Being pinned down by him in humiliation, Luo Anning was furious and twisted like a fish, "You bastard, let me go and get off of me!"

"Why should I listen to you?" Mr. Rong sat calmly, smiling like a demon. "If you ask me to let go, I will let go. Then wouldn't I be very embarrassed?"

Luo Anning stopped struggling. The disparity in strength between men and women destined her to be unable to break free, so she had to change her language and attack, "Young Master Rong, it's getting late. Can you please get off of me? I have to rest and I don't have time to make trouble with you. "

"You think I want to make trouble with you?" Young Master Rong snorted coldly.

Luo Anning: "..."

Your uncle, this is not considered troublesome, and that is considered troublesome?

"You go sleep on the sofa and I'll let you go."

Luo Anning gritted his teeth: "Impossible!"

Mr. Rong smiled shamelessly, "Since we can't reach a consensus, I have no choice but to use special means."

"What are you going to do?"

"I'm not doing anything, I'm just tying you up and sleeping on the sofa."

mean! Shameless!

Luo Anning cursed secretly in his heart, but his face showed a look of compromise, "Okay, I'll just sleep on the sofa. Just let me go."

Mr. Rong stared at her for a long time, then shook his head, "I gave you a chance just now, but you gave up on your own. Now, your trust in me is zero."

So it’s better to tie her up, right?

What a despicable and shameless scumbag!

Young Master Rong restrained her and pulled her body down the bed. Luo Anning was forced to get out of the bed, and followed him to the closet. She watched him pull out a few ties. With a move of faith, she turned her wrist while he was holding the tie in one hand, and suddenly broke free from his hands.

Young Master Rong turned around and was about to restrain her again, but Luo Anning slipped under his arm like a fish, grabbed his tie with one hand and was about to tie her up.

A flash of interest flashed across Rong Shaofeng's eyes, and he was so strong that he dodged her attack. Unwilling to be at a disadvantage, Luo Anning clenched his hand into a fist and hit his handsome face with 100% of his strength.

Rong Shaofeng narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his head, and held her wrist with one hand. Luo Anning's hand was restrained, and the other hand continued to attack his face. Rong Shaofeng's patience was almost gone, and he threw her on the bed with force. .

"Have you had enough fun? If you haven't had enough fun, I don't mind accompanying you." Young Master Rong stepped forward, his tone slightly low, with a hint of anger.

Luo Anning has realized that in front of this man, his skills are just as he said, just a trick in the class and not worth mentioning.

Looking at his gloomy handsome face, her beautiful eyes turned with water, and suddenly she thought of a good idea. She smiled softly at him and said softly, "Hubby, I’ve had enough fun and am so tired now, let’s go to sleep.”

Young Master Rong felt a chill, Luo Anning wrapped her arms around his neck as she spoke, and rubbed her head against his erection like a kitten.

Young Master Rong's whole body was stiff, and he looked down motionlessly at the dark head at his neck. Luo Anning felt that the fire was not strong enough, so she put her weak and boneless hands into his nightgown and caressed him vaguely.

The smooth touch and the texture of the texture were so beautiful that she was speechless. She wanted to make him angry and sleep on the sofa automatically as a prank, but she didn't expect that after touching it, she suddenly became addicted.

"Luo Anning, do you want to die?!" Young Master Rong grabbed her hand and said viciously.

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