He Has a Sickness that Needs to be Cured

Yan Ning still worried that this situation really doesn't have anything, but he is thinking about it, and the system is even awarded to him. It should not be more wrong.

Implementing it is that he doesn't understand, the heart of sleep has now fallen to the bottom, so the composite rate has also increased by 70%.

He distressed three seconds, and the ends of the table were still awkward. He was not at the same time, and quietly walked from the other side with Song Zhou.

The driver is still waiting outside, and the two people have been departed in accordance with the address of the Song Zhou, and the place where he lives is not far away.

When the driver in front of the bus, I asked more: "When is the second young master going back? I am waiting for you downstairs?"

Yan Ning estimated that Song Zhou cooking has to spend a little time, Xiao Congyi said that it is not necessary to use the car, let him return.

The place where Song Zhou lived is a relatively short community. There is no elevator in the building. He followed the five floors in Song Zhou all the way, he suddenly became tense: "Do you parents at home?"

"No," Song Zhou bowed the key to open the door, the sound of the lock cylinder was crisp in the corridor, "I live alone."

The door opened, and Yan Ning curiously probed, and some cautiously stepped into Song Zhouji.

A very ordinary one-bedroom, the furniture placed in the house is very simple, and Yan Ning also found that there is no settlement in the living room.

Walking in the front of Song Zhou turned around, and immediately stretched out the door, thoroughly isolated the world.

When the door was heard, he was in the heart of the heart, he was clipped between the door and Song Zhou, and he could see the face close at hand.

"Bar", Song Zhou also locked the door from inside.

Perhaps it seems to have a nervousness of Yan Ning. Song Zhou pinched the tip of the Pinning, bending him, gave him a new slipper, and the way will help him put the bag, "Just sit."

It's not too early, Song Zhou quickly entered the kitchen and was busy, and Yan Ning took a circle in the house.

The door of the Song Zhou room was closed, and Yan Ning changed his direction and went to the kitchen to see Song Zhou cooking.

Today, he came over, it was temporarily decided, did not prepare anything in advance, Song Zhou is washing, and Yan Ning himself will help.

Song Zhou did not refuse, turned to prepare something else.

Before Yan Ning passed, it would not cook, and I went to the kitchen in the family to fight, and one person went out or taken away, and rarely did it.

In addition to Qiang Ning to eat, Song Zhou also made a lunch at noon tomorrow, and all the days outside will be black.

He installed the box, put the end of Yan Ning in the living room, and called him to eat.

"How much did you eat in the evening, eat it together?" Yan Ning took two tableware, "the dish is a bit more, I can't finish alone."

Song Zhou took off the apron, poured two glasses of water: "Well."

Yan Ning noticed that the cup he took came like a new, and it looks like a pair, a small flower in a blue, one is red.

There is also a new slipper wearing at his feet. Most of them are the last time I said that I have to come to Song Zhoujia, he will prepare these.

Tea has some short, Yan Ning sits slightly not suitable, simply withdrawing the stool directly on the ground, Song Zhou pulled his arm to stop: "The floor is cold, don't sit."

The ground shop is a light-colored wooden board, and it is also very clean, and Yan Ning reaches hand touched: "Don't cool."

Song Zhou silently took a moment, got up and took two little pillows on the sofa, so that the Yingning mat sat on the ground, and I sat one.

It's much much more, and Yan Ning is in the near Song Zhou, and the relatives: "Thank you."

Song Zhou should have a sound, support his hand, it seems to want to relative to him.

Yan Ning breathed breathing, Song Zhou did hesitated when he was going to meet him, probably remembered that he was last said that he was allowed to move his hands and returned.

Yan Ning can't get over, it is not good to say anything, and you have a meal.

When the two were eaten, it was already 9:30 in the evening. Yan Ning took the initiative to go to wash the tableware and blocked by Song Zhou.

"Is it now a driver?" Song Zhou bowed the desktop, "I still sit again?"

Yan Ning is in the sofa, I don't want to move: "Let's wait, anyway, it is so late ..."

Xiao Father got home and didn't hurry to find two brothers. It is estimated that Xiao Juxi has not returned home now, I don't know if it is with his unmarried wife, or is explained in and sleep.

Song Zhou washed a bowl back, picking up the sofa, Qi Ning, let him rely on himself, "How do you make a fine, uncomfortable?"

