Chapter 578

"Peace, we have come to this stage with great difficulty. What else can you escape? Since you want to know, why force yourself to say you are not interested? You know, as long as you ask, I will tell you!"

"I don't want to know. I'm not very interested in your old broken sesame and rotten millet."

Rong Yan's face was deeply frozen, and Feng's eyes narrowed slightly: "if you're not interested, will you be so sensitive about this matter? I haven't said anything. You're like a time bomb that will explode at any time? Falling peace, it's not like you!"

Luo Anning looked up funny, "OK, then you say, how can you be like me?"

She didn't know when he knew her so well. What a surprise!

"... in my heart, Luo Anning is not a woman willing to wrong herself." Rongyan's eyes are deep.

"Really?" Luo Anning smiled, "you know me."

The words, like irony and ridicule, came out of her mouth. After saying that, she lowered her body, passed under his arm and went straight upstairs.

Back in the bedroom, he was calm and unstable. He went to the French window, Shua opened all the curtains, put his hands around his chest, and looked at the stars in the night through the French window.

She didn't know why she would suddenly mention this topic. What a beautiful name Mo Xiyan was, but what remained in her impression was so ugly!

It's not just about Mo Xiyan, even if it's just Mo Xiyan's three words, it's enough to affect her mood.

She does not deny that she is an emotional person. When she is in a bad mood, it is difficult to get better.

There was a regular and steady footsteps behind her. She knew that Rongyan came in.

But what about coming in?

It's right that she picked it out first, but now she doesn't want to hear anything, okay?

Looking at her standing in front of the French window of Nuo Da, she was still thin. Even if she was plump when she was in confinement, she lost weight again in a few days.

What a woman that people love and hate!

There's nothing I can do with her!

She is the one who wants to know. Now she is full of people who are not interested and the one who doesn't want to hear.

It was so hypocritical that he wanted to tear off her mask and see through the most real her.

The most unprepared, the most gentle and pure little woman.

Afraid of injury, she always put up a thorn to protect herself, and refused to let people take a step closer, otherwise she would end up stabbed all over her body.

Hugging her from behind, regardless of her struggle, he hugged her and clasped her in his arms. Rong Yan sighed and rubbed his chin against the top of her hair: "peace, I've only cooked for three women in my life."

Three? Who else but Mo Xiyan?

Thinking of this, Luo Anning struggled more violently. His hands covered his hands and broke them apart.

"Stop it!" The man's voice was low.

Luo Anning said coldly, "let go. I'm tired and want to rest."

Looking at her small touch of fried hair, Rong Yan pursed his lips and said, "one is really Mo Xiyan, yes, one is my mother, and the last one..."

"Rongyan!" The sound of gnashing teeth.

Seeing her angry little touch on the glass, Rong Yan smiled: "the last one is a heartless little woman named Luojing."