"You damn woman, you are cruel!" Rong Yan quickly dodged away at that critical moment and jumped out of bed neatly.

Luo Anning looked at Young Master Rong's fleeing figure and smiled as she lay on the bed. Now she finally knew what the magic weapon to cure Young Master Rong was, and that was close contact!

She could already imagine the situation in the future when this trick would fail again and again.

Young Master Rong opened the bedroom door with a livid face, and suddenly, Uncle Zhang's face appeared at the door again.

As if he didn't expect Rong Yan to come out, Uncle Zhang asked cautiously: "Master, didn't you say you were going to rest with the young mistress? Where are you going now?" [

Damn it, it seems that the old man has no intention of letting them get through like this, and actually plans to send someone to monitor the door all night long.

"Can't I go downstairs to drink water?" Mr. Rong said with a livid face as he squeezed out a few words through his teeth.

"If the young master wants to drink water, just let the servants prepare it. How can I let you go down in person? You and the young mistress should rest quickly. I will get you some water right now." Uncle Zhang said, and went downstairs to get some water.

"Damn it!" With a low curse, Rong Yan turned around and sat down on the sofa, with a gloomy handsome face and a cold look that told strangers not to enter.

It seemed that he couldn't go to the guest room. He couldn't accept sleeping with this damn woman, Luo Anning, for a while. Did he really have to sleep in the same room with her tonight?

The more he thought about it, the angrier Mr. Rong became. Uncle Zhang came in with water and put it in front of him eagerly. Then as if he was afraid of disturbing something good, he said good night and quickly left, and thoughtfully closed the bedroom door.

Luo Anning was half sitting on the bed, looking at Young Master Rong's angry look, curled her lips, and kindly threw the pillow at his side at him, "Here, I'll give you the pillow, and I'll let you sleep with Young Master Rong tonight."

It’s the sofa.”

Young Master Rong, who was drinking water, was unprepared and hit his head with a pillow. The pillow fell softly to the carpet, and water splashed all over him. Young Master Rong turned his head angrily, "Luo Anning, you are seeking death!"

"What do you want to do? Let me tell you, grandpa and mom are upstairs. If you dare to do anything to me, grandpa and mom will not let you go...ah——"

Luo Anning stepped back, and was forced back to the bed by Young Master Rong's tall and handsome body. Without any hesitation, he fell off the bed.

There was a muffled sound, and she got up angrily. Fortunately, there was a thick Persian carpet on the floor, otherwise the fall would have hurt her for ten and a half days.

Mr. Rong crossed his hands on his chest and smiled evilly, "You are the one who took the initiative to get out of bed, so you will sleep on the sofa tonight."

Rong Yan ignored her angry look, got on the bed and lay down gracefully, stretched out his big hand, and turned off the light with a snap, leaving two dim yellow wall lamps on.

What a bastard and scumbag!

Luo Anning gritted her teeth, looking at the man lying with a comfortable look on his face, she wanted to punch him in the face.

Thinking this way, she did so. When she realized what she was doing, Rong Shao had already grasped her pink fist tightly, and her body was humiliatingly pressed on the bed by him.

Rong Yan curled his lips and smiled softly. His posture was indescribably handsome and charming. He straddled her belly and clamped her hands with both hands. He looked at her below him like a devil, "If you want to hit me, you won't even look."
Chapter completed!