Yan Ning adjusted a posture, and he closed his eyes: "Eat is too full, support."

"I help you smash?" Song Zhou slammed the waist of Yan Ning from the side, and the speech was extremely close, and the spit was sprayed in Yan Ning's ear, and Yan Ning reached out.

He sat up and changed, and he was facing Song Zhou to put his face in the past: "Do you want to kiss me?"

Yan Ning also looked at the things before eating, deliberately licked the lips, and the ruddy tongue explored and retracted.

Song Zhou's eyes are dark, squeezing from the throat: "Well."

They also stayed alone in a room, but that is in Yanning's home, now it is not the same, Yanning is alone in his site, and does not know the danger.

It is really not completely different from it.

He knew what Yan Ning wanted to do anything. After he answered it, Yan Ning retired, and he said: "Don't give pro."

Real revenge.

Yan Ning directly slammed directly from the sofa, took out the mobile phone to see time: "I will go back now, I will give the driver to call the phone ..."

He suddenly was suddenly empty, and Song Zhou took his mobile phone to throw it on the sofa. "It's better to sleep here."

At this time, I couldn't stay a danger. I haven't had time to react. Song Zhou pushed him on the sofa, and the whole person was bulky, and the breathing was heavy.

"You ..." Yu Ning Phase God, pushing Song Zhou with hand, "you get up ..."

Song Zhou simply pinned his wrist to the top, the knee also arrived at his legs and did not let him move, and he lowered his neck.

Yan Ning suddenly didn't panic. He didn't treat him. I won't know the nose of Song Zhou. "You will mark me."

The air was solidified for a few seconds, and the force on the Qinger wrist was tightened in an instant. He was struggling.

Song Zhou quickly loosened, and it was very frustrated, and the eyelashes were thrust, whispered: "If you want to kiss you ... Let me pro, are it good?"

Yan Ning actually heard a grievance from his tone, soft: "Ok ... oh!"

His good word has not been finished, Song Zhou blocks his lips, like a few days in the desert, and finally encounters a sweet spring eye, almost losing reason.

Yan Ning tongue roots, Song Zhou has already left his hand, and buryed his head and kissed the waist of Yan Ning, and put him up and put it on the leg.

The second Song Zhou is a lot of gentle, and a little teases the tip of Yan Ning, and the right hand stretched into the position of the gland, and gently rubbed.

Song Zhou's positives seem to be more aggressive when they come into contact with Qi Ning, and Yan Ning is not controlled to rely on it, and I feel scared.

"Want to mark you," Song Zhou sidedly, he said, "I want ... Thoroughly mark you."

Yan Ning can't hurt, Song Zhou whispered: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid ... I asked Dr. Li, I can pro."

When I didn't know, he has already contacted Dr. Li, and the words are just to kiss him.

Wen Yan Ning slowly relaxed, Song Zhou deeds his side face: "Hey."

The two sits quietly on the sofa for a while, and Yan Ning slowly touched his lips and complained: "Do you become a dog?"

He was bitten in his mouth, and there was no feeling just now. Now there is a little bit of pain.

Song Zhou bowed to check it out, some distressed: "I will give you medicine."

He got up and went to the bedroom bedside table to find a drug cream, and he saw the pheromone catalyst in the inside.

Last time he took it back, I wanted to use it at the beginning, but later I feel that there is always a little awkward, and she holds.

He stared at the medicine for a while and took it.

Song Zhou quickly came out from the room, he opened the ointment cover, with a pointer to the pointed, gently put it on Yanyun lips.

The ointment has a touch of coolness, and Yan Ning has a lip, suddenly listens to Song Zhou: "Ning Ning, with me."

Yan Ning lived, not only because of his name, he looked up on the sight of Song Zhou, exposed to his own complex emotions.

Although Song Zhou did not say, did not show anything, but his subconscious may still be a bit inferent, and he always wants to wait for thorough differentiation, and then and Yanning is officially.

But he can't wait, their relationship is not clear, he always can't control some close to Yan Ning.

Yan Ning because he suddenly, the face has been put on, and the face has begun to start, it is tight: "You, how do you ..."

Soon, he felt that it was not right, he smelled Song Zhou's information.

The taste is still the same as before, but it feels completely different. He can feel that the Song Zhou's information is slowly turning slowly from the inside.

He completely differentiated.