan smiled casually, lifted the quilt, and carried her into the bathroom before she could make a sound.

Song Ning whimpered like a kitten.

The bathroom is very large, comparable to a room, with a bathtub on one side and a wet and dry shower on the other.

Yan Yan freed one hand to fill the bathtub with water.

Song Ning faltered: "You don't mean to..."

"Hey, this will be better."

Song Ning: "..."

/
The next day, while Song Ning was sitting in the back garden drawing manuscripts, she overheard a conversation between two maids.

"Did you hear that yesterday?"

"I heard it! I heard it when I woke up last night. At first I wondered where the sound came from, but then I found out that it was coming from the master bedroom."

"Mr. Wutian hasn't been home yet, and my wife has been staying at home all the time. She doesn't leave the door, and doesn't go through the second door. As soon as she comes back..."

"One day is like three autumns. This shows that the husband and wife have a good relationship."

"That's right, we are envious of not coming."

Song Ning took the manuscript and walked back to the bedroom silently, and kept fanning her face with her hands. Thinking of something, she put a bluetooth speaker in the room to play music, then closed the door and walked out.

Thinking of my own voice last night, I turned it up at an almost appropriate volume, and after a while, I realized that it could be heard downstairs and in the corridor.

In the evening, Yan Yan dealt with the closing of the company. As soon as he got home, he dismissed the servants at home, carried Song Ning into the dining room, and put her on the table: "Come in the kitchen today, everyone has spent."

"Take a break."

Song Ning acted coquettishly at him, and wanted to get off the table, but he was pressed to death, and there was nowhere to escape: "I'm really tired, I can't eat or sleep well these days without you, really!"

She leaned forward, held his face, and pouted with pink lips: "next time, next time, and I've been here for a few days, so it's not convenient."

After staring at her for a few seconds, Yan Yan took a deep breath, hugged her to sit on the sofa in the living room, and touched her head: "All the company's affairs have been dealt with today, and in the next time, I will It's all yours."

"It's just that we can't go back to the capital yet, my small company hasn't been dealt with yet."

Song Ning raised her eyebrows, and said in a slightly disappointed tone: "Ah, I have all the money ready, and I want to go back to the capital to start a business with you."

"The matter of Chu Yuan and Xi Ge has not been settled, so we can't leave for the time being."

Song Ning was surprised: "Chu Yuan and Xi Ge?"

He said: "Chu Yuan has always wanted to see Xi Ge's mother, and wanted to know why he was taken away by her mother."

Song Ning didn't quite understand, "Is it difficult to meet Xige's mother?"

"Disaster."

/
Accompanied by Yan Yan, Song Ning traveled around the imperial capital and lived in peace.

At night, it was snowing heavily, Song Ning lay on the glass, let out a breath, a white mist appeared on the glass, and wrote two words on it with her finger: Ning, Yan.

"Want to build a snowman?"

Suddenly, a man's gentle and mellow voice came from behind.

She turned her head, her eyes were as bright as stars, and she blinked: "Is it okay?"

Yan Yan has always been very concerned about her physique, she is well maintained now, her complexion is rosy, and she is good in all aspects, but she is prone to weakness and coldness.

It would be difficult for Xia Tian to eat an ice cream, but this time she actually agreed to let her build a snowman.

Song Ning happily put on all kinds of heat preservation measures, wrapped up like a little bear, Yan Yan brought a mask and put it on for her, revealing only a pair of clear eyes.

"Let's go."

She held his hand and walked outside.

Song Ning had already made plans to build a snowman, but when she walked outside, a servant had already built a snowman, she pursed her lips: "Is this the snowman you said?"

For some reason, a sulky air suddenly condensed in her heart, and she panicked, unable to control her temper. The girl clenched her fists, trying to control her inexplicable negative emotions.

"I'm worried that you are tired, let people pile it up first."

The hot interest was splashed with cold water, Song Ning was depressed, let go of his hand, and said lightly: "There are still manuscripts to draw, I will go back to the room first."

"Lemon..."

Sensing that she was depressed, Yan Yan grabbed her wrist, leaned down slightly, and looked at her drooping eyelashes without emotion: "Your body..."

"The body is not good, and it is easy to catch cold, so don't touch it and don't play with it."

Song Ning's voice was a little cold, but her tone was crisp. After she finished speaking, she regretted seeing the man's dazed expression, but she didn't know why she was like this.

Unspeakable bitterness stuck in his throat, and his eyes were flushed: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean that, I know...you are concerned about my physical condition, and I didn't mean to lose my temper with you today."

She explained helplessly, tears blurred her eyes, and pushed away his hand holding his wrist: "I want to be alone for a while."

Yan Yan watched her walk into the back room, frowning.

(End of this chapter)