Chapter 674 The young widow who inherited her dead husband’s estate (24)

Chapter 674 The young widow who inherited her dead husband’s estate (24)

The young widow who inherited her dead husband's estate (Twenty-four)

As the hot water rushed over, Song Ning regained some consciousness.

He knocked his head with his hand, wanting to listen to whether there was the sound of water inside.

What happened to him today? What was he talking about and doing?

He felt dizzy at the thought of personally inviting Lance to sleep in his bed with him and giving him his pajamas.

What on earth does he do all day long? Or has his brain been bewitched by beauty and he has lost his mind?

"Ugh……"

Song Ning sighed quietly amid the sound of water, then continued to take a bath.

No matter what, since we are here, we might as well make the best of it. We should take a shower quickly because there are people waiting to take a shower outside.

Song Ning increased his speed, the water slid down his back, Song Ning rubbed his face and increased his speed.

The shower didn't take long. When Song Ning came out, Lance was standing outside the window, looking outside with an unhappy look on his face.

Song Ning was just about to ask what he was looking at, but when his eyes slid down, he saw the pajamas that Lance was holding tightly in his hand.

I instantly forgot what I wanted to ask, and the heat that I had suppressed with great difficulty in the bathroom started rising up again.

Why is this person still holding on to it tightly? Can't he put down the pajamas for a while?

Or does this person really like me that much?

These thoughts came one after another, and in the end Song Ning just shouted out in a low voice.

"I'm fine, go wash up."

Lance then turned around, his face full of gentle smile again.

"Okay, then you can rest first."

He opened the window a little smaller and went into the bathroom holding his pajamas.

Song Ning's mind was full of messy thoughts, and finally he just hit himself on the head.

"Don't think about it. It's better to just go to sleep first. When you fall asleep, you won't think about anything."

He lifted the quilt and crawled inside. Before lying down, he suddenly looked out the window. Come to think of it, why did Lance have that expression when he looked outside just now?

Is there anything out there?

Perhaps in order to escape reality, Song Ning hypnotized himself and actually fell asleep before Lance came out.

Lance walked to the bed and looked at it for a while, feeling a little amused.

Should we say that the little prince is carefree, or that he trusts his "husband" too much?

"Aren't you afraid that I will do something bad to you?"

Lance pushed aside the hair of the sleeping man and gently placed a goodnight kiss on his forehead.

"Then I wish you a good night's sleep, my little prince."

It seemed that the person who was sleeping seemed to be aware of something, and there was a hint of relaxation between his brows.

Early the next morning, Song Ning was awakened by Dong Dafu.

This guy was knocking on the door outside and shouting. Song Ning was woken up by him and was about to climb downstairs in a daze.

But I didn't expect that when I raised my leg, my knee seemed to trip over something.

Before Song Ning could react, he heard a gasp.

"hiss."

He suddenly woke up and his eyes met Lance, who was lying beside him with a frown on his face.

"You, what are you doing..." No, it seemed like he was the one who invited Lance to sleep with him. Song Ning reacted and quickly changed his words. Did he press on Lance just now? "Did I press on you? Are you okay? Where are you hurt?"

He subconsciously reached out to pull it away, but Lance grabbed his hand and tried to comfort him.

"I'm fine. You should go see what happened to Dong Dafu outside."

Song Ning subconsciously said "Oh", but his eyes quickly swept over Lance's deliberate kneeling action, and his ears suddenly felt hot.

Could it be that the thing he bumped into just now?

He staggered out of bed, took a few deep breaths, and then opened the door.

Dong Dafu rushed in and was horrified. "Oh no, oh no, Song Ning, go to your field and check, your field... why is he in your bed?!"

The second half of the sentence took a sudden turn in tone, and the high note that almost broke the sky showed his shock.

He looked at Song Ning, then at Lance who was lying on the bed with a forbearing look on his face, and took several steps back in complete misunderstanding.

"U-Um, you guys are progressing so fast? Am I disturbing you by coming too early?"

When Song Ning heard that the burning heat that he had just suppressed with great difficulty was burning his ears red again, he laughed and cursed, "What nonsense are you talking about? Didn't I clean up a guest room yesterday, so I asked him to stay with me temporarily?"

But Dong Dafu couldn't listen and just muttered to himself.

"Then why don't you let him sleep in the guest room with me?"

Song Ning was stunned.

Lance, who was behind him, gave Dong Dafu a cold look across his figure.

Dong Dafu was awakened by the stab and then he thought of something, "Oh, I almost forgot, you are actually a legal couple, it makes sense for you to sleep together."

Song Ning was very embarrassed. What nonsense is this guy talking about?

"It's just that Song Ning feels sorry for me, don't think too much about it."

Lance got up from the bed without knowing when. Dong Dafu stared at his pajamas with wide eyes, then looked at Song Ning and slowly closed his eyes.

No, buddies, you guys are already in this relationship, why are you still acting in front of him?

Song Ning had already realized from his eyes that he could not clear himself, so he just gave up.

"Let's not talk about our business for now. What were you shouting about just now? What happened in the field?"

"Oh, I almost forgot my business because of your gayness."

Dong Dafu opened his eyes quickly again, hesitated for a moment, and gestured for them to change clothes and go downstairs with him.

"You'll know when you go to the fields. I can't explain it clearly now."

Could something possibly happen in the field?

Upon hearing this, Song Ning went to change his clothes. When he came back, Lance was already standing next to Dong Dafu waiting for him.

For some reason, when Song Ning looked at Lance's calm expression, he inexplicably thought of last night.

What was Lance looking at when he stood at the window last night?

Could it be related to this?

The three of them went downstairs and walked out of the yard. When they reached the edge of the field, Song Ning was stunned.

I saw that a large piece of land that was still intact yesterday was now torn into pieces by something I don’t know.

Moreover, they specifically picked the tips of the tender leaves in the center. At a glance, an area at least 1.8 meters in size had been bitten. Only the tips of the tender leaves in the middle were bitten, while the slightly older leaves on the edges were trampled and fell to the ground.

Dong Dafu was so distressed.

"Look quickly, do you have any animals here that specialize in eating vegetables? Look at what has been chewed and destroyed."

He felt painful. Even if Song Ning didn't plan to make money from this, what kind of person, or animal, is so extravagant? You can't be so picky when eating. Only rich families can raise an animal that eats this way. It's such a waste!

Song Ning had no idea, but subconsciously turned to look at Lance.

Lance was stunned when he met his gaze. Song Ning asked him in a tone that he himself did not realize was quite dependent, "Brother, do you know what animal did this?"