Mo Qingge didn't say anything. He closed his lips tightly and hit the steering wheel heavily BA Hector almost hit the side fence.

Luo Anning didn't know why he was angry. Looking at his bad face, she didn't dare to speak.

The yellow street lamp came in from the window, and the light and shadow passed on his face, adding a bit of confusion for no reason.

Mo Qingge didn't speak, and Luo Anning didn't know how to speak. He was so silent for a time.

The car drove to the gate of the mansion and stopped smoothly.

Mo qiange's lips were still tightly pursed. Luo Anning looked at him uneasily. After hesitating, he reached out and pushed him: "qiange, what's the matter with you?"

"I'm angry!" He clapped her hand open and answered in a hurry.

Like an awkward child, he is deeply afraid that others will not know that he is angry.

Luo Anning chuckled, "I know you're angry, but what's your anger? Can you tell me? Maybe I can solve problems for you."

"Who am I angry for? You heartless." Mo Qian put his finger on her forehead.

Luo Anning exaggerated covered her forehead and shouted pain. Mo Qingge leaned back on the chair and exposed her little trick: "don't pretend, I still have a sense of propriety."

After a few words, Luo Anning untied his seat belt and got off. Mo qiange also got off. They stood in front of the car.

Luo Anning looked at him and said, "it's getting late. Go back and drive carefully."

Mo qiange nodded, suddenly came forward and hugged her. Luo Anning was stunned. After hesitating for a long time, he raised his hand and patted him on the back: "qiange, what's the matter with you?"

"Peace, don't let yourself be wronged at any time, you know?" His voice had the dullness of anger.

I have some hair falling Leng, then nodded. Mo Qingge held her for a while before loosening.

"Go back, I'll go." He turned handsome and got on the bus.

Luo Anning waved: "drive carefully, bye."

She has been watching Mo qiange's step BA He, until the car disappeared from sight, he couldn't return to God for a long time.

He's really strange tonight. I've known him for so many years, and he's angry big and small.

But tonight gave her a very different feeling.

But what's the difference? I can't think of it

"People have gone far away, still see? So reluctant, just go after him." A deep male voice pulled her back.

Rongyan stood in front of her, his head slightly lowered, a slightly long bangs covered the Ying Ting's eyebrows, and there was no light in the long and narrow Feng's eyes.

She could see that it was ridicule.

Ignoring his words, Luo Anning asked casually, "are you finished talking? Some are beyond my expectation. I thought I would talk by candle at night."

Rongyan looked at her and Feng's eyes narrowed slightly: "Xiyan needs to rest. You shouldn't let so many people make noise in the ward."

"So?" Luo Anning asked expressionless, "are you blaming me for my poor care, which affected her rest?"

Rongyan took out a cigarette. The lighter sounded. The flame jumped and went out. It didn't burn for several times.

He threw the lighter far away impatiently, making a Ding Dong sound.

Xu Zhiyuan came forward and took out his lighter to light his cigarette for him.

As soon as the smoke was lit, Rongyan took a deep breath, and the long white fog vomited out of the coral red thin lips.