Chapter 192: Well, scars forget the pain【3】

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Because of the relationship of being hugged, Luo Anning almost lay on him almost seamlessly, and Rong Shao looked like Ren Jun slaughtered, with his hands behind his head, his eyebrows slightly raised: "Come on wife, use your body Kill me without being polite to me."
"roll!"
Kill your sister, who is so stupid to kill with your body!
Rong Shao looked at her exhaled cheek in a good mood, but she couldn't help but stretched her hands and kneaded twice, causing her to stare, and could not help but laugh with a chuckle, "Wife, are you hungry? Have some supper, eh?"
"Not hungry! There is no appetite for you." Luo Anning patted his hand, rolled over and lay aside.
Rong Shao did not know what was the shame, and turned over and pressed on her. Her dark eyes looked at her abnormally: "But I am hungry. You eat with me."
As soon as I got off the plane, I went to catch her. I didn't even have time to eat dinner. I had been angry before, and I didn't feel hungry.
But now that I'm not angry or angry, my hunger becomes stronger and stronger.
"You let me stay with me, who do you think I am?"
Rong Shao thought about it and said, "...of course, his wife."
As soon as he talked about his wife, he got angry and shoved him with his hand and kicked him. "Did you treat your wife like this? Get angry with your wife if you're angry. If you're unhappy, you will get married and brutal!"
"Then you shouldn't talk to other men in front of your husband!"
"Your eyes saw me and Qing Geqingqing me? Don't think of us with your dirty thoughts, OK?"
Without much speculation, Luo Anning really feels tired and tired.
There is no way to communicate with him.
I finally know why the divorce rate in China is so high. The original problem lies in communication.
Rong Shaozi's eyes darkened, his voice faint: "An Ning, even if I know Mo Qingge is your friend, I don't like you being too close to him... at least not closer than me."
This sentence, Rong Shao said that sour.
Luo Anning looked at him with a look of ‘you didn’t take the wrong medicine’. Obviously, he didn’t believe such words came out of his mouth.
Rong Yan got upset and sat down beside the bed, took out a cigarette and lit it, then pulled his tie and threw it to the ground.
Luo Anning pulled up the silk and covered it, and had no time to take care of him. He closed his eyes and went to sleep.
When she was about to fall asleep, the silk was ripped open, and then her tobacco lips covered her burning lips.
She was startled, opened her eyes subconsciously, and met the man's shiny ink pupil unexpectedly.
Rong Yan did not intend to kiss deeply, but plucked a few times, then retreated, Jun Ting's eyebrow gently twisted, "An Ning...I seem to like you..."
Why?
He likes her, does she have auditory hallucinations?
"Forget it, you know you don't believe it...I can't believe it myself." Rong Shao got up and pressed the reception desk service to let people come in for supper.
Then he went to the desk alone and sat down, started to work, and stayed in bed.
Soon, the room attendant pushed the dining car and put the food on the coffee table: "Rong Shao, this is the supper you want."
"Yes, you go out." Waving the waiter lightly, Rong Yan left the desk and walked to the sofa to sit down.
He was eating silently, and his heart was very unpleasant. He glanced at the big bed from time to time, and found that she did not pay attention to herself at all, and she became even more annoyed.