After the long kiss, Rong Shao leaned against her neck and gasped heavily, his voice hoarse and magnetic: "An Ning, let's go back to the room, huh?"

The pronunciation of the top is long, and the charming and narrow phoenix eyes make people intoxicated and fall into it.

Luo Anning's eyes were covered with a shallow mist, and the water looked at him with a shimmering light, and almost nodded in agreement. Fortunately, Xiaoshuai, who was blocked by his eyes, made an impatient voice, which stopped her.

"Mama..." The little guy was extremely impatient to use his little hands to spread open Luo Anning's hand. After he broke it apart, he found that he was kissing Mama again. He curled his lips disdainfully, crawled over with his hands and feet, rubbed against Luo Anning and wanted to kiss him.

Luo Anning hugged Xiaoshuai and lowered his head and kissed him a few times. Rong Shao punched him on the back of the sofa in annoyance. The four big words "Dissatisfied with desire" were written on his handsome face, and his eyes were extremely sad.

"Puchi..." Luo Anning couldn't help but laughed.

"Laugh, are you still laughing?" Young Master Rong made a move to pull her back to his arms and beat her. Luo Anning stuffed Xiaoshuai into his arms, smiling innocently: "Hold your son well, I'll go and see if I'm ready to cook the food in the kitchen, and I'm almost starving to death."

Rong Shaofu blew, his face reluctantly, but he still hugged the little guy full of milk smell: "Yes, my son, I don't have your share."

"Oh, why do you owe it so much? Our son, is it okay?" Luo Anning held his forehead and looked at the man who was angry with whom he was helplessly turning his face, kissed his lips, and then went downstairs.

Luo Anning left, Rong Shao was full of desire. He had nowhere to vent his fire. Looking at the little guy who was staring at him with black eyes in his arms, Rong Shao felt like "You are just messing with me."

"Little bastard, did you do it on purpose?" Young Master Rong looked down at his son, with a bad tone.

I don’t speak early or late, and I have to wait until the critical moment before I speak, which directly affects the final result.

The little guy blinked his clear eyes, looking confused: "Taobao..."

"Oh!" Mr. Rong leaned on the back of the sofa in frustration, feeling so upset.

If you brake a few more times, he will burst into blood vessels!

No, he still has to rinse cold water, otherwise he will not be sure whether he will rush down and arrest someone later and drag it into the room to make trouble.

"Son, do you know if you stay here for your uncle?" As soon as my mind moved, Mr. Rong immediately carried the little guy to the bed and sat next to Mo Qiange. Fortunately, the bed was very wide, so there was no need to worry that the little guy would fall off the bed.

Xiaoshuai looked confused and sat on the bed. Mr. Rong took his small bottle and tried the temperature, which was still warm, so he stuffed it into his hand: "Drink if you are hungry and thirsty, and your range of movement is limited to this bed. Don't fall off the bed, do you know?"

Xiaoshuai turned his head and looked at the big bed. His rosy little mouth flattened, and he sucked it up with a small bottle in his arms, ignoring the pulling and pulling standing beside the bed.

Young Master Rong was really loving and angry with him. There was no way, it was important to quench the fire. After rubbing his furry head, he turned around and left.

In the room, it was silent for a moment.

The little guy drank milk for a while and couldn't sit still. He turned his head and looked at Mo Qiange, touching his hands and grabbing them. Finally, he crawled onto Mo Qiange with a swish.
Chapter completed!