This is a disease that needs to be cured [Quick Transmigration]

Xi Ning was still a little worried, would there really be anything wrong with this situation, but he thought about it again, the system even rewarded him with the task value, so there should be no big mistakes.

Maybe he didn't understand, Lin Mian's mood must have fallen to the bottom, and the compound rate has increased by 70%.

He felt sorry for Lin Mian for three seconds, and while the next table was still chatting awkwardly, ignoring others, he and Song Zhou quietly left through the other door.

The driver was still waiting outside, and the two got into the car and set off according to the address Song Zhou reported. He lived not far from here.

Before getting out of the car, the driver asked one more question: "When will the second young master go back? I'll wait for you downstairs, right?"

Xi Ning reckoned that it would take a while for Song Zhou to cook, and Xiao Congyi might need a car, so he asked him to turn back the same way.

Song Zhou lived in a relatively short and old residential area, and there was no elevator in the building. He followed Song Zhou all the way up to the fifth floor, and suddenly asked nervously, "Are your parents at home?"

"Not here." Song Zhou lowered his head and took the key to open the door. The sound of the lock cylinder turning was extremely clear in the corridor, "I live alone."

The door opened, Xi Ning looked curiously, and stepped into Song Zhou's house a little cautiously.

It was a very ordinary one bedroom and one living room, and the furniture placed in the room was very simple. Xi Ning also found that there was no TV in the living room.

Song Zhou, who was walking in front, turned around, stretched out his hand to hold the doorknob through Xi Ning, and went inward, completely isolating the outside world.

The sound of closing the door made Xi Ning's heart tremble. He was caught between the door and Song Zhou, and when he looked up, he could see the face close at hand.

With a "click", Song Zhou even locked the door from the inside.

Perhaps seeing Xi Ning's nervousness, Song Zhou pinched the tip of Xi Ning's chin, bent down and brought him brand new slippers, and helped him lift his schoolbag, "Sit down wherever you want."

It's getting late now, Song Zhou quickly entered the kitchen and was busy, while Xi Ning took a brief stroll around the room.

The door of Song Zhou's room was closed tightly, so Xi Ning changed direction and went to the kitchen to watch Song Zhou cook.

He came here today as a temporary decision, he didn't prepare anything in advance, Song Zhou was washing vegetables, and Xi Ning volunteered to help.

Song Zhou didn't refuse, and turned around to prepare other things.

Xi Ning also didn't know how to cook before time travel. He occasionally went to the kitchen to help out at home, and went out to eat or order takeaway by himself, and rarely did it himself.

In addition to what Xi Ning wanted to eat, Song Zhou also made lunch for tomorrow noon. After everything was done, it was already dark outside.

He packed the boxed lunch, took Xi Ning's out and put it on the coffee table in the living room, and asked him to eat.

"You didn't eat much at night, let's eat together?" Xi Ning took two sets of bowls and chopsticks, "The dishes are a bit too much, I can't finish them all by myself."

Song Zhou took off his apron and put it away, poured two glasses of water and said, "Okay."

Xi Ning noticed that the cups he brought seemed to be new, and they looked like a pair, one was printed with blue flowers and the other was red.

There are also new slippers on his feet, most of which he prepared when he said he was going to come to Song Zhou's house last time.

The coffee table was a bit short, and Xi Ning felt a little uncomfortable sitting on the small square stool, so he simply took the stool and sat on the ground directly. Song Zhou pulled his arm to stop him: "The ground is cold, don't sit on it."

The floor is paved with light-colored wooden boards, which are also very clean. Xi Ning reached out and touched it: "It's not cold."

Song Zhou was silent for a moment, got up and took two small pillows on the sofa, let Xi Ning sit on the floor, and sat on one for himself.

It would be much better to change the posture, Xi Ning moved closer to Song Zhou, and said affectionately: "Thank you."

Song Zhou responded, and leaned sideways with his hands propped up, as if he wanted to kiss him.

Xi Ning held his breath, but Song Zhou hesitated when he was about to touch him, probably remembering that he said last time that he was not allowed to move without his permission, and then backed away.

Xi Ning couldn't get up or down for a while, held his breath and couldn't say anything, so he started to eat sullenly.

After the two finished eating, it was already 09:30 in the evening. Xi Ning took the initiative to pick up the dishes and chopsticks to wash, but was stopped by Song Zhou.

"Should I ask the driver to come over now?" Song Zhou lowered his head and wiped the table, "Should we sit down for a while?"

Xi Ning sank into the sofa and didn't want to move: "Wait a little longer, it's already so late anyway..."

Xiao's father was not in a hurry to find the two brothers when he returned home. He was probably very busy. Xiao Congyi probably didn't come home now. I don't know if he was explaining to his fiancée or Lin Mian.

Song Zhou came back after washing the dishes, picked up Xi Ning who was on the sofa and let him lean on him, "Why are you listless and uncomfortable?"

