Luo Anning didn't take it too seriously, but she just thought she was tired. Rong Yan, who usually liked to argue with Mr. Rong, didn't talk much tonight.

After dinner, Mr. Rong pulled a few chess games. It was really late in the end, and Luo Anning and Rong Yan were let go.

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Back at Haoting Mansion, Luo Anning walked into the bedroom, threw the door in front of Rong Yan, and locked it.

The meaning is very obvious, I don't want him to follow in.

Even she didn't know what she was upset about, but in short, she just didn't want to face him.

At least I don't want to do it now.

Leaning against the back of the door, my body slowly slid down, and sat on the ground, watching the lights in the garden shine through the floor-to-ceiling windows, I felt a sense of confusion.

Everyone has a past, yes, she admits this.

Even Du Xiaoran and Rong Yan knew her past clearly.

But as for Rong Yan, she didn't know anything about his past.

This feeling is really terrible!

She is not an emotional person, but since she got involved in Rong Yan, she has become very different from herself.

Even she hates this kind of self.

Ming Ming said that he didn't want to make trouble, but he always felt uncomfortable, as if he was stuck in his throat.

"Luo Anning, open the door for me."

Outside the door, Rong Yan smashed the door angrily.

One sound is like a drum beat.

Luo Anning turned his head and rushed outside through the door panel, saying, "You go to the guest bedroom to sleep!"

After saying that, regardless of whether he agreed or not, he took his pajamas and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

The emotions come and go quickly. In the bathtub, the warm water gently wrapped around her, and her mood became better bit by bit.

"Lu Lala Lala Lala Lala Lala Lala Lala Lala Lala Lala Lala Lala Lala Lala Lala I love taking a bath and good skin..." He picked up a scoop of rich and delicate bubbles in his hands, put them on his arms and rubbed them slowly. Luo Anning hummed a song.

.

With a click, the bathroom door opened quietly.

Luo Anning was still singing a ridiculous bathing song, and Rong Yanjun couldn't hold back the anger on his face and burst out with a chuckle.

Hearing laughter, Luo Anning's conditioned reflex crossed his hands to protect his chest and looked at the person coming.

"Rong Yan, hasn't anyone told you that it's a crime to peek at someone else's bath? You're a voyeur!"

Rong Yan closed the door with his backhand, and the chuckling had already turned into a hearty laugh. He had never seen such a childish Luo Anning.

Bathing song?

A song that only a little brat can sing, she actually sang so happily in the bathroom?

It seems that I'm in a good mood.

"Hey! What are you going to do? Didn't you see me taking a shower? Go out!" Luo Anning looked at him with alertness.

Rong Yan's coral red thin lips curled up a dazzling look. The charming smile not only did not go out, but began to take off his clothes.

"This is my family, why do you want to go out?" the man asked insanely.

Luo Anning gritted her teeth in anger: "Then you turn around, I'm OK to go out, right?"

"No, why waste water resources? Let's wash it together." The man said with confidence.

Luo Anning pulled the bath towel and surrounded herself randomly, and wanted to escape. Young Master Rong grabbed her arm and took her back like an eagle catching a chicken.

"Plop—" was thrown into the bathtub.

"Rong Yan, you bastard--" Luo An Ning cursed with foam in his spit.

"I know, you are a good guy. Be good, stop making trouble, you still have to take a shower." Rong Shao squeezed into the bathtub, held her in his lap with his big hand.
Chapter completed!