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Chapter 971 The God of Wealth and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Contestants (136)

The God of Wealth and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Contestants (One Hundred and Thirty-Six)

Song Ning was still in a daze when he came back.

Lance was driving again today, but this time it was not his own car. Lance asked Manager He to change cars. SXT has been very popular recently and it was not convenient for him to drive his own car.

Lance reached out and unbuckled his seat belt for him. "Don't think about it. Anyway, we've already informed Brother He. We've already reported before we go out."

He could probably guess what Song Ning was thinking, but in Lance's opinion, these were not a problem. However, if Song Ning cared, he would probably feel better if he explained it.

After hearing this, Song Ning's expression recovered a lot, but when he got off the car, he still looked left and right like a thief, and his worry was beyond words.

"Is there anyone around here who knows us?"

He was really a little scared.

Lance found his sneaky look adorable. His little prince rarely looked like this, and it was really rare to see him like this.

"Not really, this is a parking lot."

Song Ning thought so too and straightened his back as if the person who was sneaking around just now was not him.

But he couldn't help but sigh, "I haven't dared to check my phone recently. The director was so irritating that day. Why did he give me such a big close-up?"

Not only did his hat happen to fall off that day, but the commentator was so thoughtful and introduced his identity to everyone.

Originally, Song Ning didn't think it was a big deal, but within two minutes he heard SXT fans behind him discussing him enthusiastically, so loudly that they were afraid he couldn't hear them.

Everything else is fine, but when Song Ning heard the discussion later saying, "That's strange. I remember hearing Brother Shi say that the tickets were given to family members. There were also rumors that someone said Robot's partner also had a ticket, but how come I only see SXT's boss now?", Song Ning froze on the spot.

Fortunately, the game was over at that time, so he followed the coaching staff to the locker room without thinking, and was not controlled by these discussions any longer.

But every time Song Ning thought about it, he still felt very conflicted, and his brows unconsciously frowned.

It was cool at night and the underground parking lot was even colder. Lance turned his head to watch Song Ning rubbing his arms unconsciously, and naturally took off his coat and put it on Song Ning.

"Hmm? No need to give it to me. I'll be home soon."

Song Ning is much shorter than Lance. He is just over 1.7 meters tall and wearing Lance's coat, he looks a bit like a teenager wearing his parent's clothes. In fact, he is not that big. His face from the side looks especially tender and plump, like a flower bud in spring.

Lance couldn't help himself and bent down to kiss it.

"dislike?"

Is this a question of like or not?

Song Ning was still somewhat conscious at first, but when the kiss moved from his cheek to his lips little by little, and a big hot hand covered his lower back, his breath was robbed and his mind gradually became unclear.

It was a kiss full of tenderness, and Lance kissed her delicately and carefully.

When the long kiss ended, the two of them were still leaning against each other in the stairwell.

Song Ning didn't even realize when he came in. His lips were as bright red as a rose. His hands were on Lance's chest, and he could even feel his strong heartbeat through a thin T-shirt. His feet, which were already unsteady, had to rely on the hands on his waist to support him to stand steadily.

He pursed his still wet lips and whispered.

"It's not that I don't like you, I'm just afraid you'll be cold too."

Lance kissed the top of his head, "It's okay. You are more important."

Song Ning thought to himself that this was not the case. His boyfriend was going to be the champion soon. It was obvious that his boyfriend was more important.

The parking lot was very quiet. The two of them snuggled together for about two minutes. After Song Ning felt that their heartbeats had stabilized, he straightened his body from Lance's chest and looked away shyly.

"How about you rest here with me tonight?"