192. Chapter 192 The Scar Is Healed and the Pain Is Forgotten【3】

Because of being hugged, Luo Anning lay on top of him with almost no gaps. Young Master Rong looked like he was at his mercy. He put his hands behind his head and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Come on, my wife, use your body." Kill me, no need to be polite to me.”

"roll!"

Kill your sister, kill her, who is so stupid as to kill her with her body!

Young Master Rong looked at her angry cheeks in a good mood, and couldn't help but stretched out his hand to knead it twice, which made her glare, and couldn't help but chuckle, "Honey, are you hungry? Let's have some midnight snack, okay?"

"I'm not hungry! I have no appetite anymore without you." Luo Anning slapped his hand away, rolled over and lay down on the side.

Not knowing why, Young Master Rong turned over and pressed on her. He looked at her with extremely bright black eyes: "But I'm hungry. You eat with me."

I went to catch her as soon as I got off the plane. I didn't even have time to eat dinner. I had been angry before, but I didn't feel hungry at all.

But now that I am no longer angry or annoyed, my hunger is getting stronger and stronger.

"I will accompany you if you ask me to. Who do you think I am?"

Mr. Rong thought for a while and said seriously: "...of course it's my wife."

When he mentioned his wife, Luo An Ning got angry, pushed him, kicked him, "Do you treat your wife like this? When you are angry, you take it out on your wife, and when you are unhappy, you rape her within marriage!"

"Then you shouldn't be flirting with other men in front of your husband!"

"Did your eye see me and Qian Ge making love to each other? Don't think about us with your dirty thoughts, okay?"

Luo Anning really felt tired and tired after saying half a sentence without speculation.

It was almost impossible to communicate with him.

I finally understand why the divorce rate in China is so high. It turns out that the problem lies in communication.

Young Master Rong's eyes darkened and his voice was calm: "An Ning, even if I know that Mo Qiange is your friend, I don't like you to be too close to him...at least not closer than you are to me."

Mr. Rong said this so bitterly.

Luo Anning looked at him with an expression that said, "Did you take the wrong medicine?" She obviously didn't believe that such words came from his young master Rong's mouth.

Rong Yan stood up irritably, sat on the edge of the bed, took out a cigarette, lit it, and casually pulled his tie and threw it to the ground.

Luo Anning pulled up the silk quilt and covered herself with it. She had no time to pay attention to him, so she closed her eyes and wanted to sleep.

When she was about to fall asleep, the quilt was pulled open quickly, and then, hot lips with the smell of tobacco covered hers.

She was startled and subconsciously opened her eyes, meeting the man's shining black pupils unexpectedly.

Rong Yan did not intend to kiss deeply, but pecked a few times, then pulled away, his handsome eyebrows slightly twisted, "An Ning... I seem to like you..."

Why?

He likes her, does she have any auditory hallucinations?

"Forget it, I know you don't believe it...even I can't believe it myself." Mr. Rong stood up dejectedly, pressed the service button at the front desk, and asked someone to bring midnight snacks in.

Then he went to the desk alone, sat down, and started working, leaving An Ning lying on the bed, being severely thundered.

Soon, the room attendant brought the dining cart and placed the food on the coffee table one after another: "Master Rong, this is the midnight snack you wanted."

"Okay, you can go out." He waved away the waiter calmly, Rong Yan left the desk and walked to the sofa to sit down.

He ate in silence, feeling very uncomfortable. He glanced at Luo Anning on the big bed from time to time, and found that she didn't pay attention to him at all, and he suddenly became even more irritable.