Chapter 28

Luo Anning smiled proudly, put away his mobile phone and walked leisurely behind them with his bag. His steps were light and not easy.

Luo Anning wanted to send Rong Shao back to his apartment, but she didn't want Feng churui to let her go back to Haoting mansion as soon as she got on the bus. However, she had to go back to Haoting mansion.

After more than 20 minutes' drive, he returned to the mansion. Feng churui helped the drunken Rong Shao in. Because it was early in the morning, the servants had a rest, so the villa was quiet.

When the two servants on duty saw Rong Shao coming back, they were both happy and happy for Anning. Luo Anning asked them to prepare some Jiejiu soup. They turned around and went into the kitchen to make drums.

"Which bedroom?" Feng churui helped Rong Shao upstairs, stood in front of the corridor, turned his head and asked her.

Luo Anning quickly walked past him and opened the bedroom door. "Here it is."

Feng churui put Rong Shao on the bed, exhaled and pulled his tie. Luo Anning immediately poured him a glass of water. He thanked him softly and drank it.

Rong Shao lies in bed His eyes and eyebrows were safe and obedient like a child. His eyes fell on him and he was crazy for a moment.

It is undeniable that God's special preference for him gave birth to a good skin bag. It is not too much to call it a disaster.

Feng churui noticed her sight and frowned invisibly. Then he stretched out and put down his glass. "It's getting late. I'll go back first and take good care of him."

He looked at him who had gone out and hurriedly asked, "Feng Shao, do you want me to take you back?"

He got in her car and came back together. Now he didn't drive and didn't call the driver. How he went back is still a problem.

"No need to send it. If you don't mind, lend me your car and drive it back. I'll have someone send it back to you tomorrow." Feng churui thought she was only looking at Rong Shao and didn't notice him.

"Of course not." Luo Anning handed him the car key, took him all the way to the garage and told him, "drive safely."

Feng churui looked at her, who was so beautiful in the light that she confused people's mind. He meditated for a while, then raised his lips and smiled, making people feel like a spring breeze: "OK, you should have a rest early."

The car disappeared in sight. Luo Anning looked at the little trance. She couldn't see what kind of person Feng churui was.

It was dawn Ming was kind enough to save her and put pressure on her with her identity. Tonight, he called her to Xijiang club for embarrassment. Just now, he smiled and laughed so sincerely, as if they were good friends.

He's like a mystery, Ming Ming has a refined and handsome smile on his face, but people can't tell what's true and what's false in that smile.

Back to the bedroom from the yard, the servant just brought the wine and soup. Looking at Rong Shao, she helped her forehead and sighed. What kind of wine do you want to drink, even if you're drunk, don't let me know, okay?

She really didn't want to serve him, so she didn't have to be accused of wantonly approaching him.

"Grandma, the antidote soup has been cooked. Don't you feed Rong and drink less?" Seeing that Luo Anning had been standing without speaking, the servant asked carefully.

"Well, here you go."

She walked to the bed and sat down. She half picked up rongshao and leaned against her arms. She took the Jiejiu soup with one hand and gathered it up to his lips: "rongshao, drink the Jiejiu soup."