Luo Anning leaned against the wall, laughing uncontrollably: "Yes, such a cold war is meaningless. So, your old lover is so pervasive, how can I win you over? Tell me."

She was not afraid of Mo Xiyan's provocation. What she was afraid of was that the two of them had too many memories and she would not interfere at all.

Sometimes, she even felt that she was the despised mistress, while Mo Xiyan was the real and upright girlfriend... or wife.

Rong Yan looked at her with a gloomy face, and Luo Anning met his gaze stubbornly, sparks sparking in the air.

Her chin was grabbed and raised, and Rong Yan's suppressed anger came closer and closer before her eyes: "Then what do you want from me? Tell me? Can't we just be ordinary friends after a breakup? Thinking about it from another perspective,

If it were Du Xiaoran today, would you choose to ignore him because of me, huh?"[

"We are different. Don't confuse me and Xiao Ran with you."

"What's the difference?!"

"Whether Xiao Ran loves me now, I don't know. Even if he loves me, I understand that the past can never come back, and what comes back will not be perfect after all. I will not have any relationship with him that goes beyond the boundary of friends." Luo Luo.

An Ning turned her face away and refused to look at him.

"He loves you!" Rong Yan said through gritted teeth.

If he didn't love her, he wouldn't have gone crazy because he couldn't find her in England. If he didn't love her, he wouldn't have looked so exhausted and blamed himself and regretted her while she was in the hospital.

As a man, he can easily tell whether a man has love or not.

Du Xiaoran's love was forbearing and thoughtful. He was always considerate and worried about her, which is why he lost her 2 years ago.

Rong Yan's eyes were fixed on her face with intense anxiety. When she was in England, the look in her eyes when she looked at Du Xiaoran was so melancholy and affectionate. How could he believe that she didn't have any feelings for Du Xiaoran more than the feelings between friends!

"So, Mo Xiyan doesn't love you?" Luo Anning was amused, she put her hands on his chest and pushed him.

After pushing a few times, he couldn't move him at all, so An Ning leaned back against the wall in frustration.

"So what if you love me." Rong Yan curled his lips and sneered: "Even you know that the past will never come back, and what comes back will no longer be perfect after all. How could I not know that?"

"Really?" Luo Anning said calmly, as if it was a question but not a question.

So what if he knows, whether he loves him or not is his own business.

Even if he doesn't love her now, he probably left because he was angry at Mo Xiyan for abandoning him so cruelly 4 years ago.

"Luo An Ning, what are you thinking about?!" When he found that she was distracted, Rong Yan was so angry that he wanted to strangle her to death!

His fingertips slowly slid down her delicate neck, but he couldn't move his hands down!

"Are you sure you want me to tell you?" Luo Anning laughed provocatively.

The white and greasy skin is coated with a soft halo under the light. It is so beautiful that it touches people's hearts. It is not ostentatious, but cannot be ignored.

When she is stubborn, she will widen her beautiful eyes, her pink and soft lips will be pursed gently, and she will yell at him with a hot temper.[

In the previous twenty-seven years of his life, Rong Yan had never thought that besides his relatives, who else would have the guts to yell at him.

If it had been anyone else, they would have been dragged out and fed bullets long ago!
Chapter completed!