High-priced new wife: mistakenly committed dangerous love madness

However, Luo Anning, who was immersed in the excitement of scoring, did not notice the gunpowder between the two men, so that she suffered a lot at night. This is a later story.

With Rong Shao, Mo Qiange's motivation seemed to be aroused, he was no longer willing to defend, after all, he and Luo Anning had been friends for many years, and a tacit understanding had been formed imperceptibly.

The two barely communicate with each other, and they can know what the other party wants to do with just one look, and cooperate quickly.

Except for the beginning, Rong Shao always felt like an outsider throughout the whole game.

Especially the high degree of tacit cooperation between Mo Qiange and Luo Anning made him feel even more upset.

"Stop playing!"

The points have been recovered, and there is no suspense about the outcome. Rong Shao waved his hand and turned to leave the field arrogantly.

Luo Anning stood there in bewilderment, not knowing why his young master lost his temper, isn't this a good game?

He was the one who took the initiative to join in, and he was the one who said in the end that he wouldn't play if he didn't play, all of which are virtues he's used to!

Mo Qiange brought a dry towel, threw it on her head, and wiped her sweat indiscriminately, "An Ning, are you still playing?"

"Play, of course we have to play, find a few more people, let's continue."

Mo Qiange had exactly this intention, and when Young Master Rong left, it just gave him a great opportunity, how could he waste it?

No one cared about Rong Shao, Luo Anning and Mo Qiange greeted a few beauties, and then continued to play.

Returning to the reclining chair, Rong Shao looked at Luo Anning, who was having more fun without him, and pinched the sunglasses in his hand out of shape, Luo Anning, you are so good!

How dare you hook me up with a wild man in front of your man!

"Young Master Rong, here comes the iced lemon juice you wanted." Xu Zhiyuan walked over with a tray.

"Don't drink, take it away!"

Young Master Rong threw the sunglasses out angrily, and his phoenix eyes looked angrily at Luo An Ning, who was smiling brightly under the sun.

Xu Zhiyuan became cannon fodder, so he touched the tip of his nose unluckily, walked aside, picked up lemon juice and drank it himself.

He glanced at Luo Anning again, and found that she wasn't paying attention to him at all, Rong Shao was even angrier and got up and left directly, seeing nothing for nothing!

Luo Anning, you dead woman, you have such a good time with wild men without your husband!

You are dead!

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Lu Momo left for a long time before returning, and joined the battle with great interest. The three best friends formed a team, and the battle situation can be described as disdainful!

At the end of the game, the opponent stopped playing, was bored, and always lost.

So Luo Anning, Lu Momomo, Mo Qiange and the three returned to the hotel after having lunch, and then started surfing again.

After playing all day, he returned to the hotel's presidential suite in the evening, and found Young Master Rong reading documents at his desk. Luo Anning leaned over curiously: "You didn't play below, why did you come up here?"

"Go away!" Rong Yan said in a cold voice, pushing her head away a little with one hand.

What's wrong with him?

Eat dynamite, vent your anger on her?

Luo Anning was pushed inexplicably, and leaned forward again unwillingly, "Who made our young master Rong angry?"

Young Master Rong glared at her, his narrow and provocative phoenix eyes were full of danger and coldness, Luo Anning quickly stepped back a few steps, curled his lips: "If you don't say it, you don't say it."

It didn't affect her good mood because of Young Master Rong. She hummed softly, took out a change of clothes from the closet, went into the bathroom to take a shower, and just as she was about to close the door, an arm stretched in from the outside.