The devil respects the generation guide, and my sentinel loves brainstorming.

Ning Zhiyuan swallowed, retracted his claws holding Yu Weining's clothes and tried to retreat.

"Excuse me, take my leave - ugh!"

The rest of the words disappeared between the overlapping lips, and the hand on the back of Ning Zhiyuan's neck was gentle but strong.

Ning Zhiyuan's fingers pressed against Yu Weining's chest couldn't help but tighten, causing wrinkles to form.

Yu Weining pressed Ning Zhiyuan's forehead, rubbed the tip of his nose and chuckled: "Baby, you seem to be a little guilty."

Ning Zhiyuan panted slightly and bit Yu Weining's lips: "What do I feel guilty for? I am a great contributor to the empire!"

"Can the great hero tell me why he remembers Ling Huize's words so clearly?"

Yu Weining licked the painful area with a dangerous smile: "Bite me for him."

"..."

Damn, this bitch is getting better and better at looking for trouble, making things out of nothing, and showing off!

Ning Zhiyuan grabbed Yu Weining's hair, pulled him away a little, and said fiercely: "I just want to bite you, not for others, why do I have any objections?"

"Well, I have an opinion."

Yu Weining nodded, and the hand around Ning Zhiyuan's waist reached into his clothes and slid down.

"I'm jealous. I need the baby to comfort me."

Ning Zhiyuan pushed Yu Weining away, "I'll bring you a plate of dumplings. The more you eat the dumplings, the more jealous they become."

"No, we'll pack it now."

Yu Weining pressed Ning Zhiyuan on the sofa, controlled his hands on his head with one hand, and slowly unbuttoned the dress with the other hand.

Ready package...

Yu Weining makes the stuffing while he makes the skin, right?

Ning Zhiyuan raised his leg to kick Yu Weining: "Have you forgotten that we still have to go to the banquet?"

Yu Weining restrained the unsteady legs of the person under him: "It's okay, they will understand."

"knocking"

Yu Weining's fingers paused while unbuttoning.

Ning Zhiyuan smiled evilly: "They don't understand. I suggest you not to continue. I don't know how soundproofed this lounge is. Or do you think you don't mind others hearing my voice?"

Of course Yu Weining would mind.

"knocking"

The knocking on the door continued, accompanied by the emperor's voice: "Weining, Zhiyuan, stop nagging, the banquet will start soon."

Yu Weining could only arrange Ning Zhiyuan's clothes and open the door with a nonchalant expression.

The emperor was startled by his expression: "What's wrong? He doesn't look happy."

Ning Zhiyuan pulled Yu Weining away and said with a smile: "Ignore him, he is menopausal. Thank you uncle for reminding me, I am indeed hungry."

The emperor found the title "uncle" very useful. He said cheerfully: "I'll just wait for you two. The queen and your mother both said there's no need to rush me. I'm thinking about what I have to say after dinner. I'm busy with my work after all." It’s been so long.”

"It's just that you have to have a good meal after working for so long!"

Ning Zhiyuan turned back to Yu Weining and made a face: "Yu Laosi doesn't look hungry yet, so I won't take him to eat. What do you think, uncle?"

The emperor nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, let him do it until he can't eat."

The emperor definitely didn't mean anything when he said this, but it was completely different to Yu Weining's ears.

Feeling the chills on his back, the emperor turned back to face Yu Weining's murderous eyes. He suddenly became happy: "Look, he didn't react when you said you wouldn't let him eat. When I told him, he glared at me."

The emperor even told the incident as a joke to the queen.

The Queen said helplessly: "Your Majesty, Wei Ning is staring at you. Is it possible that you disturbed his good deeds?"

The emperor waved his hand: "What are you interrupting? There are so many guests here. Wei Ning is not that kind - it seems hard to tell."

He remembered that he had done similar things more than once.

The emperor held up the cup in a disguised manner and took a sip - sour?

The Queen smiled and frowned: "Your Majesty, what you are drinking from is my dipping saucer."

The emperor coughed and abruptly changed the subject: "Weining said Xiao Lin and Xiao Xi would come. The food has already been served. Why haven't they arrived yet?"

The reason Yu Lin and Zhi Yanxi didn't arrive was because they were gloriously lost.

Zhi Yanxi looked at the time and frowned slightly: "Weining said that we would send someone to pick us up. You said that it would be okay to come by yourself, but you are still unwilling to use the automatic driving function."

She set the route and the car turned around at the intersection ahead.

The holographic little white fox on the center console raised his paw: "When you were discussing the destination, I wanted to say that we went the other way, but the man pressed the mute button and refused to let me speak."

Yu Lin suddenly broke into a cold sweat: "I just, just wanted to adjust my mood and go slower, but I didn't expect that it was the wrong way..."

The sentry's voice became lower and lower, and he carefully peeked at Zhi Yanxi's expression.

Zhi Yanxi pressed her forehead: "I can understand the timidity of being close to home. You should tell me in advance. I might be late so I can say hello to Wei Ning."

Yu Lin hummed softly: "I told you, he said it was no problem."

Zhi Yanxi: "..."

She remembered the scene where Ning Zhiyuan slapped Yu Weining, and now she also wanted to slap Yu Lin.

I can’t tell the reason, it’s just itchy hands and teeth.

Zhi Yanxi decided to follow her heart.

"Snapped"

A gentle slap fell on Yu Lin's face.

Yu Lin asked in confusion: "Are there mosquitoes?"

"Ah."

Zhi Yanxi looked away and looked out the window, sulking.

The next topic of research is how to make a slap loud and painful.

Yu Lin:?

When the two arrived, the cold dishes had just been served.

The emperor walked quickly to the door of the banquet hall and stood three steps away from Yu Lin. His fingertips trembled slightly with excitement: "Xiao Lin, you..."

"Brother!" Yu Lin was also very excited. He rushed to say: "Brother, you are old."

The emperor suddenly lost his excitement.

Oh, it’s not because of you that I’m old! And your great son! Your great daughter-in-law!

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Ahem, does this scene of Yu Laosi pressing Ning Momo's hand on the sofa sound familiar? It's just that it was Ning Momo pressing Yu Laosi before.