"Bang--!" The compartment door was thrown up by Dali.

Luo Anning put his back on the back of the door, supported his hands on his chest, and watched the man's eyes gradually appearing, and swallowed with difficulty: "Rong Yan, don't be impulsive, this is a public place, we must pay attention to our image...ah..."

The man suddenly lowered his head and bit her lips. Luo Anning felt pain and subconsciously exclaimed.

"Damn you, you finally want to come back, huh?" As if venting all kinds of dissatisfactions over the past month, Rong Yan bit her lower lip and asked viciously.

Luo Anning swung his pink fist and smashed it randomly on his chest, saying unwillingly: "Isn't it just right for you to come back and I will create favorable conditions for you to date a beautiful woman?"

Feng's eyes narrowed dangerously: "You are really my good wife!"

Luo Anning is not willing to be outdone: "Aren't you my good husband too?"

The man seemed unwilling to talk more nonsense, pressed her shoulder with one hand and held the back of his head with the other, and kissed her soft lips wildly deep.

The unpredictable deep kiss made Luo Anning unable to react. When she thought that this was the bathroom and there were so many guests at the banquet outside, she began to push: "Um... Rong Yan... Uh... You... Don't do this..."

"Where do you do?" The man's magnetic hoarse voice had already been stained with a strong grimace, and his breath gradually became thicker.

The scorching breath blew on her delicate skin every time, causing her to tremble.

"You... asked knowingly."

Young Master Rong smiled softly, and his fingertips raised the hair on her cheek and then pulled it back. Looking at her eyes that were extremely bright due to anger, her thoughts moved and her lower abdomen became even more swollen and painful.

God knows how he came through this month!

"Luo Anning, if you don't do this, I will burst into blood vessels!" He gasped unbearably, and somewhere that had already supported the tent was rubbing against her flat belly.

Luo Anning flattened his mouth, raised his hand and stroked his handsome cheek, and discussed softly: "Have you bear it, huh?"

"I can't bear it anymore!"

Luo Anning was flattered and felt wronged.

Rong Yan is getting angry, but she is still wronged, right?

I feel wronged before this is too much. So what will happen later? Don’t you cry to show him?

"Luo Anning, you have no conscience. Do you know how I got through this month?" Mr. Rong gritted his teeth and roared, staring at her with his phoenix eyes.

Luo Anning frowned, and Young Master Rong growled: "I am lonely, I can't sleep without you! Every day there are piles of documents waiting for me to process. That little bastard is very irritating and will make trouble for me! Luo Anning, is there anyone like you who are like a wife? Leave your husband and hungry son to take care of your friends. Okay, I'll endure it, but what do you mean when you go there for a month? Ah?"

He supported his hands on both sides of her head, his phoenix eyes locked her tightly like an eagle, and his angry face was filled with the ruthlessness of removing her into his stomach.

Luo Anning held his neck hard: "Then you are a lover and change women every day, what does it mean?"

Young Master Rong grabbed her jaw, "So, it's all my fault?"

Luo Anning thought about it and felt that she was in the wrong, so she was helpless when she left her husband's child.

From Jiang Peihua, he was really exhausted this month, and, in addition, she suddenly remembered that this man had a habit—

That is to sleep with her in my arms!
Chapter completed!