The big brother's little dick is sweet and flirtatious

Chapter 293

"Dad."

Song Ning looked in the direction of the entrance. The man was wearing a black suit, his figure was as tall as a green bamboo, his posture was loose and lazy, and he was walking towards her with one hand in his pocket.

Song Ning puffed her cheeks, subconsciously said coquettishly: "Why didn't you tell me when you came back? You said yesterday that there are still several days left."

"Give you a surprise."

Yan Yan embraced Song Ning in front of the audience. Everyone in the capital knew that he loved his wife, but Song Ning seldom showed up after giving birth.

Seeing that his father finally came back, Yan Ning proudly hugged his parents' thighs one by one, "There's still me, there's me, I want to hug too."

Yan Yan leaned down lightly, hugged the little guy in his arms, held his little wife in one hand, faced Chen Tingchuan who was approaching, and slightly curled his lips: "I'll take my wife home, I'm going ahead."

"Ah."

Chen Tingchuan smiled warmly, watched the family of three leave, and tightly clenched the hand hanging by his side.

After saying hello to the old house, Song Ning told Yan Ning the story of the picture book before returning to the master bedroom lightly.

"husband?"

Yan Yan was shirtless, sitting on a soft chair and still dealing with documents. Seeing her come back, he pulled the girl into his arms and gently sniffed her fragrance: "Do you miss me?"

"How many times have you asked? Why are you becoming more and more like a child?"

Song Ning laughed at him, and touched his deep and three-dimensional facial features, which was pleasing to the eye.

The man lowered his forehead, really like a child: "Do you love me?"

"I don't love you, who do I love?"

Song Ning chuckled, tugged at his cheeks, a little puzzled: "What's wrong? I'm so nervous this time."

He would not be like this before, but this time he came back and repeatedly expressed his love to her, like an insecure child, sitting on him and imprinting on him.

"I'm afraid that Ningning will dislike me for being old. I'm almost thirty."

Yan Yan's eyes were lingering, and he looked right at the girl's small face, which was delicate and beautiful, and she was only 23 years old in her youth.

She said: "How could it be? Thirty, for you men, the golden age, I like you like this."

"Then I'm relieved." Yan Yan carried her back to the bed, endured a few days of unbearable, and said in a low tone, "How many days will it be over?"

Seeing his purpose from his eyebrows, Song Ning smiled embarrassedly: "I'm only halfway through, so wait."

Hearing this, his deep sigh sounded in the dark room: "It's hard for you to put the child to sleep, today I will put you to sleep."

"it is good."

...

Valentine's Day is coming, Yan Yan is very busy, Song Ning explained today's festival to Yan Ning in detail, and then sent him to the old house.

Today, I booked a restaurant outside and planned to have a good meal with Yan Yan. I arrived at the restaurant first, almost on the back foot, and the man also arrived. He put his arms around her waist and arrived at the restaurant full of atmosphere.

She chose the open-air seats, which were all private seats, and they were well protected from peeping. The two of them looked like an old couple. Song Ning gave him a massage to relax his shoulders: "Husband, happy Valentine's Day."

"Lingning, close your eyes."

Song Ning put down the knife and fork, closed her eyes obediently, her hair was lifted up, and something cold touched her neck.

She actually has a lot of necklaces, but he always took the trouble to buy her all kinds of jewelry.

Touched the wing pendant hanging between the clavicle: "This is [-] million!"

Although he usually bought her not cheap, Song Ning was surprised that a necklace cost [-] million yuan.

"I think it suits you very well, so I took a picture."

Song Ning smacked him on the cheek as a reward: "Thank you husband."

Then she clapped her hands and motioned to the waiter. A small cart was pushed in front of her, and the waiter left.

"This is what I gave you."

Yan Yan lifted the cloth covering the items, and there was a small cake and an enamel figurine in a transparent gift box.

Song Ning explained: "I'll hold this for you, don't think it's ugly!"

"How could I despise myself for being ugly?"

Yan Yan tasted a few bites of the small cake, and under the girl's full expectation, he "bullyed" her while eating the cake.

The sweetness of the cream overflowed in her mouth, Song Ning opened her eyes in a daze, and leaned softly in his arms: "Brother..."

He touched her little face, and lightly silenced her intention: "I haven't called my brother for a long time."

"I love you."

Song Ning hooked his neck, expressing her love wantonly, took out the room card from the inner pocket of her skirt, stuffed it into his palm, her cheeks were blush, "I've already ordered it."

Along the way, as if they had been taken care of, no one appeared, and the door opened with a tick.

Yan Yan raised his foot and kicked the door, looking at the well-arranged room full of affection.

"Lingling, I am very satisfied today."

Song Ning muttered in a low voice: "It's hard work raising me and Xiaoning, this is your reward."

The next morning, Yan Yan went downstairs to prepare breakfast. He had just washed and dressed when he left the room when he saw a middle-aged woman coming out from the next door.

The woman smiled all over her eyes: "This hotel looks very high-end, but it's not soundproof at all. Is my little sister married?"

Song Ning blushed, "Married."

Only then did the woman understand: "Sure enough, it's better to be young, pay more attention to your body."

"Thank you."

Song Ning was ashamed, and when she saw Yan Yan coming, she hurriedly took his arm and went downstairs to eat.

She booked a suite for two nights, and she has to stay for one more night today.

Yan Yan didn't know what she said to that woman, but she kept biting her lips tightly at night and didn't make any sound.

"what happened?"

Song Ning shook her head, her hair was soaked like seaweed on the white bed, and her small face was powdered, looking charming and charming.

He seemed to see what was on her mind, and kept getting stuck on her point, just to make her uncomfortable.

"you…"

Song Ning whimpered, like a sick and uncomfortable kitten, unable to get angry, reached out and bit his arm hard: "Here..."

"What? I don't understand."

Song Ning's tears overflowed, and she lay on his shoulder aggrieved and cried, "Please."

Hearing that, he didn't get stuck a little bit.

Song Ning had a good rest. On the way back to Jinyuan, she ignored everyone, puffed her cheeks, and went back to her room on her own without waiting for him.

"Is there any ice cream at home?"

"Yes sir, I'll get it for you."

Yan Yan refused: "I will do it myself."

Song Ning was sullen, and looked in the direction of the door several times, but saw that there was no movement at all, stomped her feet angrily, changed into her pajamas, and planned to sleep.

"Lemon."

Yan Yan opened the door with a spare key and ice cream in his hand, "Don't you want to eat ice cream? I brought it for you."

(End of this chapter)