But if it's something he takes seriously, even if it's something he doesn't like, he will accept it with joy.

Just because this woman is Luo Anning, this annoying little woman, his Rong Yan's wife.

Just because this is the person who lives at the top of his heart.

Luo Anning moved quickly and gave him an egg yolk in a few seconds. Young Master Rong raised his finger and tapped on the table: "Wife, feed me."

Luo Anning rolled her eyes at him: "Don't you have any skills?"

"It felt different."

"Why is it different?"

Rongrong said: "Can the feeling of making love with my wife be the same as the feeling of silver in my hand?"

"Ah... Rong Yan, shut up!" How shameless is this man?

Luo Anning kept throwing herself at him, covering his mouth with her hand, and looked around. Fortunately, there was no servant, otherwise she wouldn't be embarrassed and embarrassed?

This man dares to say such things no matter what the occasion!

Her soft little hands covered her mouth. Nephrite Wenxiang took the initiative to embrace her. Young Master Rong hugged her wickedly and pecked her tender palm: "It's so soft."

"Rong Yan, you Q beast!" Luo Anning's face turned red, and she flashed back to her position.

"Thank you for the compliment." Mr. Rong, being thick-skinned is no longer a matter of a day or two, okay?

Luo Anning glared at him angrily. The latter smiled enchantingly, and his provocative eyes clearly said: If you don't want to feed him, it doesn't matter. It really doesn't matter. I'll just do something you didn't expect. Just come.

Finally, she reluctantly picked up the egg yolk from his bowl and stuffed it into his mouth roughly: "Eat it, eat it, it's best not to choke."

"My wife cares about me so much, I can't really choke no matter what."

Luo Anning: "..."

Mr. Rong, don't challenge my lower limit for your shamelessness, okay? ? ?

Luo Anning didn't want to say anything Z-rated from his mouth later, so she changed the subject: "By the way, have you ever cooked for those people?"

As soon as he finished asking, the movements in Luo An Ning's hands froze, and his body became slightly stiff.

Why is she so stupid?

Knowing that only Mo Xiyan had eaten the food he cooked, why did he still ask such a self-defeating question?

A hint of sadness flashed across his eyes, Luo Anning sniffed and pretended as if nothing happened, "I haven't seen Xiaoshuai for two days. I wonder if he drinks milk and sleeps well... Why don't we go back tomorrow? .”

Rong Yan put down his chopsticks, picked up the napkin slowly, wiped the corners of his lips, and looked at her deeply: "Why don't you continue asking? An Ning, you have the right to ask, I give you this right."

"I asked casually, are you really interested?" Luo Anning chuckled: "Farewell, I'm not interested in those things about you."

Is he really not interested, or is he afraid that what he says will embarrass her?

After having been with her for so long, he was still able to figure out her tough-tongued and stubborn temperament.

"Don't you want to know? Let me tell you..."

"That's enough! I said I'm not interested, so stop saying that!" Luo Anning put down his chopsticks with a bang, feeling a little excited.

Everyone has a past, and now she doesn't want her emotions to be affected by what happened between him and Mo Xiyan.

"I guessed it, so you got angry because of shame?" Rong Yan refused to let her go and pressed on her step by step.

"I don't know what you're talking about! I'm full, please take it easy." After saying that, Luo Anning turned around and ran up the stairs.

His body was suddenly grabbed, and he was pulled over by a strong force. Rong Yan's handsome face showed a rare seriousness: "An Ning, it took a lot of effort for us to get to where we are today. What else can you escape from? Since you want to You know, why do you have to force yourself and force yourself to say you're not interested? You know, as long as you ask, I will tell you!"

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