High-priced new wife: mistakenly committed dangerous love madness

Well, if you don't let me explain it, you won't understand it.

Luo Anning lay down beside him, her head resting on his strong chest, Rong Yan didn't push her away, but she didn't take the initiative to hug her like before.

Luo Anning couldn't help feeling a little disappointed by this knowledge.

"Rong Yan, are you still angry with me?" The soft and pale index finger drew circles on his bare chest.

Letting go of her wrist, Rong Yan turned over, untied the bath towel, fastened the belt of the nightgown, and started to walk outside.

During the whole process, he was like a cold block of ice, without saying a word, exuding the aura that strangers should not enter.

"You are not allowed to go!" After a low shout, Luo Anning rushed up and hugged him tightly from behind.

Because she was rushing too hard, she habitually hugged him and staggered a few steps forward. Rong Yan caught him off guard, and staggered a few steps before finally stabilizing her figure.

Looking down at the two lotus arms on her waist, she was annoyed, what the hell is going on with this woman?

She was the one who slammed the door and left, but in the end she didn't know, so she was the one who came back. What exactly does she want?

"Let go." Finally, two words were whispered from the crimson thin lips.

"Don't let it go. If you let it go, you will disappear." Luo Anning fought him, as if afraid that he would run away, and tightened his arms a little bit, as if he was protecting his beloved toy. Like a child who was snatched away by others, so stubborn.

What do you mean if you let him go, he will disappear?

Rong Yan was angry and funny, he raised his hand and tried to break her arms apart, and the woman behind him said aggrievedly: "Rong Yan, try to break her arms if you dare, push me away and try." Try. I know you are angry, well, if I were you, I would be angry too. But anger is anger, we can’t act on our emotions, we still need to be rational. Some things are really out of control, besides, Xiaoshuai will be taken care of by you, grandpa and mother. I am really relieved, so I dare to go to Canada. If you think this means that I don’t care about you and Xiaoshuai, then you are very wrong! Because I owe you Qiange and Momo are too many, and I have also accepted the good things they have given me. At this time, I need to use my actions to repay them and make up for them. But you are different from Xiaoshuai. You are all mine My family, I owe you all now, and I still have a lifetime to make up for it, and Qian Ge and Momo can't wait!"

The man Xin Chang's body didn't move at all, he seemed to hear it, but he didn't seem to hear it.

Dead silence.

Luo Anning became impatient, let go of him slightly and turned to him, raised his head and looked at him nervously: "Rong Yan, say something. Don't keep silent, I don't know what to do."

Rong Yan looked down at her nervous little face, and those crystal-clear and unusually bright eyes were flickering anxiously at the moment, his eyes darkened, and his crimson thin lips slightly lifted: "I want to see Xiaoshuai, why not?"

"Ah...?" He didn't expect him to say that suddenly, and Luo Anning was too stunned to react.

"Heh..." A chuckle escaped from her crimson thin lips, Rong Yan staggered away from her and walked outside.

When the bedroom door opened and his figure disappeared from sight, Luo Anning thought of chasing him.

In the nursery, I really saw a man in a nightgown squatting next to the shaker. The little guy in the shaker was already asleep, and even if he was asleep, he still sucked his little finger.