Deeply closed his eyes, Rong Shao wiped his battered face, took over a newspaper and read it.

Christine smiled heartlessly when she saw that he was so angry that he could only bear it.

Rong Shao stared at him with sharp eyes, and his smile became more and more publicized. "Anning almost fainted when she saw these reports. Now you know how serious the consequences are? I see how you end."

"Don't gloat there. Others don't know. Don't you know?" Rongyan glared at him fiercely.

He knows best whether he went out last night or not!

"What do I know?" Christine smiled innocently and put on a show of foolishness: "I don't know anything."

Rongshao's face is gloomy and handsome. His eyes are as black as obsidian. At the moment, he swishes a cold knife. If his eyes can kill people, Christine would have become a pool of meat mud.

Or the most delicate one.

"Pa -" an apple flew in the face.

Rong Shao dodged and Kaman escaped the attack.

Jiang Peihua's hands were on his hips, and he was very angry. His face began to turn red: "stare at who? Stare at who?! he has a strange face when he has done something wrong. You're looking for a beat, aren't you? I tell you, if Anning girl makes any mistake, you won't want to recognize me as a mother in your life! Now don't get up and apologize to Anning and ask her for forgiveness!"

Christine's lips rose, moved quietly behind Jiang Peihua, poked out a publicity head and echoed, "that's right, don't roll up and ask for peace and forgiveness!"

Seeing someone standing on his side, Jiang Peihua was very pleased. He turned back and patted Christine on the shoulder. He said lovingly, "Rongyu, don't be afraid. I'm here. The smelly boy doesn't dare to take you. If he really dares to move you, tell me, I'll beat him for you!"

Christine gave Shaorong a provocative look and nodded in response to Jiang Peihua: "well, I will."

"Mom...!" Seeing his mother standing on Christine's side, rongshao was unhappy and could do nothing but gnash his teeth and cry.

In response to him, it was an apple that hit him quickly.

Once again, Rong Shao dodged the apple that hit the door directly, and strode upstairs with a cold hum.

In the bedroom, Luo Anning put his hands gently on his side, and his body lay very straight. His body was trapped in the big bed, becoming more and more thin.

She didn't seem to have a good rest. There was a faint indigo under her eyelids and her face was too pale.

Take off the suit coat, pull off the tie, loosen a few shirt buttons, Rong Shao sits down by his lips, raises one hand, gently touches her icy and greasy little face with his fingertips, and depicts her outline in detail.

"What should I do with you? Tell me."

"How can you say what I want to prove? Don't you know that men can't be excited? If I really prove to you that there is no cleanliness addiction, how can you deal with yourself? If I prove, is that the result you want?"

"Look at you. It's you who let me prove it. It's you who are angry and sad to see the report..."

It seems to see her quiet sleeping face. As he said, Rongyan also felt sleepy. He got up and went to the wardrobe to take a bathrobe and take a bath in the bathroom.

After taking a bath, she gently lay down on her side, put one hand under her neck, let her pillow herself and hold her with one hand, just as she had been married for many nights.