Rather sweet also don't care to fight on the stairs will be dangerous, immediately with powder fist beat a man's hard as wall chest, show eyebrows frown.

He must have asked her to do evil again.

"It's not too late to go to work." Li Yanmo said meaningfully.

Then he kicked the door of the bedroom with his foot.

It's better to bite your lips

How can her brother, who is so cold and precious, open his mouth when he doesn't agree.

……

Li Yanmo didn't break his promise this time. After finishing, he drove to the company.

And he works late every day. He leaves early in the morning and comes back in the early hours of the night. Sometimes he even stays up all night

I almost take the company as home!

Although Ning Tiantian said that he would stay up all night that day, she was just talking about it. Now that he made himself so tired in order to accompany her to school, she was really distressed.

In the morning, Ning Tiantian cooked in the kitchen and prepared to send him some food.

"You want to blow up the kitchen, sister?" Ning Meng put out a head, immediately saw the kitchen with the explosion scene.

Where is cooking? It's war!

"Isn't this my first time cooking?" Ning Tiantian, who is waving a spatula, is embarrassed. She puts down the spatula, stands on tiptoe and takes out a heat preservation box from the hanging cabinet above, and pours all her black rice porridge into it.

Ning Meng eyes open to see her to pour a pile of dark juice into the lunch box, his eyes instantly shocked stare.

"Elder sister, who are you cooking for?"

How could he feel that she was going to poison people!?

"Ink, of course, brother ink!" Rather sweet wrinkly says, cheek some embarrassed, carry lunch box to walk out of kitchen, still don't forget to stare at him.

"You little boy, do you mind your own business!"

“……”

He could not help worrying about the safety of his brother-in-law's life.

Ning Tiantian took her lunch box and entered Li's company.

When he knocked on the door, Li Yanmo was sitting in front of the computer, twisting his eyebrows. There was a light blue color in the eye socket and a few red blood streaks in the pupil, which made him sleepless all night.

Even now, I'm still dealing with things, and I don't even find anyone coming in.

"Brother ink!" Ning Tiantian stepped forward and interrupted him.

"Sweet is coming?" Li Yanmo turned the chair, rubbed the temple, raised his hand to signal her to come over, "come here."

"Well." Ning Tiantian stepped forward with small steps, just put the lunch box in his hand on the table, and his waist was hugged by him.

The next second she sat on the man's stout, slightly hot thigh.

She couldn't help struggling.

"Don't move." Li Yanmo opened his mouth to reprimand, then slightly closed his eyes, his head gently buried in her neck.

His neck is soft and numb, but he can't think of it.

She knew that she was now in the most dangerous place for men, and her hand would be sour if she was not careful.

So, she can only look at the lunch box, soft voice, "brother ink, are you hungry, do you want to eat, but I personally cook for you."

"You cook yourself?" Li Yanmo long eyes suddenly opened, eyes slightly surprised staring at her, as if some do not believe.

Of course, he didn't believe it. Ning Tiantian grew up spoiled, not to mention cooking. It would be nice if she could wash the dishes.