Xin Chang's long body leaned against the wall, leaned back, and white smoke spurted out from his thin coral red lips, gradually dissipating in the air.

I don’t know how many cigarettes I smoked. How long after, when Mrs. Li came down, he threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and stepped on it with his toes. He looked at Mrs. Li and asked silently.

Mrs. Li held the tray and shook her head at him: "After all, the young lady took a few bites, I'll take away the rest."

Rong Yan nodded and went upstairs dejectedly. Mrs. Li looked at his disappearing back and shook her head helplessly.

One is unhappy in the bedroom, and the other is not necessarily in a good mood downstairs.

Alas, why did these two people make this happen?

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At five o'clock in the morning, Luo Anning was extremely thirsty and left the bedroom with sleepy eyes and wanted to go downstairs to drink water.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw the person standing opposite the corridor, which scared her!

I don’t know how much cigarette he smoked, and the hallway was full of pungent smoke. He leaned against the wall, lowered his head, and a lit cigarette was slid at his fingertips.

At his feet were cigarette butts scattered all over the floor.

Luo Anning frowned slightly. When he heard the sound of the door opening, Rong Yan suddenly raised his head, and the two of them collided in the air.

There was obvious fatigue on his face, and his eyes were full of red blood. When he saw her coming out, Rong Yan immediately threw away the cigarette in his hand and took two steps towards her.

On the way, I seemed to remember something, and I was stiff in place.

Luo Anning didn't know how to describe his current mood. Ming Ming was angry with him, but when he saw him standing in front of the bedroom door for a night, his heart still felt uncontrollably thrusting.

Seeing that she didn't move, Rong Yan didn't dare to approach her easily. He stared at her with a phoenix eyes, "Why are you getting up so early? Where is it uncomfortable?"

The magnetic sound was hoarse because of smoking all night.

Luo Anning glanced at him and went downstairs without saying a word. Rong Yan was stunned and followed her downstairs.

After pouring water in the kitchen, I took a sip and saw Rong Yan leaning against the kitchen door and looking at her.

He met his deep eyes coldly, and Luo Anning choked into his trachea with a mouthful of water, and immediately coughed violently.

Rong Yan strode forward, holding her with one hand and patting her quilt with the other, and said worriedly: "Why can you choke if you drink water so accidentally?"

Luo Anning felt uncomfortable and his face was coughing red. When he felt him approaching, he immediately pushed him away and stared at him.

Rong Yan pursed his lips, reached out and hugged her without saying a word, tightly clamped her waist with one hand, making her unable to move at all, and still patted her back with the other hand.

"An Ning, please stop making trouble? We don't quarrel, can we do it?"

The jaundice water was almost out, and finally coughed out the water in the trachea. Luo Anning supported her hands on the side of the flow control table, gasping for breath.

When she heard him, she didn't have much expression. She spread his hand that was placing horizontally around her waist, walked to the lining table and turned on the faucet to wash her hands.

After closing the water, a white handkerchief was handed to her. Rong Yan looked at her with obsidian-like eyes, with a hint of caution in her eyes.

No need to be used for nothing. Luo Anning took the handkerchief and wiped his hands in anger, threw it back into his hand, turned around and walked out, without saying a word to him throughout the whole process.
Chapter completed!