Xi Ning adjusted his posture, half-closed his eyes: "I'm too full, hold on."

"May I rub it for you?" Song Zhou wrapped his arms around Xi Ning's waist from the side and back, and got very close while speaking, breathing on Xi Ning's ears, and Xi Ning stretched out his hand to block it.

He sat up and changed direction, leaning his face towards Song Zhou: "Do you want to kiss me?"

Xi Ning was still obsessed with what happened before the meal, so he deliberately licked his lower lip, and the tip of his red tongue protruded a little, then retracted.

Song Zhou's eyes darkened, and he squeezed out a word from his throat: "En."

They used to stay alone in the same room, but that was at Xi Ning's house, but now it's different, Xi Ning is alone in his territory, and he doesn't know the danger yet.

Is it true that he is defenseless before he is fully differentiated?

He knew what Xi Ning wanted to do, and sure enough, after he answered, Xi Ning backed away, humming softly, "No kiss."

I really hold a grudge.

Xi Ning got up directly from the sofa, took out his mobile phone and checked the time: "I'll go back now, I'll call the driver..."

His hands were suddenly empty, Song Zhou took his mobile phone and threw it on the other side of the sofa, "Why don't you just sleep here tonight."

Xi Ning only sensed a hint of danger at this time, and before he had time to react, Song Zhou pushed him down on the sofa, lying on top of him, breathing heavily.

"You..." Xi Ning panicked and pushed Song Zhou with his hands, "Get up..."

Song Zhou simply pinched his wrist and pulled it up to the top of his head, and put his knee against his leg to prevent him from moving. He lowered his head and sniffed lightly at his neck, and said nastyly, "Are you afraid?"

Xi Ning suddenly stopped panicking. He was sure that Song Zhou would not do anything to him, so he rubbed the tip of Song Zhou's nose recklessly, "Tag me if you have the ability."

The air froze for a few seconds, and the strength on Xi Ning's wrist tightened instantly, and he struggled slightly.

Song Zhou quickly let go of his hand again, lowered his eyes and looked very frustrated, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and said in a low voice, "I want to kiss you...let me kiss you, okay?"

Xi Ning actually heard a trace of grievance from his tone, and her heart softened: "Okay... um!"

Before he finished a good word, Song Zhou blocked his lips, like a person who has been exposed to the sun for several days in the desert and finally encountered a sweet spring, almost losing his mind.

The root of Xi Ning's tongue was numb, Song Zhou had already let go of his hand, buried his head in the kiss for a while, then put his arms around Xi Ning's waist to pick him up, put him on his lap and continued to kiss.

The second time Song Zhou was much gentler, teasing the tip of Xi Ning's tongue little by little, and stretched his right hand to the gland at the back of Xi Ning's neck, rubbing gently.

Song Zhou's pheromone seemed to be more aggressive than when Xi Ning was exposed to it last time. Xi Ning wanted to rely on it uncontrollably and felt scared.

"I want to mark you," Song Zhou said while pecking kisses carefully, "I want...to mark you thoroughly."

Xi Ning couldn't help trembling, Song Zhou coaxed softly: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid... I asked Dr. Li, I can kiss you."

Before Xi Ning knew it, he had already contacted Dr. Li, all he meant was to kiss him.

Hearing that Xi Ning slowly relaxed, Song Zhou kissed him on the side of the cheek: "Good boy."

The two sat quietly on the sofa for a while, Xi Ning regained his composure, touched his lips, and complained, "Are you a dog?"

His mouth was bitten, and he didn't feel anything just now, but now he feels a slight pain when he moves.

Song Zhou looked down and felt distressed: "I'll get you some medicine to rub."

He got up and went to find the ointment in the bedside table in the bedroom, and when he opened it, he saw the pheromone catalyst inside.

The last time he took it back, he wanted to use it at first, but later felt that it would be awkward to divide it by external force, so he put it aside.

He stared at the medicine for a while, then picked it up.

Song Zhou quickly came out of the room, opened the lid of the ointment, dipped a little with his fingertips, and gently wiped it on Xi Ning's lips.

There was a faint coolness in the ointment, Xi Ning pursed her lips, and suddenly heard Song Zhou say: "Ning Ning, stay with me."

Xi Ning was stunned, not only because of his address, he raised his head to meet Song Zhou's gaze, and touched the complex emotions in his eyes.

Although Song Zhou didn't say anything or show anything, he might still have some inferiority complex subconsciously, and he always wanted to wait for a complete separation before officially getting together with Xi Ning.

But he can't wait, their relationship is unclear now, and he can't help but want to be more intimate with Xi Ning.

Because of his sudden sentence, the blush on Xi Ning's face that had already disappeared began to appear again, and he said nervously: "You, why are you..."

Soon he felt something was wrong, he smelled Song Zhou's pheromone.

The taste is still the same as before, but the feeling is completely different. He can feel that Song Zhou's pheromone is slowly surging up from the inside.

He is completely divided.