Chapter 281: Mo Xiyan【2】

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Back at the Haoting Mansion, seeing Luo Anning wearing a sick suit, he immediately greeted anxiously and helped her: "Young grandma, are you okay? Why is his face so pale?"
Luo Anning patted Lisao's hand and whispered, "Lisao, I'm fine, I don't need to help me anymore, I will go to rest first."
Lisao withdrew her hand stunnedly, and added another sentence: "Grandma, I will ask the maid to cook some soup. Your face is not very good. By the way, did you eat dinner?"
"No more work, I have no appetite, I don't want to eat anything." After she finished, she went upstairs back to the bedroom.
Lisao also wanted to say something. When she saw her back in a lenient medical suit, she couldn't say anything at all until she reached the tip of her tongue.
"Rong Shao, what do you think can be done? Young grandma is sick, what can you do if you don't eat..." After all, Lisao didn't feel at ease and quickly turned to look at Rong Shao, who said nothing, and asked for help.
Rong Yan's deep eyes followed Luan Ning until her figure disappeared around the corner of the staircase, before she looked over. She looked at Lisao, only frowned: "Boil some soup and white porridge, and make some light side dishes. Call me when you're done."
Lisao laughed quickly, and turned to go to the kitchen to greet busy.
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Back in the bedroom, Luo Anning threw himself into the bed. He grabbed a pillow and buried his face deeply in the pillow.
There was a sound of the door lock turning at the door, followed by the steady and regular footsteps. She could hear who was the owner of the footsteps.
Without looking up, she growled: "Go out!"
Her shoulders were pulled up, and the pillow under her face was taken away the next second. Rong Yan lifted her face and saw her eyebrows slightly after seeing the smooth and water-free stains on it.
Sitting by the bed, holding her shoulders with both hands, his voice revealed a little cautiously: "An Ning, I let Lisao boil some soup and porridge, eat and then sleep, eh?"
"I said I had no appetite and didn't want to eat!" Pushing him away, Luo Anning grabbed the pillow and lay on the bed. He buried his face in the soft pillow again.
Rong Yan did not force her, watching her lying on her stomach, and had to sit by the bed, gently stroking her spine with one hand, softly, once, with a soothing meaning.
After just a few minutes, An Anmeng sat halfway up, patted his hand, and stared at him in disgust: "Can you not touch me!"
Rong Yan gritted her teeth, squeezed her jaw and kissed it, Luo Anning stubbornly opened her face, and was pulled back by him in a second.
Coral red's thin lips were getting closer and closer to her, and she slammed her palms with anxiety.
"Snapped--"
Time is still, even the air is silent.
The suffocating silence exploded in the air, and Luo Anning stared at his face with red marks on his five fingers, biting his lower lip, not looking away from him.
Rong Yanfeng's eyes narrowed, his thin lips pursed and pursed, and Junmei's face didn't have much expression, but his fist punches revealed his anger.
"The explanation is really so important? Everyone has a past. Didn't you and Du Xiaoran also have a paragraph? Did I ask you anything?"
Luo Anning looked at him like a stranger, "That's because you can easily investigate everything about me, but I can't. This is not two fair levels, why should they be confused?"
Rong Yan twitched his lips, "You can also investigate, I won't stop you."