With a 'bang', the bedroom door was thrown up.

Rong Yan kept his original posture unchanged, and his eyes looked at the tightly closed door with deep eyes. His thin red lips were pursed into a line, and his hands hanging on his knees were clenched secretly.

After leaving the bedroom, Luo Anning regretted it almost immediately.

What exactly is she doing?

Ming Ming wanted to try to convince him and make him agree, but why did he look like this now?

He raked his hair in annoyance, leaned against the wall, and his toes stood on the ground unconsciously drawing circles.

How can he agree?

She was reluctant to let go of the hungry little handsome in her heart, but for her Mo Qiange and Lu Momo, they were the only source of light in those dark and dull life.

One of them fell asleep and the other fell ill without any burden. She had no reason or excuse to stay out of the matter again.

As soon as Jiang Peihua finished seeing Xiaoshuai from the nursery room, she saw Luo Anning, who was leaning against the wall. She walked in. Seeing the distressed expression on her face, she asked in a low voice: "Girl Anning, why don't you go in?"

As he said that, he looked at the bedroom next to him, and was asking her why she was standing at the door and not going in.

Luo Anning stood up and looked at Jiang Peihua who wanted to speak but stopped. Finally, Jiang Peihua looked at the bedroom with clarity and said to her go to the study.

When he arrived at the study, Jiang Peihua sat down on the sofa, Luo Anning sat down opposite her. Jiang Peihua poured a cup of tea himself and pushed it in front of her, "If you have anything to say to your mother, tell me."

Luo Anning picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said with a disgust: "Mom, I..."

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After coming out of the study, Luo Anning breathed a sigh of relief.

With Jiang Peihua's support, to be honest, she seemed to have taken a reassurance.

I quietly opened the bedroom door and looked inward through the crack of the door. I realized that the room was pitch black and even a dizzy wall light was not on.

Rong Yan is asleep? Or is he still angry?

Thinking of this in her heart, she pushed open the door and walked in, closing the door with her backhand.

With a "bang", the light suddenly lit up, illuminating the room and allowing her to see everything clearly.

On the bed, Rong Yan's nightgown didn't change, and he just lay down like that, with one arm above his eyes, and couldn't tell whether he had slept or not.

Looking at Rong Yan like this, Luo Anning felt a little uncomfortable. He walked to him and sat down slowly, taking down his arms that covered his eyes.

Looking at his closed eyes, Luo Anning raised his hand and stroked his handsome outline gently, and murmured: "Rong Yan, I know you are not asleep. Can you talk to me?"

The man did not move at all, breathing evenly and calmly.

Luo Anning flattened her mouth, got up and went back to the bedroom door, locked it, and turned around and came back.

He picked up the silver silk nightgown at the end of the bed and returned to him. At this time, Luo Anning half-kneeled on the bed, holding the nightgown in both hands, looking at him with condescending attention: "How can I sleep with a bath towel? I'll change your nightgown."

Seeing that the man had no reaction, Luo Anning curled his lips, moved behind him and helped him up, let him lean in his arms, shook his nightgown, pulled his arm up and started to slowly wear it.

After putting on both arms, she moved down and started to untie the bath towel around her waist.

As soon as my fingertips pulled open the bath towel, my wrist was suddenly grabbed. The next second, my sharp phoenix eyes looked straight at her.

"I know you're not asleep." Luo Anning smiled slightly.
Chapter completed!