Chapter 150 Romance: The Cold and Domineering CEO and the Younger Athlete (34)
Romance Variety: The Cool and Domineering CEO and the Younger Athlete (Thirty-Four)
"...Okay, I'll leave it to you, Sister Wan."
Taking off his tie, Song Ning frowned slightly as he watched Lance hang up the phone.
Sister Wan?
When did his boyfriend get to know such a person?
"Brother is back?"
Lance turned around and saw Song Ning, who had been getting off work on time more and more recently, and couldn't help but come over to him for a kiss.
Song Ning pinched his chin, tilted his head back and kissed him, then acted casually.
"Are you going to work? I thought I heard you talking to someone on the phone."
"Well, that doesn't count?"
Lance was a little unsatisfied, so he walked around the sofa, hugged the person and kissed him a few more times.
"It's just someone I just met recently, and I happened to need her help with something."
After the kiss, he couldn't help but sigh, it's true that humans are very adaptable.
Song Ning, who used to be shy at the beginning, now accepts his kiss very naturally and even kisses him back. She no longer has the shy look she had when they first kissed.
It’s a bit of a shame, but it feels good this way.
Lance thought greedily.
As he was sighing, Song Ning became a little suspicious.
How could Lance be distracted while kissing him?
He kissed her back calmly, and as usual, he got a slightly excited response from Lance.
Song Ning was kissed so hard that he felt dizzy. He supported himself on the sofa with his arms to prevent his legs from falling down.
"Brother smells so good, I really want to eat him."
Lance buried his head in Song Ning's shoulder and murmured.
Then why not eat it?
Song Ning really wanted to ask, but he still felt a little shy inside.
"You, the food you cooked is delicious too. What are we having for dinner today?"
Song Ning coughed lightly.
"Didn't brother say he wanted to eat steamed grouper yesterday? Why are you coughing? Are you feeling unwell?"
Lance was about to go in to serve the dishes, but when he heard this, he immediately turned around and walked over.
The big hand that took the temperature covered his forehead. Song Ning didn't expect that Lance would worry so much and felt a little embarrassed.
He rubbed Lance's palm, "I'm fine, just clearing my throat."
Lance didn't say anything. He checked the man carefully before he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Brother, please don't scare me again next time."
It was only when he made a thorough examination while the little prince was asleep last time that he discovered that he had arrived just in time.
Because any later, many of his little prince's hidden physical problems would become serious.
Song Ning's physical condition is not optimistic.
This is why he has been taking good care of people until now.
"Brother, are you hungry? Let's eat."
After being interrupted by Lance, Song Ning felt embarrassed to continue asking about the woman.
He sat down at the dining table and began to enjoy dinner with Lance.
At one point he tried to change the subject, but it was obvious that Lance was concerned about him because of his cough, so he disapproved of his attitude of not eating seriously.
Song Ning hesitated for two seconds and decided to eat first.
After dinner, Song Ning still hadn't found a suitable opportunity.
Because Lance went to take a shower.
Song Ning tidied up the dining table and began to think about how he should approach the situation when Lance came out.
Straightforward?
Would it seem like he cared a little too much?
Or maybe a subtle hint?
So how do we bring the topic over?
"Brother, I'm done washing, you go ahead."
As soon as Song Ning turned his head, he completely forgot all the words he had just thought of.
The golden light from the corridor just happened to shine on Lance's body. He slightly bent his back and wiped his wet hair. A playful drop of water fell from his jawline, crossing the shark line and sinking into his waist and abdomen.
Song Ning's gaze followed it downwards, and his ears gradually felt hot.
Is Lance so, so energetic at his age?
But shouldn’t it be quieter right after taking a shower?
Or are all young athletes like this?
Song Ning was a little confused, and even began to recall whether he was the same as Lance at this age.
Or is it that Lance is just too young and energetic?
Then why didn't Lance treat him...
"elder brother."
A kiss with moisture landed on the tip of his ear, "If you keep looking at me like that, I can't guarantee that a cold shower will solve the problem."
Song Ning's face suddenly turned red, and he hummed softly to suppress the heat.
"I didn't ask you to take a cold shower."
And this is after taking a cold shower?
The pajamas Song Ning prepared for Lance were a pair of shorts and tops, both made of silk and very thin.
With just a glance, a distinct sense of existence suddenly caught his eyes.
This was not the first time Song Ning had seen this, and he was still a little dumbfounded.
Are all athletes like this, or is Lance really of mixed blood?
He even began to doubt whether this was the reason why Lance hesitated to touch him.
But they are a couple, so it’s only natural for them to do something like that, isn’t it?
"Is this what my brother thinks?"
A body with a slightly cool vapor suddenly pressed down, and Song Ning fell back into the large sofa.
Lance was half leaning on the sofa, with a hint of danger in his eyes.
"Brother," his voice was hoarse, "is what you said true? Can I not take a cold shower?"
He did take the little prince's health into consideration, but what if the other party took the initiative to ask for it?
As a partner, he will naturally meet his partner's reasonable demands.
Even willing to serve and enjoy it.
This, this is on the sofa in the living room, and he hasn't taken a shower yet.
When Song Ning thought of this, her eyes turned red with embarrassment.
But he inexplicably thought of something, and he suppressed his shyness, raised his chin slightly, and closed his eyes as if in tacit agreement.
The hot breath suddenly came down uncontrollably and took away Song Ning's breath. His long eyelashes trembled slightly, and Song Ning closed his eyes tighter.
This kiss even had a hint of predation. Song Ning once thought that he might be a prey targeted by a hound. His lips and tongue were gently bitten by the canine teeth. The root of his tongue was slightly numb, and his whole body was shaking slightly as if an electric current swept through it.
A big hand quietly wrapped around his waist, and with a slight force in the palm, Song Ning was embraced in his arms with his eyes hazy.
He wanted to use a little force to change his posture, but his arms fell down before they were halfway raised. His hands and feet were limp, so how could he have any strength left?
Lance rolled over and held the person on his legs, and shouted out voice control commands in a hoarse voice. The lights dimmed and the lowered curtains covered the beauty in the room like a dark cloud.
Only occasionally some suppressed gasps could be heard, mixed with the ambiguous sound of water, but it gradually disappeared.
The moonlight is beautiful tonight. It is a wonderful night for lovers to spend their time together.
As for other ideas? Why not wait until this sweet night is over before discussing them slowly.