After coming out of the flower room, Jiang Hangting took Ning Zhou directly to his room.

Jiang Hangting's room is on the second floor of the villa. On weekdays, a housekeeper came to clean it. Because he knew that Jiang Hangting and Ning Zhou were going back today, Lu Xuerou asked someone to clean it again. The bedding and sheets were all sunny and smelled the sun.

The bedroom has a good lighting, and the sun shines through the window. There is a bouquet of roses on the bedside table, which was just cut this morning, and it is spitting out the morning dew in the sun, emitting a rich fragrance of flowers.

The decoration style of the bedroom is completely different from the apartment where Ning Zhou and Jiang Hangting live now. If the apartment is in a minimalist and cold style, then this bedroom is in a complex and passionate style.

It boldly adopts a variety of warm colors, and the ornaments in the room are also very unique.

However, the decoration of the bedroom does not seem messy, and the matching of each color is just right, making it very comfortable to look at.

In short, in short, the entire bedroom can be summarized in one adjective - Sao Bao.

After Ning Zhou came in, he looked around and was not surprised. Instead, it was very consistent with Jiang Hangting's recent personality.

He sat on Jiang Hangting's bed and looked up at Jiang Hangting: "I heard that your bedroom was decorated according to your wishes?"

Jiang Hangting did not deny it, "Well, they were all decorated according to my preferences."

"What about our family?" Ning Zhou asked again.

These are two completely opposite styles. Ning Zhou doesn’t believe that Jiang Hangting’s preferences will change so much in the short term.

"The house is a newly purchased fine decoration house." It has reached this level, and Jiang Hangting did not need to hide it from it, so he simply told the truth.

Ning Zhou was a little amused and laughed in an instant, and took Jiang Hangting's hand to his hand and played with it, "Just because I said I like mature and steady?"

"Um."

Only when sexually frigid style is more in line with mature and steady personality. As a mature man, how could he like colorful colors?

But it was too late to redecorate, so Jiang Hangting simply bought a finely decorated apartment with a cold style.

Ning Zhou didn't know what to say for a moment, so he bowed his head and kissed Jiang Hangting's back, then gently rubbed his face on it.

There is a large wardrobe in the bedroom. Ning Zhou pointed to the large wardrobe and asked Jiang Hangting, "Is your suit with dark rose patterns printed in the wardrobe?"

Jiang Hangting was strangely silent for a while before answering: "...is here."

Ning Zhou had not planned to open the wardrobe to check his clothes, but Jiang Hangting's silence aroused his curiosity, "Can I open it and see?"

Jiang Hangting: "Open it."

There was a feeling of accepting one's fate in his tone.

This made Ning Zhou even more curious. He immediately got up and walked to the wardrobe, and opened the wardrobe door.

The next second, Ning Zhou was shocked by the colorful colors in the wardrobe.

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, purple, can gather rainbow colors at a glance.

Not only that, there are several suits that are bulging and shining.

Ning Zhou: "..."

The rose dark pattern suit is weak, okay! The suit in this wardrobe is really sexy!

Not to mention ties of various colors and shiny small accessories.

Jiang Hangting held his forehead and sighed, "If you can't accept it, I won't wear it in the future." Anyway, he has been used to wearing dark suits recently.

"No!" Ning Zhou quickly refused. He walked over and hugged Jiang Hangting's waist, "I really want to see you look handsome in these suits."

Jiang Hangting: "Everyone listens to you. I will wear whatever you like me."

At this moment, Ning Zhou's heart was full of energy, and it was as sweet as honey.

"Mr. Jiang, you should wear whatever you want." Ning Zhou stood on tiptoe and rubbed his face with his face, with a strong smile in his voice, "I don't like mature and steady people, I always like you."

The pair of confusing cat eyes seemed to be shining, and Jiang Hangting's appearance was clearly printed, "I like you, no matter what kind of you."

Jiang Hangting smiled overflowed from his throat, lowered his head and Ning Zhou's forehead against his forehead, "I know."

Ning Zhou reached out to wrap Jiang Hangting's waist, as if he had wrapped the whole world.

The two hugged each other quietly in the sunshine, and the picture was quiet and beautiful.

In the evening, Jiang Hangting and Ning Zhou planned to stay in the villa for one night.

Jiang Daolan and Lu Xuerou were naturally happy, and Jiang Daolan even took out red wine.

The color of the red wine is very attractive. Ning Zhou couldn't help but take a look. He actually wanted to taste what it tasted.

When Jiang Daolan saw it, he poured a glass of Ning Zhou, "This wine was brewed by Grandpa Hang Ting himself, you can try it." He only needs two or three sips.

