The big brother's little dick is sweet and flirtatious

Chapter 287

Half a month ago, Song Ning fell down the stairs and lay in the hospital for half a month. During this half month, she was found to be suffering from depression.

Yan Yan didn't understand that even if he took good care of her and took care of her emotions, the child would suffer from depression when he grew up.

The doctor explained that most likely it was because of something on his mind.

On the second day after Song Ning recovered, she stared at the ceiling in a daze, reached out and pinched her thigh, even if the touch was real, she still had some difficulty believing whether the world was real or not.

"what happened?"

Yan Yan frowned slightly, watching her pinch his arm vigorously.

Song Ning's brain went down for a few seconds, and then she crawled into his arms, with tears in her eyes: "I had a dream, I dreamed that I was back to the day when we returned to the capital, I thought the child I had now was with you The days were fake, and suddenly I woke up again."

The ending of that dream became more and more illogical, making her a little dazed.

"It's all a dream, just wake up." Yan Yan hugged her and gently coaxed her: "Little Ning is frightened, do you want to meet Xiao Ning?"

"How are you doing these days, Xiao Ning?"

The son's name is Yan Ning, which sounds like her name.

She was a full-time mother at home, and Yan Ning never left her.

"He's fine, but I was frightened when I saw you fainted. I sent him to Weisu's house to stay, and Yueyue played with him."

Hearing this, Song Ning felt relieved, and leaned on his shoulder wearily: "I want to go home, take my son home too."

"Pick up later, we haven't had a world together for a long time." Yan Yan hugged her, laid her flat on the ward, and covered her with a quilt: "I'll go through the discharge procedures."

When she got home, Song Ning still felt a little unreal. She actually had such a real dream that she couldn't tell the real from the fake now.

If Yan Yan hadn't been explaining to herself all the time, she might not have believed too much whether this world was a dream or reality.

"You are this?"

The living room is full of luggage, bucket hats and sun protection clothing.

The man's eyebrows are gentle, and his voice is warm and faint: "I have always owed you the honeymoon."

He held marriage proposals and marriages when his son was two years old. When Yan Yan was busy with work, he was always arranging wedding banquets in the capital. He prepared banquets in every big hotel and invited other families in the capital to attend.

On the day of the wedding, there were banquets all over the city with the word "Happy" hanging on them.

At that time, Song Ning thought it was the family that was celebrating with her, but she didn't expect that Yan Yan would entertain guests from all over the place where they went.

The so-called no one knows, no one does not know about her wedding.

Yan Yan has also set up several charitable organizations in her name to help the elderly, children without parents, and people without children.

Yan Yan is not very romantic, but autocratic and caring.

"But what about Xiao Ning? We can't take him on our honeymoon, right?"

That kid is clever and ruthless, cute and dark-bellied, and both his parents have inherited his genes.

Hearing this, Yan Yan was carrying the luggage in one hand and holding her shoulder in the other, and whispered on her cheek: "I have made an agreement with Weisu, Li Jianan is also very happy, I believe that Xiao Ning will be happy living in their house of."

"……This…"

Song Ning was also looking forward to the honeymoon. She had been putting off this matter because she was reluctant to leave her little son in the care of the nanny.

Knowing that she couldn't let go of the child, Yan Yan walked outside with her arms in his arms, and said: "I asked Xiaoning if he wanted to go home, he said he likes to play every month, and he will go home after playing for a few days."

Hearing this, Song Ning became even more sleepy: "Doesn't he miss my mother?"

"Think about it for sure. He knew you were sick, so he didn't cry or make noise. During the few days when you were lying in the hospital bed, he sat by the bed and watched over you."

Yan Yan touched her pink and tender face, even after giving birth, her appearance was still the same as before, but her body was more charming.

"Xiao Ning is very sensible, don't worry."

This honeymoon trip is, on the one hand, to let Song Ning relax, and on the other hand, to ask her about her thoughts.

Song Ning followed him by plane to a city where it is summer all year round, where it is beautiful and the atmosphere is lively.

It was already noon when we arrived at the hotel. After Song Ning had lunch, she was carried back to the room by Yan Yan. She pressed against his lips: "No!"

"Why not?"

The curtains in the room were all closed, and it was dimly lit. Because he was holding her, the atmosphere became a little subtly dense.

Song Ning let go of him, leaned her furry head under his collarbone, and brushed his fingers over his collarbone again and again: "I won't have the energy to go outside to play."

The man's hand on her waist gently rubbed her, his eyes were deep, with a little grievance: "It's been a long time, Ningning, are you willing?"

"There are still many days to come, so you can't bear it?" The girl raised her small face, met his hostile black eyes, and gently smoothed his wrinkled brows: "Be good, next time compensate you."

"Lemon..."

She hugged him tightly like an octopus, wishing that the two of them would merge into one: "Do you have any questions?"

He took care of her emotions too carefully, whenever she frowned while eating, he would be very nervous.

Hearing this, Yan Yan stroked her hair, lowered his eyes and looked at the girl who was pillowed in his arms: "I was discovered by you."

Song Ning nodded and left: "I'm your wife, I know you well."

She got married at the age of 21, and now she is 23 years old. It is accurate to say that she has been with him day and night, at least four or five years.

The man took a deep breath not to smack her smooth forehead, and said in a distressed tone: "The doctor said that you fainted suddenly, maybe because you were overwhelmed with worry. There are a few days when you dream about your parents at night, I am worried. If you mention it again, you will feel uncomfortable, so I didn't tell you, now that I think about it, I did something wrong."

He should deal with this matter in time to prevent Song Ning from being tortured by nightmares. I didn't expect that he would cause her to worry too much because he was worried about affecting her emotions.

"I won't remember this incident when I wake up. We can't hide anything in the future, we must tell it in time."

Song Ning put her face on the side and pressed it against his left atrium. Hearing his strong heartbeat, she felt full of security: "Can you coddle me to sleep? I want to go out to play at night."

It's been a long, long time since she's been presumptuous of herself, and it's a good time to take advantage of this time.

Yan Yan originally thought that according to Song Ning's temperament, he would only go to the beach for a walk, play with some novel gadgets, and eat snacks, but he didn't expect that after dinner.

She said: "Let's go to the bar to have fun, okay? I also drink occasionally at home, and I have a good amount of alcohol."

"Hey, let's play somewhere else."

(End of this chapter)