Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet

Ning Chengyuan couldn't help raising his head and glaring at him, "Then can I be in the same situation as you? If I don't put my face down, he might not even want to look at me!"

"Then what are you going to do?"

Ning Chengyuan thought bitterly and said, "I'm going to have the cheek to spend New Year's Eve with him this year!"

Su Huang: "...that's all you have to offer."

Because Bauhinia was still waiting for him to go back in Su's mansion, Su Huang didn't dare to indulge in drinking too much wine like before, and told Ning Chengyuan after this meal that he wanted to go back.

Ning Chengyuan understood that he was about to return to his heart now, so he let him go without embarrassing him...

Leaving him alone in Lanyue Pavilion to get drunk, he staggered back to the mansion.

At that time, it was already dark.

The wind was blowing rustlingly, and it was snowing again, which hurt the pain on my face.

Ning Chengyuan's eyes faltered, and he vaguely saw a familiar figure sitting on the stone steps outside the mansion. He was stunned for a moment, narrowed his eyes, and walked over. When the person raised his head, he It was completely confirmed that the person on the stone steps was Xuan Jiu.

Ning Chengyuan was staring at him drunkenly, his eyes were unabashedly erotic, and a very dangerous light was undercurrent.

But Xuan Jiu didn't know it. He saw Ning Chengyuan coming back reeking of alcohol, frowned slightly, and stood up, "Didn't you just come back from the war? Why did you go to drink..."

Ning Chengyuan approached him, breathed in the youth's clean aura, and said in a low voice with the smell of alcohol: "I drank a little wine with Su Huang..."

"A little wine?" Xuan Jiu pursed his lips, obviously not believing his nonsense.

Ning Chengyuan gave a dry laugh, coughed with some discomfort and said, "Xiao Jiu, I have a headache."

Xuan Jiu's expression was indifferent, and he didn't mean to feel sorry for him at all: "Can drinking so much wine not hurt?"

Ning Chengyuan looked at him expectantly and said: "Can you cook me a bowl of hangover soup? I haven't seen you for a long time, and I want to talk to you more..."

Xuan Jiu stood there for a while, finally nodded, and went in with Ning Chengyuan.

He was fairly familiar with the Ning Mansion, so he found the kitchen with ease, lit the lamp, and cooked soup for him.

Xuan Jiu originally wanted Ning Chengyuan to go back to his room to lie down and rest, but Ning Chengyuan insisted on leaning against the kitchen door and staring at Xuan Jiu so blatantly...

Xuan Jiu's hands are really pretty, the cuffs are turned up a little, revealing the fair and long hands with well-defined knuckles, clean, not feminine at all, but the kind of beauty that is very pleasing to the eye.

Then when he lowered his head to cut ginger, his expression was very focused and calm, and he looked indifferent, but the lights reflected his face, Xuan Jiu lowered his neck slightly, his red lips and white teeth, every moment was his favorite appearance.

The surroundings were extremely quiet, so quiet that only the sound of Xuan Jiu messing things up in the kitchen and his own increasingly heavy breathing remained.

He can feel how much he loves Xuan Jiu himself.

But he is still suppressing it, and he doesn't know when he will be relieved.

He couldn't help but think of Su Huang's smile, thinking that when he could smile like Su Huang, the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't suppress himself.

Only then did Xuan Jiu feel a gaze staring at him, he raised his head, and saw Ning Chengyuan standing by the door, staring at him unabashedly, with an extremely aggressive gaze.