"Why, do you want to please me?" Rong Shao asked thoughtfully, stroking her radian beautiful chin with one hand, and Feng Mou looked at her.

Seeing Rong Shao's recovery, Luo Anning glanced and came up with the tray: "you think so. Anyway, I can rely on you in the future. How can I do if I don't flatter you."

Rong Shao saw the very good-looking assorted noodles on the tray that night, lifted up the corners of his lips and smiled: "luoanning, don't tell me you made it yourself?"

"Why, look down on me, don't you?"

Luo Anning put his hands on the desk and looked down at him. "As a top housekeeper, these dishes are just pediatrics. Don't you think it's a matter of disrespect for people to question the cooking level of a housekeeper?"

"I don't think so." Rong Shao said something not salty, picked up chopsticks and began to eat.

Luo Anning sat down on the chair and looked at Rong Shao's actions. He sighed in his heart. It's good to open a disaster skin bag. Even eating is so elegant and pleasing to the eye.

"Rong Shao, take your time and I'll go back to my room first." The purpose of flattery has also been achieved. If you fall into peace, you want to slip away.

"Wait."

“……?” Luo Anning stopped and looked at the handsome man who was so beautiful that he bewitched people.

"Go and sit there." Rong Shao's slender fingers pointed at the position of the sofa, and then continued to eat noodles without paying any attention to her.

Unable to understand what medicine he was selling in his gourd, Luo Anning had to sit down on the sofa.

In the spacious and luxurious study, Rong Shao is eating a bowl of noodles with great elegance, sitting on the sofa in peace and boredom, reading a financial magazine at will.

This may be the most peaceful time for them to get along well?

Finally, Rong Shao was full. He stood up from his desk and walked out of the door. He quietly called to her, "Luo Anning, come with me."

"Where are you going?" Luo Anning sat motionless and looked up at his back.

Rong Shao was impatient: "what are you doing with so much nonsense? Just come here!"

"Violent. Jun, spray. Fire Dragon..." Luo Anning reluctantly stood up and whispered behind him.

At the door of his bedroom, Luo an would rather die than go in. Rong Shao looked back at her and frowned and asked, "what's the matter?"

"Why did you let me in?" Although Luo Anning doesn't want to think about that, it's very imaginative to enter his bedroom at night!

Rong Shao stared at her for a long time, then hissed, "don't worry, your figure won't let me do to you. Come in and rub my back. Don't let me say it again."

Rong Shao went to the bathroom to put bath water. Luo Anning skimmed his mouth. He really enjoyed it at night and rubbed his back!

"I'll give you three seconds. If you don't come in again, you can roll." Complaining, Rong Shaoyin's voice came from the bathroom.

Luo Anning shuddered all over and hurriedly replied, "here, here..."

Rong Shao lives in the master bedroom, which is more than twice as big as her deputy bedroom!

The bathroom is much more luxurious than her. In the super large bathtub, Rong Shao has a bath towel around his waist, his back is leaning against the bathtub, his arms are also open and put on the bathtub, and Feng's eyes are slightly closed.

The light hit his handsome face, and the faint faint faint dyed a vague sense of vagueness, which was particularly charming.