Ning Zhou stretched out his evil hand, but Jiang Hangting took the wine glass one step faster and looked at Ning Zhou: "Are you sure you want to drink?"

Jiang Hangting knew that Ning Zhou had a low alcohol tolerance. Although this wine was brewed by itself, it had a little stamina. If Ning Zhou had a high alcohol tolerance, he would probably get drunk.

"I'll take a sip." Ning Zhou made a little gesture to Jiang Hangting, "just a little."

Jiang Daolan helped, "Anyway, you all stayed tonight, so let Ning Zhou drink some, you don't have to worry too much."

"Then drink a little." Jiang Hangting had no choice but to compromise.

Ning Zhou nodded obediently, "Okay."

After saying that, Ning Zhou picked up the wine glass and took a sip. The grapes were very strong and sweet, with a little bit of white wine.

To be honest, it's quite delicious.

The wine glass soon came to an end.

Jiang Daolan asked him: "Do you still want it?"

Ning Zhou shook his head, "No, thank you."

He is very obedient when he says a little bit.

After that, no matter what the others on the dining table said, Ning Zhou sat obediently. The answer to the question was either good or thank you, like a kindergarten baby.

No matter how slow you are, you can see that Ning Zhou is really drunk.

Jiang Daolan put down his wine glass, a little amazed, "I'm so drunk?"

Jiang Hangting pinched Ning Zhou's hand, Ning Zhou turned his head to look at him, showed an innocent smile, and said softly: "Mr. Jiang."

"I'll just say he's drunk." Jiang Hangting was a little helpless, "I'll help him upstairs to rest first."

Lu Xuerou stood up and said, "I'll go and make a glass of honey water."

"Please trouble mom." After Jiang Hangting said that, he held Ning Zhou's hand and said to Ning Zhou in a tone of coaxing the child: "Zhouzhou, we are back to the room."

Ning Zhou paused for a moment, as if he was reacting to what Jiang Hangting said, and he nodded slowly after two or three seconds, "Okay."

He stood up from the chair slowly, but did not walk, but opened his hands and said to Jiang Hangting: "Mr. Jiang, take me back."

Jiang Hangting picked Ning Zhou up without hesitation and couldn't help laughing. He didn't know if Ning Zhou would still remember what he did now after he woke up tomorrow.

As soon as Ning Zhou was picked up by Jiang Hangting, he obediently hurried in Jiang Hangting's arms.

"Dad, I'll take Zhouzhou upstairs to rest first." Jiang Hangting and Jiang Daolan said, and then hugged Ning Zhou upstairs.

Just then, Lu Xuerou came out with honey water. Jiang Daolan and Lu Xuerou sighed, "The relationship is really good."

It can be seen that Ning Zhou trusted Jiang Hangting wholeheartedly. Jiang Hangting did take Ning Zhou into his heart.

Lu Xuerou smiled gently, "I have only chosen such a person for thirty years. How can the relationship be bad?"

"Isn't Hang Ting like me?" Jiang Daolan gilded himself on his face without any psychological burden, "I love my wife like me!"

Lu Xuerou gave him an angry look, "Look at what you can."

He said again: "I'll send the honey water to Zhouzhou first."

After Lu Xuerou went upstairs and placed the honey water on the bedside table, she left and closed the door for them with great thoughtfulness.

At this moment, Ning Zhou was sitting on Jiang Hangting's legs, his cat's eyes were blurred, and his furry head was arching in Jiang Hangting's neck.

Jiang Hangting held Ning Zhou with one hand and took honey water with the other, coaxing Ning Zhou to drink it.

After drinking, Ning Zhou smashed his mouth, "It's so sweet."

He looked ignorant again, Jiang Hangting, "Mr. Jiang wants to try it?"

Jiang Hangting saw the bottom glass, "No more."

"That's it." Ning Zhou wrapped his hands around Jiang Hangting's neck, smiled and kissed Jiang Hangting's lips, and stuck out his tongue and licked it.

When Jiang Hangting wanted to respond to him, Ning Zhou suddenly stepped back and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Jiang, is it sweet?"

Jiang Hangting's eyes sank, and he deliberately said, "I haven't tasted it."

Ning Zhou turned his head in confusion, as if thinking about something, and kissed him again the next second, and this time he stayed for a little longer.

When he wanted to retreat, Jiang Hangting pressed the back of his head and actually received a wet kiss.

When they retreated, both of them were breathing a little.

Ning Zhou asked again: "Is it sweet?"

Jiang Hangting replied in a mute voice: "Sweet."

Ning Zhou stretched out his finger and gently stroked Jiang Hangting's lips, "That..."
To be continued...