The big brother's little dick is sweet and flirtatious

Chapter 41 Waiting For You To Eat
Chen Qi was so angry that he was about to throw the crutch in his hand towards him.

Chen De achieved his goal in the meeting, and he stopped Chen Qi with a smile, not wanting to make trouble again.

"Dad, don't worry, I will never cause trouble!"

"I'll work hard."

Seeing how well-behaved his beloved little son was, Chen Qi calmed down a lot of his anger.

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Qingyuan.

Song Ning nestled on the sofa, curled up into a ball, looking at Yan Yan's house through the window from time to time.

There was no light, and she stared at it for a long time, but there was no one at home.

Ever since that time when Yan Yan was at the door and said that he never blamed her, and still called her Ning Ning as before.

Song Ning felt that her heart, which had been empty all the time, seemed to be filled with stones.

Apart from her grandfather and uncle, Yan Yan was the last person she wanted to leave and rely on.

It was getting late, and the night was alluring.

Song Ning stayed motionless until a familiar black car stopped at the door. The man's movements were elegant and dignified, and Hou Chuyuan didn't know what they were talking about.

Song Ning put on her shoes, ran to the window, opened the window, raised her score, and said in a sweet voice, "Yan Yan!"

Hearing her voice, Yan Yan turned sideways, nodded slightly, with gentle eyes.

Then he opened the car door, and a woman came out of the car door.

It's Fu Rong.

Song Ning remembered her.

When she was in the bar box, she saw her, although she didn't have a deep impression.

Song Ning turned her clear and dark eyes, looked at Yan Yan lowered her head, wondering what she said to Fu Rong.

Then Hou Chuyuanxu helped Fu Rong into the room, Yan Yan stood there, and then Xin Chang's tall and straight figure moved towards her.

Song Ning opened the door, a little curious: "How did that person go to your house just now?"

"There's something wrong, stay away from the limelight with me."

Yan Yan put on pink slippers that were extremely unsuitable to his style, and put his big comforting hands on the little girl's head, rubbing it like he would treat a beloved object.

Glancing at the kitchen and the table, there was no trace of eating, and he frowned: "Didn't eat?"

"I eat alone, I don't have much appetite, I want to wait for you to come back and eat together."

When Song Ning was asked such a question, she felt hungry all of a sudden, "Have you eaten yet?"

Yan Yan remembered that Hou Chuyuan said just now that the food was prepared at home, and then said: "No, I have prepared food over there, go to my place to eat."

"it is good."

Fu Rong entered the room, rubbed his sore and sore arms, sat on the sofa, and looked around the whole room.

It's very ordinary, without any design. Judging from the design of the house, it's not as good as Jinyuan's.

Fu Rong didn't quite understand, why did Yan Yan stay in this small place without going back to live in Jinyuan?

In Fu Rong's view, Qingyuan and Jinyuan are in the same sky and the same underground.

Thinking of Yan Yan's family background and social status, the more he looked at Qingyuan, the more ordinary and vulgar he felt.

I just heard someone calling Yan Yan in the car, but I didn't expect Song Ning to live opposite Yan Yan's house.

Presumably this is where Yan Yan and Song Ning grew up together.

Hou Chuyuan brought the medicine box and put it on the table, planning to treat Fu Rong's wound.

But Fu Rong dodged it.

The woman smiled decently, but still looked frightened and weak, "Chu Yuan doesn't bother you anymore, you are serving Brother Yan, how can you serve me?"

"It's just a small injury, I can do it myself."

As he spoke, he wanted to apply the medicine by himself, and just after applying a little medicine, Fu Rong heard the sound of the door opening to change shoes at the entrance.

Fu Rong's hand holding the cotton swab tightened, taking advantage of Hou Chuyuan's inattention.

(End of this chapter)