Chapter 1011: On the eve of this evening, see this good man 87

Xuan nine faces no expression: "Fake."
Ning Chengyuan was so happy that he couldn’t help but stepped forward and grabbed him and took him into his arms. "So, will we leave tomorrow?"
"...you let go first!"
Ning Cheng Yuansheng was afraid that Xuan Jiuhui would repent at any time, and he did not dare to provoke him. He quickly let go of him, but still smiled at him. The look looked like a little wolf dog who licked his bones. The one that rushed his tail.
Xuan Jiu would actually think that... Ning Chengyuan is quite cute.
Xuan Jiu couldn't help but smile, and then told him: "So what to do in a hurry... You can prepare for it first. You said that you haven't gone back to see your grandmother for so many years. You have to prepare some minds. Now it is the Chinese New Year. Can't just go back empty-handed?"
Ning Cheng far smiled and said: "It's still a small nine-body."
Ning Cheng Yuan’s tone didn’t sound like it’s coming... Xuan Jiu smashed him and couldn’t stay with him.
Open the door, I have to go back.

This time, Ning Chengyuan honestly opened the door to him and said, "Xiaojiu, I will send you."
Xuan Jiu did not say good or did not say bad, Ning Cheng far away with him to leave the house.
The outside wind was quite big, and it was still snowing. Xuan Jiu left for a while and couldn’t help but ask him: "Is the head still hurting?"
"A lot better, it feels a bit cold." He said, Ning Cheng Yuanji walked over to him, and naturally took Xuanjiu’s hand, and waited for Xuanjiu’s opening, he said in advance,
Xiao Jiu, your hand is so cool."
Ning Chengyuan naturally held his hand like this, Ning Chengyuan’s hand was bigger than his hand, and with the roughness of the perennial battle, it was lightly covered on the back of his hand, warm and hot ironing. .
There are some inexplicable heats on Xuanjiu’s face.
But before he could say anything, Ning Cheng let go of his hand and told him about tomorrow. "Tomorrow I will let the people in the house prepare for the preparation. We will leave at noon. it's OK?"
Xuan Jiu looked at the roadside carelessly, and whispered aloud.
The wind was cold and cold, so in the cold night, Xuan Jiu felt that the air around him seemed to be hot, all belonged to the atmosphere of Ning Chengyuan, and he always spread his whole body.
He also said a lot to himself, but Xuan Jiu did not listen.
Some things seem to be gradually getting in the heart, a little bit, and have changed in the midst of it.
And he did not know, except for the confusion, more is, resist.
He resisted this feeling.
But it seems that I can't refuse this feeling.
Xuan Jiu stopped at the door of his courtyard and looked up and said: "Go back."
Ning Chengyuan still has the point to get the inch: "I am thirsty, can I go in for a drink?"
Xuan Jiu looked at him and licked his mouth. He didn't say anything any more. He opened the door and went to the house to pour him a cup of cold water. Ning Chengyuan didn't give up, so he drank it, but he didn't have time to open it again after drinking. When I said something, I heard Xuan Jiu’s direct deportation.
You can go back.

It’s said that Ning Cheng’s heart is more or less a little lost, but when I think of it, I can go to Xuan Jiu’s hometown tomorrow. When I don’t want to do anything with Xuanjiu, I think of it, Ningcheng. Far away, I only calmed down my mood a little, and I nodded. I was late with Xuan Jiu, and I reluctantly left.
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(The last vote came out, the new marriage night of the residue, the microblogging private letter [Wen Zhiru] can be read)