Young master, he is not hated by everyone

"Then, if I'm afraid, can I live in your house?"

As soon as Wang Shuo said this, he felt inappropriate and wanted to slap himself twice.

Song Ning was very timid, and Song Ning was willing to live in his own house that night because there was no power outage in the village.

But today is different. How could he possibly agree to her well-behaved?

What's more, it takes a lot of trust to let yourself into his private space...

Wang Shuo just saw that he was depressed and worried, so he said it when he was confused and anxious.

But as soon as he said that, he regretted it.

Wang Shuo clicked his tongue, scratched his head in embarrassment, and was about to say that he was joking, but Song Ning blinked and said to him: "Yes, it is possible, then why don't you go home and tell your mother, otherwise she should be worried Bar?"

Wang Shuo was obviously surprised by his answer, "I'm serious."

He said to Song Ning, "I said I would live, and I really would."

Song Ning didn't understand why he had to emphasize repeatedly, "I know."

Song Ning stood at the door with his back to the light. He was thin and small, with long eyelashes casting shadows, and his eyes were clear and firm.

His skin is very white and delicate, and it seems to have tiny fluff.

Wang Shuo's breath tightened when he saw it, and he unconsciously thought of the beautiful dream last night in his mind.

"what happened to you?"

Seeing that he was dumbfounded, Song Ning spoke softly.

Wang Shuo came back to his senses and let out an ah, then ran to his home.

Like a runaway wild horse, he ran happily towards home, and the distance of more than 50 meters was reached in less than 10 seconds.

He made so much noise that even Li Qingmei asked, "What's the matter? Are you running in such a hurry? Is there any dog ​​chasing you?"

Wang Shuo ran upstairs without looking back, "I'll pack my things and go to Song Ning's house to sleep with him tonight."

Li Qingmei was also shocked when she heard it, but she was more happy, "Ah! I didn't expect you and Ningning to have such a good relationship. Then next time his mother calls, I have to tell her well. She is probably very happy too. I Let’s just say, children of your age, how can you worry about having no friends.”

Wang Shuo packed his toiletries quickly, and ran back at a very fast speed.

On summer nights, cicadas croak and frogs croak, and the starry sky in the countryside is always extraordinarily beautiful.

In the silence, Song Ning was standing in front of his house, with the flashlight that came with his phone, obediently waiting for Wang Shuo.

There are many mosquitoes in the countryside, and Song Ning has delicate skin and tender flesh. When Wang Shuo saw it, he walked faster, and asked him from a long distance, "Why don't you go in?"

"I'll wait for you." Song Ning's voice was clear and crisp.

Wang Shuo hurriedly pulled him into the house together.

Although the Song family seldom came back, the house was very new, and the interior decoration was not much different from that in the city.

TV, sofa, air conditioner, water heater...

Everything is available.

There was even a carpet on the floor. Song Ning took off his shoes when he entered the room, and stepped on the carpet with bare feet. He put down the keys, turned his head and said to Wang Shuo, "Do you want some water?"

Wang Shuo shook his head, "Don't be so busy, come and let me have a look."

Song Ning didn't understand what he wanted to see, but she walked over obediently.

Without hesitation, Wang Shuo held Song Ning's arm directly, and there were two red bumps on it, which seemed to have been left just now.

"Stupid, there are so many mosquitoes at night, why are you waiting at the door? Are you afraid that I won't be able to find my way?" Wang Shuo poked the red bump with his hand.

Song Ning moved, soft and sticky, "Itches, don't scratch..."

Hearing the three words, Wang Shuo was inexplicably excited.

Wang Shuo withdrew his hand, and Song Ning lowered his head to fetch him slippers.

When Wang Shuo grabbed him just now, Song Ning's heart beat faster. There is a lot of space in the house, and there are still two rooms with beds. Song Ning originally wanted to ask him which room he wanted to live in, but in the end he didn't at all. ask.

He directly took Wang Shuo back to his room.

Song Ning's room was quite messy, the bed was in a mess, the slippers on the floor were crooked, a few books were left on the carpet, the suitcase was opened and the things inside were also messy.

Song Ning is not very good at doing housework. In the past, his mother either helped him at home or hired someone to do it.

Song Ning is really a young master, his ten fingers don't touch Yang Chunshui.

"I, I didn't clean up the house, so it's a bit messy..." He looked at Wang Shuo uneasily.

While talking, he wanted to clean it up, but Wang Shuo pulled him and said softly: "It's okay, didn't you just say that you are hot from watching a movie, and you have to take a shower when you get home, so go quickly."

Song Ning glanced at Wang Shuo, then turned to look at the messy room, "But I haven't cleaned the room yet."

He already regretted letting Wang Shuo stay overnight.

Wang Shuo's room is so clean and tidy, but his own...

It's so embarrassing, so outrageous.

"I haven't made the bed yet." Song Ning frowned slightly, a little frustrated.

Wang Shuo glanced at the quilt, held back his smile and asked, "Do you know how to make a bed at all?"

Song Ning: "Huh? What?"

His cute look is so cute, Wang Shuo couldn't hold back, he reached out and pinched Song Ning's face, "Why do you still put a quilt cover on it?"

"Oh, that." Song Ning didn't struggle, and let him pinch the soft flesh on his cheeks obediently, "I've been messing with it for a long time, but I can't get it in, so..."

"Is there any clean ones? If you have any, bring them to me, go take a bath." Wang Shuo reluctantly let go of him.

Song Ning was very obedient, and obeyed his words. She slowly opened the closet and almost got into it. It took a long time to get out, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on her forehead.

Wang Shuo asked him to take a bath.

In just 20 minutes, after Song Ning came out, the room was completely new.

Not only did Wang Shuo change the sheets and quilt covers, he even straightened Song Ning's and put them away. The scattered books were also picked up and placed on the bedside table.

Song Ning took a shower, but didn't even wipe off the water droplets on her body.

He was wearing a loose white T-shirt, which made him even thinner. His hair had not been dried, and there were still water droplets dripping on the clothes from the ends of his hair, and the water droplets slowly smudged.

Clean, beautiful, delicate, well-behaved,

Wang Shuo couldn't move his eyes from looking at him.

Because it was midsummer, the air conditioner was turned on as soon as I entered the house.

She didn't feel it just now, but she felt cold after taking a shower, Song Ning couldn't help shivering, and muttered that she was cold.

Wang Shuo walked up to him quickly, took the towel in his hand, pulled him to the edge of the bed and sat down, neatly pulled a blanket to wrap him up, and wiped Song Ning's hair very naturally.

Song Ning was flattered, "No, you don't have to do this, you can do it yourself."

Wang Shuo's mind is full of last night's dream, Song Ning is crying, Song Ning is laughing...

In the end, Wang Shuo couldn't hold back, and said, "Song Ning, call me brother."?