"An Ning, wake up and eat breakfast before going to bed." Rong Yan grabbed her hand in a funny way, put it in his palm and squeezed it gently.

She opened her eyes drowsily and saw that the person coming was him. Luo Anning slowly closed her eyes again and whispered: "Stop making trouble Rong Yan, I'm so tired..."

Ignoring her coquettishness, Rong Yan picked her up from the silk quilt and held her half in his arms. There was nothing under the silk quilt.

"Are you awake now?" He asked in a joking tone, knowingly.

"How can I not wake up after being tortured by such a bastard like you?" Luo Anning rolled her eyes at him angrily, stretched out her hand and randomly pulled the silk quilt to cover herself tightly.[

Rong Yan's eyes were deep, his gaze fixed on her body covered with hickeys, and his sexy throat rolled a few times: "What are you covering up? I haven't seen any part of your body? There are only two of us now, be good and do it

Throw away the quilt."

Speaking of which, Luo Anning's figure is extremely hot. He can hold the plump and round figure with just one hand. His waist is slender and soft, his buttocks are perky and attractive, and those straight and slender legs are particularly exciting!

Young Master Rong was worried about Xiao Jiujiu. He would feed her breakfast and he would eat her. This transaction was not a loss at all.

But she pulled the quilt over her body and couldn't see anything. Not to mention eating, he couldn't even feast his eyes on it.

Luo Anning turned around and punched him in the chest. Rong Shao felt the pain and frowned. She clenched the silk quilt to cover herself, "Rong Yan, can you be more perverted? Who would eat breakfast naked?

, do you think I’m sick?”

"Ahem..." Mr. Rong suddenly choked and coughed.

Seeing her swollen cheeks and wide-open beautiful eyes, Rong Yan stopped teasing her, hugged her in his arms with one hand, and took the hot milk on the bed table with the other and stuffed it into her hands.

"Drink milk first, then porridge."

Luo Anning drank half the glass, shook her head, and stopped drinking. Rong Yan took the milk as a matter of course, and drank it right where she had drunk it.

"This is what I drank..." Luo Anning reminded him.

Rong Yan licked the milk stains from the corners of his lips, "I know, what's the problem?"

There are problems, of course there are problems!

The problem is even bigger!

Doesn't he have mysophobia?

According to common sense, people with mysophobia should never eat other people's leftovers, but he just...

Under his burning gaze, Luo Anning swallowed the words that came to her lips spinelessly, and then said something else: "No problem, of course no problem."

"Since there's no problem, let's have porridge." Rong Yan picked up the minced mushrooms and meat, took a spoonful of it himself, blew it to cool, and brought it to her lips.

Luo Anning was a little flattered and waved her hands repeatedly: "No, no, I can do it myself."

Rong Yan stopped what he was doing, his eyes narrowed dangerously, and his tone revealed a bit of anger: "What did you say, say it again?" [

Luo Anning was terribly sleepy and was forced to eat breakfast by him again. Now she just wanted to finish eating quickly so that her brother could sleep in a daze.

So, the little mouth curled up, blinked innocently, and refused to admit it: "I didn't say anything, did you hear what I said?"

"I didn't say it was best. Be good and drink the porridge and then go to bed, okay?"

"……good."

Finally, Luo Anning leaned on his chest and obediently ate the porridge he fed to her mouth.
Chapter completed!