Chapter 1007: On the eve of this evening, see this good man 83

Ning Cheng couldn't help but looked up and gave him a look. "Is it the same as your situation? I don't want to look at me if I don't want to see it!"
"What are you going to do?"
Ning Cheng thought bitterly and thought: "I have to be cheeky with him on New Year's Eve this year!"
Su Huang: "...you are also experiencing this."
Because the Bauhinia was still waiting for him to go back in Sufu, Su Huang did not dare to drink too much wine as in the past. He ate the meal with Ning Cheng and said he would go back.
Ning Cheng was far from forgiving that he was now eager to do things, and he was not embarrassed, he let him go...
Leaving himself to drink a sip in the Lanyue Pavilion, he walked back to the government.
At that time, the sky was already dark.
Blowing in the wind, and snowing, it hurts the tingling face.
Ning Cheng’s far-eyed eyes swayed and faintly saw a familiar figure sitting on the stone steps outside the palace gate. He snorted, stunned, and walked over, waiting for the man to look up, he It was completely confirmed that the person on the stone steps was Xuan Jiu.
Ning Cheng stared at him with a drunken look, his eyes with a fascinating sensation, a very dangerous light.
Xuan Jiu did not know, he saw Ning Chengyuan drink a drink back, gently frowned, stood up, "You are not going to fight back? How to run to drink ..."
Ning Cheng walked closer to him, breathing the young man's clean and tidy atmosphere, and said with a low spirit: "I have a little drink with Su Huang..."
"A little wine?" Xuan Jiu smashed his mouth and apparently did not believe his ghost.
Ning Cheng smiled and said, some uncomfortably coughed and said: "Xiaojiu, my head hurts a little."
Xuan Jiu’s expression was faint, and he didn’t want to feel his heart at all:
Can you drink so much wine without pain?

Ning Cheng looked forward to him with great expectation: "Do you cook a bowl of soda soup for me? I haven't seen you for a long time, I want to talk more with you..."
Xuan Jiu stood in the same place for a while, and finally nodded, and went in with Ning Chengyuan.
He was familiar with Ningfu, so he found the kitchen, lit the lamp, and cooked soup for him.
Xuanjiu originally wanted to let Ning Chengyuan go back to his room and rest for a rest, but Ningcheng was far away. He had to lean against the kitchen door, so he stared at Xuanjiu so blatantly...
Xuan Jiu’s hand is really beautiful, and the cuffs have been turned up a little, revealing the white hand, the knuckles are clear, clean, not female, but it is very beautiful and beautiful.
Then when he looked down at the ginger, his expression was very calm and calm, and he looked faint, but the lights reflected his face. Xuanjiu slightly lowered his neck and his lips were red and white, and every moment was what he liked.
The surroundings are especially quiet, quiet only the sound of Xuan Ji’s smashing things in the kitchen, and his own increasingly heavy breathing.
He can feel it himself, how enthusiastic he is to Xuan Jiu.
It is still still suppressed, and I don't know when I will wait until I get liberated.
He couldn't help but think of Su Huang's smile, thinking that when he can laugh like Su Huang, the more he wants, the more he can't suppress himself.
Xuan Jiufang only felt a gaze staring at himself. He looked up and saw Ning Cheng standing against the door and staring at him without hesitation. He was extremely aggressive.