The big brother's little dick is sweet and flirtatious

Chapter 85 85 School Backstreet Wonton
The students ran very fast. After Song was bumped once, even if he tried to avoid it, it was inevitable that he would still bump into him.

"Be careful."

Suddenly, the shoulders tightened, and the body approached the warm and generous embrace, and the familiar clear fragrance lingered in the nostrils.

Song Ning's height of 1.6 meters and [-] meters is extraordinarily petite and exquisite in front of the man. When she looks up, she can only see the man's beautiful and white chin. If you look carefully, there is a little bit, which should be a beard.

Yan Yan lowered his head slightly, his eyelids were as cold as frost. If the girl in his arms hadn't raised her head, he could only see the top of her dark head.

Delicate and small, the same as before.

"thanks."

Song Ning's heartbeat was missed by him for a moment, and she couldn't help saying thank you to cover up her panic.

Yan Yan let go of her shoulders, opened the distance between the two of them, and stretched out his hand towards her.

Song Ning: "Huh?"

Yan Yan held her hand without saying a word, and found that her fingertips were cold.

The capital is about to enter autumn, which makes people feel a little cool.

"Holding." Yan Yan squeezed her hand and put it in his pocket, "Why are your hands so cold?"

The two moved closer, and Song Ning's cheeks felt a little hot, but she didn't notice it. She felt the god-like man beside her warming her hands, and almost forgot to reply.

It was Yan Yan who bent down and leaned in front of her, and touched her soft cheek with the back of the index finger of the other hand, seemingly inadvertently but also deliberately: "Why is your face so hot when your hands are so cold?"

The man's index finger lightly touched Li, and immediately he straightened his tall and straight body.

"I…"

Song Ning was dazed by his action, unable to react for a moment, looked up at the man staring at her, and said quickly, "Maybe... the skin is sensitive when the season changes."

"..."

Yan Yan showed no expression, and the two held hands tightly in his pockets, reminding in a low voice, "Be careful where you step."

Song Ning was taken away by him, and the moment he turned around, he quickly touched his hot face and rubbed it vigorously, thinking that in this way he could try to reduce the dryness on his face.

The girl didn't notice that in a place she couldn't see, the man's browbones showed a slight tenderness, and a faint smile appeared from the corners of his violently red eyes, faintly visible.

When I came to the back street of the school, it was still the same as before, nothing changed, except that the plaques of some stores had been renewed, and some new stores had been opened. It seemed that everything was exactly the same as it was five years ago.

Before I came to the wonton shop, the store was still open with the kind-hearted old woman in my memory.

Song Ning was a little touched by the situation. After her parents passed away, the news could not be concealed from her grandma who had a heart attack. She was overly depressed at night and died of a sudden illness.

The old woman and grandma in front of her looked at her with kind and warm eyes.

Seeing two guests coming, the old lady walked slowly towards the door against the setting sun, and greeted them slowly, and asked with a smile, "Would you like a large or a small portion of wonton?"

"Grandma, do you remember me?"

Song Ning used to come here often, and was very close to the old lady. Occasionally, when Yan Yan got out of class, she would come here to wait for Yan Yan to finish get out of class, and by the way, help the old woman serve wontons to the guests.

The old lady looked at Song Ningzai carefully, and suddenly clapped her hands with a smile, "Isn't this Ningning? The child has grown up, and I, an old woman, can't even recognize her."

"Grandma."

Song Ning chuckled, and called her in a low voice, "I just returned to the capital, and I missed your wontons, so I came here."

(End of this chapter)