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170. You are not in love with me, are you? 【3】

"Luo An Ning." The man suddenly called her.

Holding a fruit fork in her hand and holding a piece of mango in her mouth, she turned back to look at him. Her neck suddenly tightened and her body was quickly pressed down. A strong masculine aura hit her.

The thin lips grabbed her lips, and the flexible tongue pried open her lips and teeth, quickly attacking the city. The tip of his tongue rolled up the mango in her mouth, dragged it into her mouth, and then sipped her smooth tongue a few times.

, Young Master Rong let her go.

After swallowing the mango, he stretched out his hand to wipe the silver from the corners of her lips appreciatively, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "It's very sweet..."

Luo Anning's smile turned red, and she didn't know if the sweetness in his mouth meant mango or something else.[

Dropping the fruit fork, Luo Anning jumped out half a meter away, "Well, I'll go swim for a while, and you can lie down slowly by yourself."

She rushed towards the beach as if running away, fearing that Young Master Rong would catch her back again. Mo Qiange saw her running over at a glance, pushed aside the women surrounding him, and walked towards her.

"An Ning, let's go play volleyball later, together?"

Luo Anning glanced at the open net, suddenly became interested, and forgot about Young Master Rong: "Okay, I haven't played for a long time, I hope it won't be too embarrassing later."

Mo Qiange chuckled softly, put a hand on her shoulder, and led her towards the crowd: "In order not to embarrass you, I will reluctantly join your team."

"That's what you said. Don't complain when I'm embarrassed later."

"...can I regret it now?"

"Don't even think about it!"

Rong Shaofeng's eyes narrowed dangerously, looking at Luo Anning who escaped from his arms and fell into Mo Qiange's side. The hand hanging on one side slowly clenched, Luo Anning!

Beach volleyball is all about teamwork and sensitivity, and Luo Anning's sensitivity is not a problem. However, because Mo Qiange is here, the other female teammates always seem to exclude her unintentionally.

They were able to get back several times, but failed, so that the opponent's score dropped their team by several blocks.

"Look, it's her again! She always loves to be so pushy. Are you afraid that others won't know that she has a good figure?"

"It's just that if you love to express yourself so much, don't you just want to attract other people's attention? Such a person is so scheming!"

"It's her every time, and it's annoying to watch. If we're on a team with someone like this, we're bound to lose. Unless someone has self-awareness, just leave alone and don't delay everyone."

Luo Anning took a towel to wipe her sweat, panting and looking at the women gathered around to complain. When she heard their words, she immediately felt unhappy!

Throwing the towel into the sand, he said, "Shut up, all of you! Do you think I'm pushy and show off? Okay, then I won't fight. Come here, I want to see how cute you all are."

As soon as Luo Anning's ruthless words fell, a low and deep smile came from behind her. Immediately afterwards, her body fell into a hard chest. She turned around and saw Rong Yan looking at her.

As soon as those women saw Rong Yan coming over, their faces, which had been scolded by Luo Anning just a second ago, suddenly turned crimson again, and their eyes opened wide at the young Master Rong, who was looking away.
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