Chapter 18

He sat down humiliated, fell calm and blew his hair, and twisted his body like a fish, "you bastard, let go of me, don't come down from me!"

"Why should I listen to you?" Rong Shao sat quietly and smiled like a demon. "If you let me let go, I'll let go. Don't I have no face."

Luo Anning stopped struggling. The great difference between men and women's strength doomed her to break free, so she had to change the language offensive. "Rong Shao, it's getting late. Please come down from me? I'm going to rest and have no time to make trouble with you."

"Do you think I want to make trouble with you?" Rong shaoleng hissed.

Luo Anning: "

Your uncle. Yes, that's not noisy. That's noisy?

"You go to sleep on the sofa and I'll let you go."

Luo Anning gritted his teeth: "impossible!"

Rong Shao smiled shamelessly, "since I can't reach a consensus, I have to use special means."

"What are you doing?"

"Don't do anything, just tie you up and go to sleep on the sofa."

Despicable! Shameless!

Luo Anning scolded secretly in her heart, but on her face, she looked like compromise and helplessness. "Well, sleep on the sofa. Let me go."

Rong Shao stared at her for a long time, then shook his head, "I gave you a chance just now, but you gave up. Now, your trust is zero with me."

So just tie her up, right?

What a mean and shameless scum man!

Rongshao clamped her down and pulled her down to the bed. Anning was forced to get out of bed. She followed him to the wardrobe and watched him pull out some collars. She felt a move of faith. When he held a tie in one hand, her wrist turned and fiercely broke free from him.

Rong Shao turns around and wants to clamp her down again. However, Luo Anning sneaks down from his arm like a fish. If he grabs his tie with one hand, he will tie her.

Rong Shaofeng's eyes flashed with interest. She was so strong that she dodged her attack. Luo Anning was unwilling to be inferior. She held a fist and hit his handsome face with ten percent of her strength.

Rong Shaofeng's eyes narrowed slightly and turned to her head. She clasped her wrist with one hand and fell to Anning. One hand was clamped down, and the other hand continued to attack him in the face. Rong Shaofeng's patience was almost worn away, and one forced her to fall on the bed.

"Have you had enough? If you haven't had enough, I don't mind staying with you." Rongshao bullied him, his tone was a little low, with a little anger.

Luo Anning has realized that in front of this man, his skill is just like what he said. It's not worth mentioning.

Looking at his gloomy handsome face, her beautiful eyes turned. Suddenly she thought of a good way. She smiled at him and said, "husband, I've had enough fun. Now I'm so tired. Let's go to bed."

Rong Shao had a cold, Luo Anning said, his arms around his neck, and his head rubbed around his neck like a little cat.

Rong Shao was stiff and motionless. He looked down at his black head and fell into peace. He didn't think the fire was strong enough. His weak boneless little hand reached into his nightgown and seemed to touch it.

The smooth touch and texture of the veins surprised her. It was a prank. He wanted to make him angry and automatically went to sleep on the sofa. Unexpectedly, he felt it, but suddenly became addicted.

"Fall into peace, do you want to die?!" Rong Shao clasped her hand and said viciously.