Chapter 29

Rong Shao didn't respond. He wrinkled his handsome eyebrows tightly. Luo Anning couldn't help but increase the volume this time. "Rong Shao, drink the Jiejiu soup quickly. I'll sleep if you don't sleep. I don't have time to spend with you."

What a fire!

It was annoying enough to wake up after a good sleep. However, the young master is not a master of peace. He is so uncooperative when drunk. I really want to slap him on the wall.

Rongshao didn't respond at all. Luo Anning was angry. He had to pry open his lips and teeth and pour it in with the bowl of Jiejiu soup. Maybe he was strong. Rongshao opened Feng's eyes in a faint and violent moment.

I saw him pursing his lips slightly annoyed and shaking his big hand to get rid of the antidote soup. The soup spilled a carpet and fell on Anning's chest. He repeatedly told himself not to be angry.

But she still wants to beat people!

Someone said that it was her lack of self-cultivation to see others unhappy. Well, at this moment, she admitted that she was not self-cultivation, and she was still very self-cultivation! Forgive her for not being cultured enough and want to beat him to death!

The thought of him sarcastically saying that she was the woman who tried every means to climb into his bed made him angry.

Rong Shao threw away the bowl and pushed away Luo Anning. He fell on the bed. Luo Anning was overwhelmed. He underestimated that he had so much strength when he was drunk. He accidentally fell to the ground.

"Young grandma, are you all right? Did you fall anywhere?" The two servants hurried forward to pick her up and checked her anxiously.

Because the bed is a European Court bed, which is relatively high. It's really choking to fall from the bed. If it weren't for the carpet on the ground, he would be angry at the moment, whether he was drunk or not!

"Rongyan, you special bastard, I won't serve you. What do you like!" He roared like a vent, turned around and left. Incidentally, he also asked two servants to go down and rest. Such scum can survive without being taken care of.

As soon as he got to the door, there was a staggering sound of footsteps behind him. The next second, Rong Shao clasped her waist with his arms, hugged her behind him, put his sharp chin on her shoulder, and his figure was hoarse and low after drinking: "don't go... Don't leave..."

Luo Anning broke off his hand and said disgustedly, "Rong Shao, you're drunk! Let go of me!"

"Don't go... Don't leave... Don't leave... Don't leave..."

However, he just kept repeating that sentence without the slightest intention of letting go.

His arms were so tight that he couldn't break off the falling peace. Moreover, he was drunk and couldn't listen. Rong Shao held her for a long time. Suddenly, he picked her up and threw her on the bed. He was bullied by his vigorous body.

"What are you doing? Get off me! I tell you, don't try to do anything to me in the name of drunkenness, or don't blame my men for being merciless."

Luo Anning was pressed under his body, put his hands on his chest, didn't let him close to himself, and tried to call back even a trace of his reason.

Rongyan was very drunk. Looking at the woman under him, he was in a trance. He shook his head to see clearly. Unfortunately, he failed to do so.

He tightly pressed the woman under him, put his big palm into her clothes, swam on the greasy skin wantonly, and breathed peacefully. Suddenly, what did he want to do!

"Rongyan, you stop! Take out your hand, I'll let you take it out. Do you hear me!"