We had a wonderful meal together. I didn't expect the little rascal to be telling the truth—he really can cook! You can't judge a book by its cover!
After dinner, the three of them sat on the sofa chatting. A little while later, the little girl hurriedly went back to her room to do her homework.
Ning Qing: This girl is acting a bit strange today.
Seeing that only the two of them were left, Fang Qingyang shifted his position and sat down, pulling Ning Qing into his arms and planting a kiss on his cheek.
Seeing the little brat being so proactive, Ning Qing realized that her own offensive position was in jeopardy. No, the offensive position could only be hers.
He cupped the little boy's handsome face in his hands, showering him with kisses on his beautiful features.
Seeing that the annoying ghost was so proactive in offering a kiss, Fang Qingyang felt he should grant his wish and kissed Ning Qing's lips.
After their kiss, their cheeks were flushed, as if they had drunk a vintage wine and were intoxicated with pleasure, making them incredibly alluring.
They saw a longing in each other's eyes, and unconsciously moved closer and kissed.
After a long while, Ning Qing regained a sliver of reason, grasped a restless paw, and said in a low, hoarse voice, "Not here."
She picked up her gift horizontally and prepared to go back to her room to unpack it.
The moment he was picked up, Fang Qingyang regretted that he had been a step too slow.
Ning Qing placed the person on the bed, then pressed herself down on top of her, cupping her face and kissing her.
After an unknown amount of time, Fang Qingyang, who was still dazed from being kissed, regained a sliver of his rationality, and with a forceful roll, he fell on top of Ning Qing.
Ning Qing snapped out of her daze the moment she was pressured back. Just kidding, you can lose anything, but you can't lose your offensive position.
They directly countered with force, taking control of the offensive position.
Seeing that he had been in a superior position for less than a minute before being pushed back down, Fang Qingyang felt helpless and could only try to appeal to his emotions and reason to salvage his position.
"Qingqing, shall we talk about this?"
Ning Qing nodded in agreement, "What do you want to say? Go ahead."
After saying that, he pecked that handsome face again, his eyes full of doting affection.
Fang Qingyang saw the doting affection in the other person's eyes, and almost drowned in it, unable and unwilling to get out.
But no, it concerns a man's dignity and status; I cannot be soft-hearted, I must fight for it.
"I am a man, I should be in control."
Ning Qing glanced at him, thinking: You little brat, you still don't understand your place. You want to take my spot? No way. I've nailed the windows shut for you.
"Am I not a man?"
To prove his point, he even poked the other person.
Fang Qingyang blushed instantly, "I... I mean, could we..."
Before he could finish speaking, his lips were once again captured, preventing him from uttering a sound of protest.
The next morning, Ning Qing once again got up early to cook porridge, which was unusual for her. She couldn't help it; she was just too brave and was afraid that someone would get angry, so she got up early to make breakfast to appease them.
When the little girl came out after washing up, she saw Ning Qing cooking porridge. She stood there in shock, her eyes full of disbelief, "Brother Ning?"
Ning Qing turned her head and saw that it was the little girl. "Bring me a bowl. I'll fill it with porridge for you. After you finish eating, hurry up and go to school."
The little girl nodded like a chick pecking at rice, hurriedly went to get a bowl, still full of disbelief. You see, Brother Ning hates being woken up, not to mention she had never seen Brother Ning get up so early in the morning.
"Did the sun rise in the west today?" The little girl looked out the window at the sun.
Seeing that the little girl had finished eating, put on her schoolbag, and was going to school, Ning Qing filled a bowl and brought it into the room.
Seeing the person sleeping soundly, I couldn't bear to wake them, and quietly started eating the porridge in my bowl.
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