The Most Bullish God System in the City

Chapter 22 Passionate But Not Fickle
"Oh, so that's how it is." Ning Xingchen laughed dryly, a little embarrassed, it's too coincidental that he fucked Zhou Sitong's stepmother.

"Senior, let's go home." Zhou Sitong smiled sweetly and got into the co-pilot.

Zhou Sitong has a lively and cheerful personality, has the potential to be a gossip, and keeps talking non-stop. Ning Xingchen is happy to be a listener, so that he can understand Zhou Sitong more deeply.

As soon as the two entered the room, Zhou Sitong took off his coat, revealing a thin pink sports bra underneath.

Ning Xingchen was a little surprised, this little girl must be too anxious.

Foreplay, understand?
"Senior, why are you looking at me like that? Is there something dirty on my face?" Zhou Sitong asked innocently.

Zhou Sitong's innocence and ignorance, and a cute head tilt, brought Ning Xingchen a strange allure.

"It's nothing, do you want to take a shower first?" Ning Xingchen asked meaningfully.

"Senior, it's okay if I wash it later, I'm so hungry now, do you have anything to eat at home?" Zhou Sitong didn't realize at all that he was in the mouth of a sheep.

Ning Xingchen just moved here, so there is no food at home.

"How about some takeaway?"

"Okay, I want fried chicken and beer."

Ning Xingchen was provoked and almost had a nosebleed. I don't know if this girl did it on purpose or not.

In less than half an hour, the takeaway was delivered. Opening the door, Ning Xingchen was about to take the food from the delivery boy when he heard Zhou Sitong's voice from inside the room.

Zhou Sitong's voice was sweet and sweet, and he always seemed to be coquettishly coquettish. The delivery boy glanced at Ning Xingchen with envy. This is the life of a rich person. He eats takeaways and sleeps with his schoolmates. They are so particular.

Ning Xingchen was also stunned, Zhou Sitong was so direct.

"Senior, what are you talking about? Have you misunderstood? I'm asking if you have a holster to tie your hair. I want to tie my hair." Zhou Sitong is already an adult, how could he not understand what Ning Xingchen said.

"Uh, this, it should be there, I'll go find it for you." Ning Xingchen coughed lightly, embarrassed for a second.

Seeing Ning Xingchen's flustered figure, Zhou Sitong couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Ever since he met Ning Xingchen, Zhou Sitong has always felt that he is a very special person. When he is with him, he is always very comfortable and relaxed. At least he can be a good friend who can talk about everything.

……

"Senior, why do you think men are so philandering? My dad is like this, and so are many men outside." Zhou Sitong asked in bewilderment after taking a bite of chicken.

"You can't generalize. There are men in the world who are single-minded and unswerving in love." Ning Xingchen smiled.

"You mean you?"

"That's right, I will have deep affection for every woman I've ever loved." When Ning Xingchen said this, his tone was extremely serious.

"Senior, to be honest, do you have many women?" Zhou Sitong asked.

"Including you?" Ning Xingchen had a wicked and handsome smile on his lips.

"Senior, do you like me?" Zhou Sitong stared at Ning Xingchen with a pair of big watery eyes, bright and moving.

"Of course, from the first moment I saw you, I fell in love with you."

"I don't believe it, men are good at smooth talk, and when they have had enough fun, they just throw it away." Zhou Sitong shrugged his shoulders with a look of disapproval.

"I won't." Ning Xingchen thought he was affectionate, but he was definitely not ruthless.

"Haha, let's not talk about this anymore, let's have a drink." Zhou Sitong raised his glass and clinked it with Ning Xingchen's glass.

Although Zhou Sitong's personality is more extroverted, his thoughts are still quite delicate, which surprised Ning Xingchen.

Zhou Sitong, who had drunk a lot of wine, was about to go back to his room to sleep. Ning Xingchen hugged her all the way into the bedroom, but the little beauty had no intention of that at all. If Ning Xingchen forced his bow, it would definitely arouse Zhou Sitong's disgust.

Zhou Sitong is different from Chen Rong. For Chen Rong, Ning Xingchen is just playing for fun. For Zhou Sitong, Ning Xingchen wants to capture her heart more, so he can't mess around.

"Sitong, you should go to bed earlier, good night."

After covering Zhou Sitong with a quilt, Ning Xingchen turned and left without any hesitation.

Zhou Sitong muttered, "Senior, I really misjudged you. I didn't expect you to be a gentleman."

Invisibly, Zhou Sitong also had a slight liking for Ning Xingchen. It seemed that he was not the disgusting rich second generation he imagined.

In fact, Ning Xingchen felt miserable and helpless. After all, the bastard didn't take advantage of him. What's more, a cute little beauty came to his door on his own initiative.

Lying on the bed, Ning Xingchen tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Should he get in bed or not?This is a very profound philosophical question, and the beautiful figure of Zhou Sitong keeps popping up in my mind.

Finally, Ning Xingchen stood up from the bed and tiptoed toward Zhou Sitong's room.

After pushing the door open, Ning Xingchen was taken aback. He thought he had been discovered, because Zhou Sitong kept murmuring and making small sounds.

Going closer, Ning Xingchen realized that Zhou Sitong might have caught a cold.

The window in the bedroom was wide open, and in this season, the night breeze was still very cool, and at some point, Zhou Sitong kicked the quilt away and fell to the ground.

"Senior, I'm so uncomfortable, I'm so uncomfortable." Zhou Sitong kept mumbling.

"So hot?" Ning Xingchen touched Zhou Sitong's smooth and fair forehead, and couldn't help being taken aback. It turned out that she had a fever.

"Sitong, wait, I'll get you medicine." Seeing that Zhou Sitong was so sick, Ning Xingchen lost all thoughts immediately, and only hoped that Zhou Sitong would get well soon.

After boiling a pot of hot water, Ning Xingchen rummaged through the cabinets and found the antipyretics.

"Sitong, take the medicine." Ning Xingchen put his hands on Zhou Sitong's fragrant shoulders and helped her up from the bed.

"Thank you senior." Zhou Sitong glanced at Ning Xingchen, feeling warm in his heart.

"I knew I wouldn't let you drink so much wine, and then you caught a cold, so it's no wonder you didn't get sick." Ning Xingchen reprimanded, but with deep love.

"Senior, don't be angry. It's all my fault for not taking care of myself." Zhou Sitong snorted.

(End of this chapter)