"If I don't love you, then any woman can go. It's not AI, but to vent my ancient debt. I just want to do it with you, and I can only accept it. It's not cleanliness, but psychological effect. Because of love, I want to be one with you. Can I be clear?"

Luo Anning, embarrassed and shy, buried his head in his arms, nodded, said so frankly, it's really stupid not to understand again.

But when did he say these sweet words?

Although it seems to be explaining, isn't that a hint of confession?

"Who taught you these words?" His forefinger poked him in the chest, and his voice was stuffy from his arms.

Rong Shaoqing coughed and hugged her. His ears were slightly red: "who taught me? I'll tell you when I think of it. Lest you think about it again."

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In the ninth month of Luo Anning's pregnancy, the Tang Dynasty was engaged to Lanna.

The engagement ceremony was held at the Grand Hyatt Hotel. Businessmen, nobles, politicians and celebrities in s city were present to congratulate the ceremony.

Paparazzi and the media blocked the gate of the hotel, and the Tang clan's horses were used to maintain order at the scene.

Lanna, a popular model, was born in a rich family and had no strong background. However, she was chosen by Tang Shaoxiang as her wife. She envied thousands of women for a time.

Luo Anning, holding rongshao, appeared in the banquet hall and attracted the attention of the whole audience. Guests from both business and political circles wanted to come forward and talk about relations.

But they were all stopped by Xu Zhiyuan and the bodyguards. It's just different from the past. If rongshao was in a good mood when her young grandmother was not pregnant, she might cope with it. Now, her young grandmother attended the engagement banquet with a big belly. How can those people get close?

If something goes wrong, who can bear the responsibility?

Feng churui and Wu Xuewei also came. Seeing them, they came forward, "Yan, it's very early."

Wu Xuewei looked at Luo Anning's big belly curiously like a baby, and then said hello with a sweet smile: "Hello, uncle Rong and sister Anning ~"

Rong Shao frowned: "why am I an uncle, but Anning is my sister?"

Feng churui also added with a smile: "Xuewei, the generation is wrong."

Wu Xuewei scratched her head in distress, "but sister Anning looks like a sister. If you call her aunt, you'll be old."

Feng churui couldn't laugh or cry. What strange theories are these: "Anning is your uncle Rong's wife. You should call her aunt. The generation can't be disordered."

Pouted, Wu Xuewei said stiffly, "I know it's my aunt, but..."

But, but there is no but.

Wu Xuewei said. Finally, she was silent.

Wu Xuewei, an 18-year-old Wu Xuewei, lost her peace and lost her smile. What she thought in her heart was written on her face.

Seeing that she had no malice, she simply wanted to call her sister. Luo Anning raised her hand and patted Rongyan. "Xuewei can call her as she wants. It's just a title. Besides, I don't want to be called old."

Rong shaomo was still upset. Wu Xuewei was excited. She held Luo Anning's hand and wanted to shake it and worried about hurting the baby. She said nervously and carefully: "sister Anning, heroes think alike!"

"Ah Rui, Yan, you're all here." At this time, the Tang Dynasty, dressed in a black handmade suit, came over with Lanna in a white wedding dress.

Lana, it's true that she was born as a model, tall and symmetrical, especially that The chest and neck of fire are full of blood Pulse Spray Zhang.