The little counselor is getting divorced every day

It was almost noon when Bai Ning woke up. The back of his left hand was red and swollen. With his white and slender fingers, there was an indescribable sense of disobedience, and the whole arm was numb and painful.

Bai Ningqi impulsively smashed against the wall last night, greeted Wen Yizhou a hundred and eighty times in his heart before washing up, changed into clothes with sleeves long enough to cover the back of his hands, and went downstairs to look for food.

With his injured left hand hanging down, he put the food in the microwave to heat up with one hand. While waiting, he saw Wen Yizhou sitting in the living room looking at the computer with a serious face, and he was furious.

But he pretended he didn't see it, picked up the food and was about to go back to the room, but he looked at Wen Yizhou with a serious expression - this person walked over at some time.

The open kitchen was not in the way, Bai Ning wanted to leave, but Wen Yizhou easily snatched the food from his hand.

"not fresh."

Wen Yizhou didn't get someone to clean it up yesterday, and the food in the refrigerator was not fresh.

Bai Ning was so hungry that he wanted to grab it, but to no avail, and was pushed on the cooking table.

Wen Yizhou lowered his head and looked at him carefully. Seeing that the face that had been smeared with cream became fairer and smoother, like pearls, he wanted to try the texture for a while.Before he could touch his face, Bai Ning stepped on him and stared at him viciously, like a kitten blowing fur at a lion.

Taking advantage of Wen Yizhou's pain, Bai Ning picked up the food again, and he was dragged back after walking two steps.

"Put it down." Not only that, Wen Yizhou threw the food into the trash can with the bowl attached.

"Wen Ba Dao, you are looking for death." Bai Ning was so angry that he punched him, but this time he touched his injured left hand, the strength was not strong, so he easily avoided it, and was held down by both hands, tightly in his arms .

Wen Yizhou looked at him, with puzzlement, inquiry, and helplessness in his eyes, it was too complicated, Bai Ning couldn't understand it, so he simply averted his eyes.

"Come down for breakfast if you know you're hungry."

"I don't want you to worry about it, my lord." Bai Ning's hand felt more and more painful when he pressed it, and he was angry and uncomfortable, trying to break free but in exchange for a more forceful restraint.

Bai Ning glared almost angrily, Wen Yizhou was very helpless, but at this moment, the doorbell suddenly rang.

There were two people at the door, one on the left and one on the right, carrying a huge painting wrapped in white cloth, and the receipt showed that the giver was Guman, so Wen Yizhou let people in - before Jing Shaoan, Fang Danyi and Si Le He refused all the gifts that came.

Seeing this, Bai Ning asked them to carry it to the utility room without thinking about it.

When the people left, Wen Yizhou pointed to the camera on the coffee table, "Xiao Luo gave it to you."

Bai Ning glanced at him, snorted disdainfully, turned around and was about to leave.

"Pay attention to manners!" Wen Yizhou's tone was a bit fierce, Bai Ning paused, and the word "thank you" almost blurted out, but he gritted his teeth and held back.

He doesn't seem to be in the same mood as when he was fighting for favor and attention towards Wen Yizhou when he was a child. He vaguely feels that the emotions he suppressed for too long have an outlet, and he doesn't want to listen to him anymore, he is afraid that he will lose control.

Even though the atmosphere was good last night, Wen Yizhou rubbed his temples when he saw someone rushing upstairs in anger, unbuttoned his neckline a little annoyed, and asked someone to bring him food.

It only took 10 minutes for the food to be delivered, Wen Yizhou thought that Bai Ning had just celebrated his birthday, so he went upstairs with his camera to order someone to eat.

In Bai Ning's room, colorful quilts were randomly piled up, a grown dolphin doll was placed on the bed, and there was a toffee on the table, but there was no one in the room, Wen Yizhou put down the camera and retreated out.

He searched for the rooms on the second floor one by one. Only the movable hanger in the cloakroom had been vaguely moved. Wen Yizhou moved a path for himself. After walking a few steps, he saw Bai Ning lying on the colorful carpet with his eyes closed, and a group of people above him. There were rows and rows of clothes, some of which were even hanging down on him.

"What are you doing?" Wen Yizhou couldn't explain why he was angry, and his tone was very bad.

"What does the young master do has nothing to do with you." Bai Ning just wanted to hide his feelings for Wen Yizhou, and felt aggrieved when he saw someone.

Hearing this, Wen Yizhou closed his eyes and calmed down for a moment, then removed the hanger and carried him up.