Well, if you don’t understand it, you won’t understand it.

Luo Anning lay down beside him, her head resting on his strong chest. Rong Yan did not push her away, but he also did not take the initiative to hug her as before.

This realization made Luo Anning feel a little disappointed.

"Rong Yan, are you still angry with me?" Her soft, green-white index finger drew circles on his bare chest.

Rong Yan let go of her wrist, stood up, untied the towel, tied the belt of his nightgown, and started to walk out.

During the whole process, he was like a cold ice cube, saying nothing, and exuding an aura that no strangers should enter.

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

Because she rushed forward too hard, she hugged him and stumbled a few steps forward. Rong Yan didn't take precautions and stumbled a few steps too, and finally managed to regain his balance.

He lowered his head and looked at the two lotus-root arms on his waist, wondering secretly, what on earth is this woman so crazy about?

She was the one who slammed the door and left, and in the end she was the one who came back without knowing why. What did she want to do?

"Let go." Finally, two words came out from the crimson thin lips.

"Don't let me go. If I let you go, you'll disappear." Luo Anning got up against him, as if she was afraid that he would run away, and tightened her arms around him a little, as if she was protecting her beloved toy. He is as stubborn as a child who is snatched away by others.

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 open her arms. As soon as he tried hard, the woman behind him said aggrievedly: "Rong Yan, you dare to try to open her arms. Please push me away and try." Try. I know you are angry, okay, if I were you, I would be angry too. But anger is anger, we can't act on impulse, we still have to have reason. Some things are really beyond our control, besides, I am really relieved that Xiaoshuai will be taken care of by you, grandpa and mother, so I dare to go to Canada. If you think this means that I don’t care and you don’t care about Xiaoshuai, then you are totally wrong! Because I owe you Qiange and Momo have too many, and they have also inherited too many good things from them. At this time, I need to use my own actions to repay them and make up for them. But you and Xiaoshuai are different. You are all mine. My family, I owe you now, and I still have a lifetime to make up for it, but Qian Ge and Mo Mo can’t wait any longer!”

The man's long body didn't move at all, as if he heard it, but also didn't seem to hear it.

Dead silence.

Luo An Ning became anxious. She let go of him slightly and turned to him. She raised her head and looked at him nervously: "Rong Yan, please say something. Don't keep silent. I don't know what's going on in my heart."

Rong Yan looked down at her nervous little face, and her clear and extremely bright eyes flashed with anxiety at this moment. His eyes darkened, and his thin crimson lips slightly lifted: "I want to go and see Xiaoshuai, don’t you allow it too?”

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

"Ha..." A chuckle escaped from her crimson thin lips, and Rong Yan stepped away from her and walked out.

When the bedroom door opened and his figure disappeared from sight, Luo Anning remembered to catch up.

In the nursery, I saw a man in a nightgown squatting next to the crib. The little guy in the crib had already fallen asleep, sucking his little finger even when he was asleep.

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