"Does it taste good?" Young Master Rong asked with a knowing look in his eyes and a hoarse voice.

Nodding, his voice was filled with joy and unconcealable excitement: "It tastes good!"

When have you ever seen a tipsy Luo An Ning?

Moreover, she is not drunk and does not act drunkenly, and she is so quiet and cute, so heart-warming. itch. Disaster. Damn it, Young Master Rong could not wait to carry her back to the villa immediately and do all those lusty things!

"Would you like some more?"

"I want it, I want it!"

"The scream is nice." Young Master Rong's thin lips curved in an evil way, trying to satisfy his little longevity.

Luo Anning scratched his head in distress, tilted his head slightly, looked at the man's handsome face, thought for a long time, and tentatively asked: "Rong Yan?"

"wrong."

Luo Anning bit her lip: "Young Master Rong?"

"Wrong!" The man's face turned dark.

Not right?

Luo Anning flat-mouthed: "...Yan?"

The man finally showed a satisfied smile, but it was not the most satisfactory one.

Luo Anning's little hands slowly climbed up his chest and grabbed the woolen sweater: "Husband...?"

An index finger was waved in front of her, and Young Master Rong coaxed softly: "Add a word."

Add a word? What other words can be added before husband?

Fortunately, Luo Anning was not completely drunk, and her mind was still spinning quickly. After thinking for a few seconds, she suddenly raised her head and stared at Young Master Rong with bright eyes: "Dear, husband!"

This call of "honey" was sweet to Young Master Rong's heart, and this call of "confident husband" was sweet to Young Master Rong's bones!

"So good!" He bowed his head and placed a kiss on the little woman's smooth forehead with surging heart. Love. Extremely pitiful.

He took another sip of beer, held it in his mouth, and kissed her.

harmonious:……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… ……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… ……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… ………………………………………………………………

"Oh, dear friends! I think the winner of our game tonight has come out! Come on, come on, follow me and turn your eyes here. Do you see? What a perfect match this pair of golden boys and girls are. They are a couple of gods and goddesses, but the focus is not on their stunning looks, but on how they express the purpose of this competition - feelings!" At this time, the host's voice was so excited that it was uncontrollable in the ears of the two. Explode!

Luo Anning frowned, and after swallowing the last sip of wine, Rong Shao let her go and looked at the host across the table with sharp eyes. The murderous look in his eyes made the host tremble.

It's strange, the atmosphere is so warm, why does he feel cold?

The host didn't dare to look at Young Master Rong again, and quickly looked away, wailing in his heart: Damn you, what evil has happened to me, those little eyes are really heart-pounding!

The organizer had already walked down with the pair of championship rings and the lottery ticket for the 14-day luxurious Maldives two-person game. When he saw Qingrong, he froze and was so frightened that he threw away the ring!

City C is a tourist city after all, and the organizer of this beer competition happens to have a company in City S. I was lucky enough to meet Mr. Rong at the banquet, but I didn't notice it on the stage just now.

Now take a closer look, who is this if not Young Master Rong?

The organizer was about to bend over to say hello, but was stopped by Master Rong's sharp look.

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