“If I don’t love you, then any woman can have sex with me. That’s not called ‘Ai’, but ‘venting my ancient debt’. “I only want to have sex with you, but I can only accept having sex with you. It’s not mysophobia, but a psychological effect. “Because of love, I want to be one with you and become one with you. “In that case, do you understand?”
Luo Anning buried her head in his arms, embarrassed and shy. She nodded. She had said it so straightforwardly. She would be a fool if she didn’t understand.
However, when did he say these sweet words?
Although it seemed to be an explanation, wasn’t that sentence implying a confession?
“Who taught you these words?”Her index finger poked his chest, and her muffled voice came from his chest.
Young Master Rong coughed and hugged her, his ears slightly red. “Who taught you what? I told you when I thought of it. I didn’t want your little brain to let your imagination run wild again.”
..
Luo Anning was pregnant for the ninth month. The Tang dynasty was engaged to Lan Na.
The engagement ceremony was held at the Grand Hyatt Hotel. Merchants from s city, nobles, and people from famous political families were all present to congratulate the ceremony.
The paparazzi and the media had blocked the entrance of the hotel to the point that no one could pass through. The Tang sect’s henchmen were also deployed to maintain order at the scene.
Lan Na, a popular model, was born into a wealthy family. She did not have a strong background, but was chosen by young master Tang as the candidate for his wife. For a time, she was envied by thousands of women.
Luo Anning appeared in the banquet hall with Young Master Rong on her arm, attracting the attention of the entire hall. Regardless of whether it was the business or political world, guests all wanted to go up to her and strike up a conversation.
However, they were all stopped by Xu Zhiyuan and the bodyguards. It was just different from the past. If Young Madam wasn’t pregnant, Young Master Rong might have been in a good mood to deal with it. But now, Young Madam was attending the engagement party with a big belly, how could they let those people get close?
If something went wrong, who would be able to shoulder the responsibility?
Feng Churui and Wu Xuewei also came. When they saw them, they walked up. “Yan, you’re early.”
Wu Xuewei looked at Luo Anning’s bulging belly like a curious baby. Then, she smiled sweetly and greeted, “Hello, Uncle Rong. Hello, Sister Anning.”
Young Master Rong frowned. “Why am I the uncle, but Anning is the sister?”
Feng churui also smiled and added, “Xuewei, the seniority is not right.”
Wu Xuewei scratched her head in distress. “But, sister Anning looks like a sister. Calling her aunt is already calling her old.”
Feng Churui didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. What kind of weird theory was this? “Anning is your Uncle Rong’s wife. You should call her aunt. Seniority shouldn’t be messed up.”
Pouting her lips, Wu Xuewei said sullenly, “I know it’s aunt, but…”
But, but there were no buts.
At the end of her sentence, Wu Xuewei fell silent.
Luo Anning couldn’t help but laugh. The eighteen-year-old Wu Xuewei had not been tainted by the secular world. What she was thinking in her heart was written all over her face.
Seeing that she did not have any ill intentions, Luo Anning simply wanted to call her sister. Luo Anning raised her hand and patted Rong Yan. “Xue Wei can call me whatever she wants. It’s just a form of address. Besides, I don’t want to be called Old.”
Young Master Rong was still a little unhappy in his heart. Wu Xuewei was excited and held Luo Anning’s hand. She looked like she wanted to shake but was also worried that she would hurt the baby. She said nervously and cautiously, “Sister anning, as expected, heroes think alike!”
“Ah Rui, Yan, you’re all here.”At this moment, Tang Chao, who was wearing a black handmade suit, brought Lan Na, who was wearing a white wedding dress, over.
Lan Na was indeed worthy of being a model. She was tall and slender, and her body was even more well-proportioned, especially those that provoked her. Her fiery chest and breasts were so plump that it made one’s blood boil. Pulse. Spurt. Zhang.
