Chapter 35: The Student and His Little Prince (35)
The follower and his little prince (Thirty-five)
Lance lost control.
The rampaging data stream was filled with garbled codes that he himself could not recognize. These garbled codes flowed throughout his body, sparking brilliant sparks from time to time.
These sparks burned from his body all the way to Song Ning's, causing Song Ning to hold the phone and scold and hit him in a coquettish manner. In the end, he could only go limp and start to beg him.
Only after he had been bullied several times did Lance's deep blue eyes gradually return to normal.
When he regained consciousness, he immediately found that Song Ning had fallen asleep due to exhaustion.
What has he done?
Lance was thinking in his heart, but the data stream was extremely calm.
He carried Song Ning back to the room somewhat stiffly but carefully, and then began to check whether Song Ning's body was damaged during the affair.
Unfortunately, his human body is gifted in some aspects different from ordinary people, but fortunately, because the previous host was very addicted to this kind of thing, there are still many supplies in this regard in the system warehouse belonging to the previous host that he inherited.
The products of the Lord God must be of high quality, so even though Song Ning ate such an astonishing amount of food for the first time, he was only slightly red and swollen.
Lance breathed a sigh of relief after checking again and again. He took out the ointment that was also hoarded by the previous host and applied it carefully to Song Ning. He was already sweating coldly.
Fortunately, fortunately he didn't do anything that he would regret.
The slightly trembling palm gently stroked Song Ning's sleeping face, which even had blush and tear marks that had not yet faded.
Lance's heart suddenly skipped a beat as he looked at it. His fingers couldn't help but touch the marks. Although he felt annoyed and guilty, a sense of satisfaction that he didn't understand slowly rose in his heart.
Is this the bad nature of human men?
It is clearly a treasure that should be held in one’s heart…
It's rare for Song Ning to get up late.
When he woke up, he saw that the wall clock given to him by a designer uncle who had worked with his father in the past had reached ten o'clock.
Wait, how much?
Ten o'clock? ? ?
Song Ning was so scared that he quickly threw off the quilt and tried to get out of bed, but as soon as he raised his arm, it fell back limply.
Song Ning was stunned.
Lance overheard his movements and pushed the door open.
"Awake? Don't worry, I've already asked for leave for you."
"That's good."
Song Ning subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.
The next second he looked at Lance who was approaching him with a bowl of casserole porridge, his voice trembling a little.
"Why didn't you go to school?"
"You're hungry, let's eat something first."
Lance poured out the porridge at the right temperature and handed it to him. "I asked for leave from school to take care of you."
Lance also took a leave?
Song Ning's eyes went dark.
He couldn't help but whimper and complained softly, "Now the whole Q University has guessed what we did last night!"
Otherwise why would Lance ask for advice on taking care of him!
Woo woo woo, his lifelong reputation was ruined by Lance!
When Song Ning thought about how crazy those people in the forum were talking when he secretly took a few glances at them, he didn't want to drink the porridge anymore, so he poured it back and closed his eyes.
Why are you still drinking porridge? It would be better to just let him go to heaven.
She's so cute when she acts like a spoiled brat, Lance couldn't help but think.
but……
He laughed softly, "Ningning baby, have you forgotten that when you were too tired from dancing before, I was the one who asked for leave to accompany you and take care of you. They should be used to it."
Song Ning opened one eye hesitantly.
"Are you serious? They really won't find out?"
Lance's eyes swept over Song Ning's exposed arms and neck, revealing the marks he had left on them, and he lied without blinking.
"Really, I swear."
"OK then."
Only then did Song Ning sit up and drink his porridge with a hum.
After taking a few sips, he was suddenly a little surprised.
Lance: "What's wrong?"
Song Ning was a little hesitant.
Lance was even more curious now, and his tone was deliberately sour.
"I thought that after last night, Ningning baby and I had completely become one. Is there anything that Ningning baby can't tell me?"
Song Ning thought about it and realized that was right!
Now that he is Lance's man, he doesn't have to be so shy anymore.
He waved at Lance somewhat proudly.
Lance leaned close to his ear tactfully, and his clear, hoarse voice with a hint of warmth blew gently across his ear like an evening breeze, making him feel itchy.
Song Ning: "I'm telling you I discovered something, something really big."
Lance tactfully replied, "What's the matter?"
Song Ning smiled and then told him cutely.
"Didn't I scold you for being too big last night? But not only did I eat it last night, but I just felt it and I don't think I feel uncomfortable at all. Maybe I am gifted!"
What he was embarrassed to tell Lance was that he didn't even feel loose!
It's obvious that Lance is very talented and is almost inhuman, but he ate it all night long! All night long!
Now there is no feeling of air leakage or inability to close the door at all. Is he also a genius in this area?
For the first time, Lance's face flushed, but his eyes were filled with the undercurrent before the storm.
He opened his mouth slightly and his voice was frighteningly hoarse.
"actually……"
He was just about to say that it was actually because he had given Song Ning the medicine produced by the Lord God, so naturally there would be no discomfort.
But inexplicably, an emotion as bad as the feeling of being satiated surged in his heart, causing him to change his statement.
He echoed in amazement, "Really? Why don't we try it again tonight?"
Song Ning nodded and agreed without thinking.
He also wanted to know if he was gifted!
What if?
If it's true, doesn't it seem like he made a lot of money?
Song Ning drank the porridge with a flushed face, while secretly recalling the small "essays" he had secretly seen on the forum recently.
The 'Lance' written in those 'essays' is not as good as the real Lance.
Moreover, he was portrayed as a useless person in the film, and he was already useless after just one or two times.
Song Ning thought about it and moved her little buttocks quietly.
It seemed like everything was really fine, it wasn't just his illusion!
He might actually be much better than what is described in those 'small essays'!
Wouldn't he then be able to live a happier and more exciting life than those 'Song Nings'?
Thinking of this, Song Ning's fighting spirit suddenly increased a lot.
After he finished his porridge, he clenched his fists and looked at Lance with determination.
"Then you take a good rest, and we'll try again tonight!"
Lance was busy all night last night and was the one doing all the hard work. He must be very tired and in need of rest, right?
Once Lance has rested, they will try again tonight!
Lance was half surprised and half amused.
He agreed with a raised eyebrow, but in his heart he began to feel fortunate that he did not fail to learn some of the knowledge of his previous host because it was too unsightly.
Now it seems that perhaps his little prince would also like to enjoy it?
That would be a real honor for him.