Looking at her legal husband, the intimate princess in her arms hugged other women. She pulled her lips ironically.

Liu Guanghua's eyes are especially sad at this moment. She smiles but doesn't speak. It's like watching a joke. The rising radian of her lips mocks, despises and despises

All kinds of emotions twined in my heart.

There was no expression on Rong Yan's handsome face, but his frown revealed his bad mood. Looking at the falling peace a few steps away, she stood so quietly, quiet and quiet, as if the whole world had nothing to do with her.

His throat rolled. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

Rongyan's eyes trembled slightly and lowered his head slightly. The slow movement on his hands wanted to put Mo Xiyan down. Mo Xiyan noticed his intention, so he took the lead in smiling and patting his shoulder: "Yan, let me down first. It's not good to be seen by Miss Luo."

Rongyan didn't say anything, but gave a low 'um' and put her on the ground.

Mo Xiyan just fell to the ground and lost his center of gravity. He just fell into Rongyan's arms. Rongyan stretched out his hand to hold her and asked in a low voice, "can you stand well? I'll let the bodyguard help you."

Waving to call a bodyguard, Mo Xiyan took his arm, smiled and shook his head at him, "no, I can stand well myself. Besides, I don't like others to touch me."

Breaking away from Rongyan's help, Mo Xiyan nodded and smiled gracefully towards Luo Anning: "this is Miss Luo? Hello, I'm Mo Xiyan."

The head had no origin of a burst of dizziness, fell calm, slightly closed his eyes, rubbed his forehead, and sneered in his heart.

Is she provocative?

Good, she took all the orders!

Luo Anning and elegant walked to Rong Yan. High heels made a clear and regular sound on the floor. Standing three steps away from Rong Yan, I hooked my lips and smiled with gentle eyebrows and eyes: "Hello, Miss mo. I prefer others to call me Rong's young grandmother than Miss Luo."

Mo Xiyan's face flashed a trace of embarrassment, which was fleeting. For Luo Anning, she just smiled back and didn't say much.

Rong Yan lowered his head slightly, and his face was submerged in the half light and half dark, so that people couldn't peep.

Are you guilty or guilty, so you don't dare to look at her?

Luo Anning has no time to explore these. She only knows that now she can't lose and don't let Mo Xiyan see a joke.

Walking in front of Rong Yan, he naturally took off his tie, kneaded it into a ball and threw it into the garbage can.

Rongyan suddenly raised his head to look at her. Their eyes collided in the air. She suddenly smiled, patted the dust on his shirt, and said softly, "it's dirty. Change it."

The slender fingers flew over, and soon untied all the buttons of his shirt, revealing his sexy chest and small abdominal muscles, and hooked Xu Zhiyuan behind him.

Xu Zhiyuan stepped forward in fear, "young grandma, what can I do for you?"

"Go and get a shirt."

Xu Zhiyuan looked at Xiang rongshao, then immediately turned to open his luggage, took a shirt and handed it to Luo Anning.

The smile on the corner of Anning's lips was still soft and bright. The movement on his hand seemed gentle, but it was full of strength. He picked up his shirt with two fingers and threw it into the trash can.

He threw his shirt over him and said, "put it on."

Rongyan put it on and fastened the button. Mo Xiyan chuckled. It seemed that Rongyan was so obedient and funny. Then he patted him on the shoulder and spread his palm to him.