"It seems to me that someone doesn't want to admit my identity." Luo Anning has pointed out: "use the title in exchange for the luck in your heart, so as to imply something to yourself?"

The smell of gunsmoke between the two became stronger and stronger, and everyone present dared not breathe. The air was horribly silent.

Mo Xiyan lowered her head and stopped answering. Instead, she looked calm, sharp and mean, deliberately making trouble for her.

Luo Anning was a little bored for a while. He turned his head and looked at Rong Yan and asked him, "have you gone home?"

"OK, listen to you." Rongyan led her out.

When passing by Mo Xiyan, her body was obviously shocked. Luo Anning didn't want to pay attention to it anymore and left with Rong Yan.

Before taking a few steps, Rongyan stopped.

Mo Xiyan took him by the arm, with a wave of prayer flashing in his eyes: "Yan, can we have a meal together? I don't know anyone in s city. I'm very lonely..."

Rongyan looked at the hand holding his wrist tightly, his eyes were deep and quiet, his thin lips were tight, and there was no expression on his charming face.

Seeing that he didn't push himself away, Mo Xiyan slowly climbed up the corner of his lips with a smile and looked at him with expectation: "Yan, even if we break up, we are still friends, aren't we? It should be nothing to have dinner together? Miss Luo, what do you say?"

She cleverly threw the problem to Luo Anning.

If she refuses on the spot, then in everyone's eyes, Luojing is a narrow-minded person.

If she agrees, then she is right in Mo Xiyan's arms.

No matter what kind of result it is, it will be beneficial to her.

Everyone looked at Mo Xiyan foolishly, holding rongshao's hand. It is said that rongshao's cleanliness habit forbids women to get close within three meters

But why can this woman be close to rongshao besides rongshao's grandmother?

Luo Anning stroked the hair on her cheek, and her black and white eyes looked at Mo Xiyan: "I and Rong Yan are going back to Rong residence for a family dinner. Doesn't Miss Mo want to go together?"

To put it so plainly, she should retreat from difficulties, right?

They all said it was a family banquet. What did she look like when she went alone?

Rongyan gently pulled back his hand. Mo Xiyan smiled and became more sincere: "well, I just returned home and didn't visit my aunt and grandpa. I just took this opportunity to visit."

Luo Anning suddenly cools his face. Mo Xiyan, Mo Xiyan, are you really stupid or Taoist?

Such an obvious refusal means that you pretend not to know. It's really hard for people to admire or not!

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Finally, the two returned to Rong residence and became a trio.

Luo Anning held his breath, couldn't get up and down, and was stuck in his throat. It was very uncomfortable, but there was no place to vent.

Along the way, Mo Xiyan always found a topic to chat with Rongyan. It was not very hot, but it was not cold.

Rongyan knew that she was not comfortable in her heart and took the initiative to talk to her from time to time, but this didn't relieve her bad mood much.

I never found that the journey to Rong residence was so long, so long that there was a feeling of suffering.

Half an hour later, Lincoln's motorcade drove into Rong residence and stopped at the main house.

Housekeeper Zhang waited there early in the morning. As soon as the car stopped, he enthusiastically came up and opened the door.

Mo Xiyan took the lead in getting off the bus. She smiled at Zhang Bo. "Zhang Bo, I haven't seen you for four years. You still look so energetic. You haven't changed at all."