With a bang, the bedroom door was slammed shut.
Rong Yan maintained his original position and looked at the tightly shut door with a deep gaze. His crimson thin lips were tightly pursed into a line, and his hands that were hanging on his knees were secretly clenching tightly.
After leaving the bedroom, Luo Anning almost immediately regretted it.
What on Earth was she doing?
Ming. She was trying to convince him, trying to get him to agree, but why did it end up like this?
She pulled her hair back in frustration. Luo Anning leaned against the wall, her toes on the ground as she unconsciously drew circles.
How could she get him to agree?
How could she bear to let go of handsome, who was crying for food? However, Mo Qiange and Lu Momo were the only source of warmth for her during those years of darkness and darkness.
One of them was in a deep sleep, while the other fell ill due to stress. She had no reason or excuse to stay out of it.
Jiang Peihua had just come out of the nursery to see little handsome when she saw Luo Anning leaning against the wall. When she walked in and saw the troubled expression on her face, she asked in a low voice, “Anning, why aren’t you going in?”
As she spoke, she glanced at the bedroom at the side. She was probably asking her why she was standing at the door and not going in.
Luo Anning stood up and looked at Jiang Peihua. She wanted to say something, but she hesitated. In the end, Jiang Peihua looked at the bedroom and told her to go to the study.
When she came to the study, Jiang Peihua sat down on the sofa. Luo Anning sat opposite her. Jiang Peihua personally poured a cup of tea and pushed it in front of her. “If you have something to say to mom, say it.”
Luo Anning picked up the Teacup and took a sip. With a troubled expression, she said, “Mom, I…”
..
After coming out of the study, Luo Anning heaved a sigh of relief.
With Jiang Peihua’s support, it was as if she had been reassured.
She quietly opened the bedroom door and looked inside through the crack. Only then did she realize that the entire room was pitch black. Not even a dim yellow wall lamp was lit.
Was Rong Yan asleep? Or was he still angry?
With this thought in mind, she pushed the door open and walked in, closing the door behind her.
With a ‘Pa’sound, the lights suddenly lit up, illuminating the room and allowing her to see everything clearly.
Bed. On the bed, Rong Yan did not change his sleeping robe. He just lay there with one arm crossed over his eyes. It was not clear whether he was asleep or not.
Looking at Rong Yan like this, Luo Anning felt a little uncomfortable. She walked to his side and slowly sat down, taking off his arm that was covering his eyes.
Looking at his tightly shut eyes, Luo Anning raised her hand and caressed his handsome figure. She whispered, “Rong Yan, I know you’re not asleep. Can you talk to me?”
The man did not move at all. His breathing was even and steady.
Luo Anning pouted. She got up and returned to the bedroom door to lock it. Then, she turned around and returned.
She picked up the silver silk nightgown at the end of the bed and returned to his side. At this moment, Luo Anning was half-kneeling on the bed. She held the robe with both hands and looked down at him. “How can you sleep with a towel wrapped around you? Let Me Change Your Robe for you.”
Seeing that the man had no reaction, Luo Anning curled her lips and moved behind him to help him up. She let him lean into her arms, shook off the robe, and pulled his arms to slowly put it on.
After putting on both arms, she moved her body down and began to untie the towel around his waist.
Just as her fingertips pulled the towel away, her wrist was suddenly grabbed. The next second, her sharp phoenix eyes looked straight at her.
“I know you’re not asleep.”Luo Anning smiled faintly.
Rong Yan looked at her without saying a word. He held her hand without any intention of letting go.
