The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

  Chapter 421 Extra: "You have to satisfy me, right?"

   "Don't do this next time." She whispered.

   "Which?"

   "That's it...that's it!" Ji Ningan stammered, "This kind of thing can't be too frequent, I, we can do it once a month, no, once every two months."

  Times: "..."

   "One more time?" He bit her ear incredulously, and smiled softly, "It takes me so long to satisfy me, right?"

   Ji Ning'an's whole body exploded, and she firmly refused. That feeling was really strange, as if she was no longer herself.

   Shi Jingnian was just teasing her and pity her body. He didn't intend to really indulge. He took the girl into his arms and gave a lingering kiss: "Go to sleep."

   Ji Ning'an always felt that something was missing, and finally remembered when she was drowsy, Shi Jingnian did not agree to her bimonthly request!

   It snowed all night and stopped, and there was a faint light in the distance.

When Shi Jingnian woke up, the little girl was still sleeping. This was the first day of their official marriage and living together. The sun lightly kissed the skirt of the gauze curtain. When they opened their eyes, they could see each other's sleeping faces. For a long time, my lover is by my side.

   He moved very lightly and dropped a light good morning kiss on the girl's lips. He didn't want to wake her up, so he went to the kitchen to cook porridge.

   Ji Ning'an was awakened by the scent, the tip of his nose moved, and he buried his face in his arms, and covered with a soft and warm quilt: "What's delicious?"

"Pumpkin millet porridge." Shi Jingnian hugged her, wearing a soft knitted sweater, with a clean and elegant temperament, a little more seductive in the morning light, his smiling eyes fell on the girl and pinched the bridge of her nose .

   "Get up and eat."

   She whispered coquettishly, hid under the quilt, and dangled his sleeves: "Don't remember."

   In the end, Shi Jingnian set up a small table on the bed to feed her.

  Pumpkin millet porridge, Tremella stewed Sydney, and hard-boiled eggs, light and simple.

   Ji Ning'an didn't like egg whites when eating eggs, so Shi Jingnian naturally took out the egg yolks and put them in her porridge. She kept the egg whites for herself and fed her porridge.

  The girl accepted the feeding obediently, and was still in a half-awake state, with a pretty face, a little dumb, and leaned on him.

   "I want to eat white fungus."

"it is good."

   He picked up the chopsticks and picked it up. Ji Ning'an held his hand. The phalanx was delicate and cool, which was very suitable for holding a paintbrush, but these were the hands last night...

   makes people blush.

   She turned his chopsticks in a different direction, fed them into his mouth, and bent her eyes: "I want you to eat the first bite."

   What you like should be shared with the people you like.

  The girl was wearing a snow-white pajamas with two rabbit ears on the back and red marks on her collarbone. She smiled brightly in the sun, revealing two lovely tiger teeth.

   Shi Jingnian squinted his eyes, opened her lips with her hand and bit down, obviously just having breakfast, but he was inexplicably brought out the lustful taste: "Thank you baby."

   He knew about Zheng Xingzhou's departure last night. In fact, the other party would come to the wedding, which was unexpected in the current year.

   After all, the past is indelible forever.

   Shijing Nian took the time to deliver the guitar that he bought from the auction a long time ago to Bai Lan's apartment.

   "Rare customer." Zheng Xingzhou heard the sound of the fingerprint lock, looked over and stared at him, "There is still time to come here."

   The whole apartment was filled with smoke, I don’t know how much smoke was smoked.

   "I won't kill you." Shi Jingnian said.

   "Are you smoking?" Zheng Xingzhou handed over the cigarette.

   Those beautiful eyes, like the blade of a knife, gouged out at him.

   "If you don't smoke, don't smoke, don't stare at me." Zheng Xingzhou felt that he was innocent, "I'm kind enough to make you still not happy..."

   As he spoke, he put out the cigarette, his eyelashes covered the decadent red blood, and he opened the window to ventilate.

   Shi Jingnian put the guitar aside: "What time is the flight."

   "It's three o'clock this afternoon." Zheng Xingzhou glanced at the acoustic guitar, his eyes didn't change, and he replied.

   "Pay attention to safety." Shi Jingnian nodded. He came over today, and in addition to delivering the guitar, he also fetched milk, which was a beautiful box of milk.

   "Take it all." Zheng Xingzhou casually fell on the sofa with his long legs on the coffee table.

   Shi Jingnian only took one row, and the cats connected by the lines were very smart. He knelt down on one knee and half under the cabinet and packed the milk with a temperament like pine and bamboo.

   Zheng Xingzhou closed his eyes and asked very coldly, "Are you addicted?"

   Shijing Nianquan didn't hear it.

   He didn't hear the answer, a little strange, opened his eyes: "Are you upset?"

   "Are you ill?" Shi Jingnian didn't want to bother with Zheng Xingzhou, so he got together himself.

  Listen, Professor Shi Da, who is pure-hearted and has few desires, is actually cursing.

   "Yeah, I'm sick." Zheng Xingzhou didn't care much, lowered his head and took off the candy wrapper of the chocolate fudge, licked it, it was sweet, not bitter, and then he bit down.

  Thinking of something, he looked at Shi Jingnian again, and glanced at his waist with deep meaning: "How long?"

"boom--"

  The door of the apartment was thrown open!

   Zheng Xingzhou was so happy that his shoulders trembled while laughing on the sofa.

   How can someone open a meat and still can't resist teasing.

   was directly gassed away.

  It’s good to be gone, what’s the matter with him now.

   Zheng Xingzhou sat cross-legged on the sofa, staring blankly at the wooden guitar on the wall. After a long time, he took it and held it casually.

   He tentatively moved his left hand, and played a tune in one hand. The wrist was very painful, but it didn't stop. The fingers were connected to the heart, and the pain began to spread.

   He was a little annoyed, kicked open the coffee table violently with one foot, and wanted to drop the guitar, but when he lifted it up, he was suddenly reluctant, and finally only played a very explosive tune with his right hand, and let out a deep breath.

   fell into silence for a moment, staring at a photo placed under the TV. It was a very young woman, gentle, clean, and ignorant of the world.

   His eyes didn't blink, and there was a huge sadness hidden in his eyes, an unavoidable sadness that drowned people.

   When Zheng Xingzhou walked out of the apartment and went to the airport, he was not wearing a suit, he was even a little boyish, very casual and thin, his face was too superior, his eyes were full of romantic affection, and everyone looked like a lingering.

  The light of cloud and wind is awe-inspiring.

   There is no sign of depression at all.

  …

  The newlywed life of the young couple is very happy. They are older than her, mature and stable, have a lot of experience, have a good temperament, pay attention to details, and take care of people in both life and school.

   He will not act arbitrarily when encountering problems, respect her, ask Ji Ning'an's opinions and ideas, and guide her and teach her when she encounters difficulties.

   And the girl is young and likes flowers and romance. She will make him happy in this worldly distress, surprise him, act coquettishly, be considerate, and work hard with him.

   He is willing to protect her simplicity and childishness, and she is also willing to use this kindness as his last trump card.

   Two people are together, the rhythm is in harmony, and the three views are consistent.

   So that the first quarrel happened unexpectedly.

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  Oh, it's just the love of a young couple.

   (end of this chapter)