"An Ning, we have come to this point with great difficulty. What else do you have to escape? Since you want to know, why do you force yourself to say that you are not interested? You know, as long as you ask, I will tell you! "

"I don't want to know, I'm not very interested in your past rotten things."

Rong Yan's face was deep, and her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly: "If you are not interested, you will be so sensitive about this matter? I haven't said anything yet, you are like a time bomb that is about to explode at any time? Luo Anning , this is not like you!"

Luo Anning raised her head funny, "Okay, then tell me, how can you be like me?"

She didn't even know when he knew her so well, what a surprise!

"...In my heart, Luo Anning is not a woman who is willing to wrong herself." Rong Yan's eyes darkened.

"Really?" Luo Anning chuckled, "You do understand me."

Sarcasm and mocking words came out of her mouth, and after she finished speaking, she lowered her body and passed under his arms, and went straight upstairs.

Back in the bedroom, Luo Anning's mood was unstable, and she walked to the French windows, opened the curtains with a swish, folded her arms around her chest, and looked at the stars in the night through the French windows.

She didn't know why she brought up this topic suddenly, what a beautiful name Mo Xiyan was, but what remained in her memory was so ugly!

Not just about Mo Xiyan, even just the word Mo Xiyan is enough to affect her mood.

She does not deny that she is an emotional person, and when she is in a bad mood, it is difficult to get better.

There was a sound of regular and steady footsteps behind her, and she knew that Rong Yan had come in.

But what about coming in?

It's true that she picked up the topic first, but now she doesn't want to hear anything, okay?

Looking at her standing in front of Nuo Da's floor-to-ceiling windows, her figure was still thin, even though she was a little plump during confinement, she lost weight again within a few days.

What a woman to love and hate!

There is nothing to do with her!

She is the one who wants to know, and she is the one who doesn't want to listen to people who are full of disinterest.

She was so curious, but she pretended not to care. It was so hypocritical that he wanted to tear off her mask and see through the real her.

The most defenseless, gentle and innocent little girl.

Afraid of getting hurt, she always erected a thorn all over her body to protect herself tightly, and refused to let anyone get close, otherwise she would end up being stabbed by her thorns all over her body.

Hugging her from behind, ignoring her struggles, he hugged her tightly and held her in his arms. Rong Yan sighed, rubbing his chin on the top of her hair: "An Ning, I only cook for three in my life." Women have eaten."

three?Who else besides Mo Xiyan?

Thinking of this, Luo Anning struggled more violently, covered his hands with both hands, and pulled them apart.

"Don't make trouble!" The man's voice was low.

Luo Anning said coldly: "Let go, I'm tired and need to rest."

Seeing how she was blowing hair, Rong Yan pursed his lips, and said to himself: "One is indeed Mo Xiyan, one is my mother, and the last one..."

"Rong Yan!" There was a voice of gnashing teeth.

Seeing her angry face on the glass, Rong Yan chuckled: "The last one is a heartless little woman named Luo Anning."

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