The big brother's little dick is sweet and flirtatious

Chapter 286

After being decadent at home for a few days, Song Ning regrouped and started a new round of plans. Under the introduction of Su Ningxi, she participated in a love variety show.

I didn't expect Yan Yan to go too. For some reason, she changed from a guest to a little assistant serving him in this variety show.

"Can it be lower?"

Song Ning tried to enter the entertainment industry, but she didn't expect that just after signing the agreement, the director suddenly told her that she was not suitable, and asked her to be an assistant or to direct the later stage.

She would rather serve Yan Yan than she would serve other pious male guests.

Thinking that he came to participate in this variety show for no reason, Song Ning felt a little uncomfortable, and she put more effort into tying his tie.

Yan Yan was tall and straight, with his upper body slightly bent. The girl in front of him didn't know what was thinking, and seemed to be a little sullen. He couldn't help pinching her little face: "What's wrong?"

"fine."

Yan Yan is simply an air-conditioning machine and a language terminator, and the day's filming ended under his coercion.

Song Ning was lying on the bed, next door was Yan Yan's room, she couldn't calm down, she didn't eat much for dinner, and now she suddenly felt a little hungry.

Putting on a coat, he was about to go out to a nearby shop to buy some food, but he didn't pay attention to the icy steps outside, and his feet slipped and he knelt on the ground.

When everything went wrong, Song Ning drooped her thighs in resentment, her palms were filled with snow mixed with sand, her ankles felt numb and painful, she stood up slowly while holding on to the steps, suddenly her body lightened.

Song Ning yelled a little, and put her hands on his shoulders to prevent herself from falling: "Brother..."

She called him a little, but he didn't respond. He just carried him back to the room, frowning tightly, and took the medicine kit to disinfect and clean her wound.

Song Ning flinched in pain, and seeing him put down the medicine box, he said, "I'll take you to the hospital."

"it is good."

She nodded, feeling a bit cramped, she couldn't stand up on her ankle at all, so she could only look at him helplessly, and said in a warm and soft voice, "My foot seems to be broken, I can't walk."

"Put it on."

The man took a coat and put it beside her, then he took gloves and a scarf and put it on her, and when she finished putting on the coat, he hugged her.

Hou Chuyuan did not know when he had already prepared the car outside: "Master, we have already made an appointment."

Song Ning didn't understand what he meant by the appointment until she arrived at the hospital. When her ankle was in the right position, she broke into a cold sweat from the pain, and tightly tugged at Yan Yan's arm.

"Don't participate in the show, go home."

He said he would go home, but Song Ning was still brought home by him. For some reason, grandpa and uncle didn't say anything.

Song Ning stayed at home for two days for the wound. When the wound healed, she made three dishes and one soup at home. When Yan Yan came home from work, she called him: "Have you had dinner? I made a few dishes. Do you want to come to my place to eat?"

Hou Chuyuan drove away knowingly, Yan Yan stretched out his hand to hold her wrist: "I haven't eaten, let's go."

At the dining table, the two fell into silence, only the slight sound of bowls and chopsticks could be heard. Song Ning stuttered absently, and struggled for a moment: "Brother, thank you."

"no need thank me?"

The man put down his chopsticks, straightened his back, and looked indifferent.

Song Ning pursed her lips: "You helped the company through the crisis and sent me to the hospital, thank you."

Yan Yan left after finishing the meal without saying anything, acting like a businessman.

For several days in a row, Song Ning invited him to dinner at home. Although the two of them seldom spoke, they got along well.

Song Ning prepared new dishes, and this day, as usual, she waited for Yan Yan to come home from get off work, but this time she unexpectedly saw another woman beside Yan Yan.

Fu Rong.

Fu Rong in the dream went to jail.

It looks like the two should still be friends.

"Who is this?"

"younger sister."

Song Ning took a few steps forward, holding the man's wrist, silently swearing her sovereignty: "You brought this sister back for dinner?"

"She is temporarily staying at my house tonight, we can go out to eat."

He saw the girl's defensive appearance, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, but he quickly returned to his usual indifferent appearance.

Song Ning's hand holding his wrist slipped into his palm, curled up in his palm, and smiled faintly at Fu Rong: "Let's eat together."

Fu Rong looked at the hands of the two tightly intertwined, and smiled with bent eyes: "Excuse me."

At the dining table, Song Ning chose a seat very close to Yan Yan, and sat next to him, picking up food for him from time to time: "Brother, this is delicious."

"I've never heard Brother Yan mention that he has a younger sister." Fu Rong hooked her lips coquettishly: "How old is my sister this year?"

"Nineteen, almost twenty."

You can get a marriage certificate when you reach [-].

Facing Song Ning who was so hostile, Fu Rong smiled lightly and said nothing. After the meal, she asked, "Will you stay tonight..."

"Stay with me."

Song Ning was like protecting a calf, crossing between the two of them, fearing that Fu Rong would take Yan Yan away.

Both Fu Rong and Yan Yan were taken aback, Fu Rong nodded: "Then I'll go to your guest room to sleep for a while."

"Ah."

Seeing Fu Rong leave, Song Ning finally realized what she had done. She squeezed her fingertips annoyedly, and suddenly her waist tightened, and the pressure approached: "Same bed tonight?"

"I'm going to clean a guest room for you to sleep in."

"No need."

Yan Yan clasped her shoulders and led her upstairs. The moment the door closed, she held the door tightly, staring at him with watery eyes: "Do you like me?"

"Why don't you ask me if I still hate you?"

Song Ning met his hostile black eyes, lowered her head and pondered for a while, and then said: "I had a dream, a long, long dream. We have come together through hardships, and we have a new life." A baby, so, I don't want to worry about this anymore, I like your brother."

After saying this, Song Ning threw herself into his arms, felt his body temperature, and laid her head obediently on his chest: "It's not that I like you, it's that I love you."

"But... Song Ning, I hate you."

I hate you.

These three words are like throwing a huge stone into a calm lake, and the water splashes out dully.

Immediately afterwards, Song Ning felt that her whole body was being pulled, almost tearing her apart, and she was dripping with cold sweat from the pain in her internal organs.

Concerned and anxious calls sounded in the air around her, gradually approaching her side from a hazy distance.

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"Lemon?"

"Lingning! Wake up!"

"Defibrillators!"

Song Ning's consciousness gradually came back, and the words rang in her ears: "Three! Two! One!"

"Gajiao!"

"230 Prepare!"

Song Ning only felt that she was being pulled by herself, and gradually lost interest.

"Grandpa, Ningning is fine."

Mr. Song stood guard at the door of the ward, crying from anxiety.

(End of this chapter)