"Don't think I don't know what you are thinking. If I don't say it, it doesn't mean I'm stupid. I just don't have the mood to make trouble with you. Don't treat my tolerance as your unlimited capital."

Rong Yan narrowed his eyes dangerously, reached out and pushed her to the wall, supported her hands on both sides of her head, and pressed her against the pressure: "What am I thinking, you said."

"Get out!" Luo Anning turned his face away and was impatient: "You know it yourself, why bother to let me say it out loud and embarrass everyone."

Since I have not yet fallen in love with my ex-girlfriend, why bother provoking her to say that she likes her several times, making her misunderstand and making her fall into it.

This liar said he liked her and said no one loved her and he would hurt her!

Scammers and liars! Big liars!

Grabbing her jaw and turning her face to face herself, Rong Yan's tone was low: "Is it embarrassing? Very good, then tell me, what's going on with your old lover? Are you provoking? Or are you already preparing to divorce me and then elope with your old lover, huh?"

Luo Anning widened her eyes and looked at him angrily: "Rong Yan, are you enough? An old lover is a joke. Please slander me, should I take the evidence first? Otherwise, I will disappear from me immediately!"

"Do you want evidence?" Rong Yan smiled, and his low laughter rose in an instant.

Luo Anning suddenly felt that the cold was rising from her feet. Rong Yan didn't give her time to react, so he grabbed her hand and dragged it out.

He took a big and fast step, and he was tall and long. Luo Anning couldn't keep up with him. He almost fell down several times, but he ignored him and was determined to drag her.

Luo Anning bit his lips aggrievedly, and in order not to let himself fall in a mess, he had to trot behind him.

Luo Anning was dragged downstairs by him and threw it away in front of the coffee table. She was so angry that her knee was knocked on the edge of the coffee table that she was so painful that she blew.

The servant and Mrs. Li, who were doing cleaning work, felt aroused when they saw the two of them being arrogant and domineering early in the morning, and the servants spontaneously stopped to stand aside to avoid sweeping to the end of the typhoon.

Seeing that Luo Anning was in great pain, Li tried to walk up and support her: "Grandma, how are you doing? Where are you hurt?"

"Don't help her!" Rong Yan looked at Mrs. Li with cold eyes.

Mrs. Li was so shocked that she was staring at her. Before she could touch Luo Anning's hand, she timidly took it back.

Luo Anning looked up at him, sneered, then turned to Li and the scared servants and said, "You all retreat first, some people go crazy, so that you won't be affected later."

Before the servants could reply, Rong Yan laughed out loud and looked around the audience. The deterrence in his eyes was self-evident. The servants no longer dared to move around, and their steps seemed to have taken root and did not dare to move.

With satisfaction, Rong Yan looked at Luo Anning indifferently, and his anger rose again: "Luo Anning, are you afraid of embarrassment in such a hurry to drive people away? I thought that in order to stay with his old lover, you are not afraid of anything!"

“fuc.k!”

He was repeatedly slandered, no matter how good his cultivation was, he couldn't hold back. Luo Anning got angry: "Rong Yan, you bastard! You'll die--"
Chapter completed!