But in Luo Ziheng's opinion, it was completely different. His eyes were resentful and his voice was as nice as a oriole. The worst thing was that she said that his legs were too comfortable and the teasing meaning was too obvious!

This was what he expected, but he felt angry because she was so bold in teasing other men. Should he angrily warn her to restrain herself, or gently embrace her into her arms.

Luo Ziheng raised a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the smile was meaningful, and Rong Yanran felt her hair shivered. He stretched out his long arms and held her chin: "You can't wait to throw yourself into my arms?"

Rong Yanran looked at his dangerous eyes, looked at him confusedly, and then realized that she had knocked off his hand "splash", and retreated repeatedly: "Young master, misunderstandings and misunderstandings. I didn't seduce you. I was too sleepy just now, so I found something comfortable and went to bed. I didn't know it was your legs. I was also confused just now, and what I said was unbrained, don't mind, don't mind."

Luo Ziheng suddenly felt very discouraged. It turned out that he was being self-indulgent. Seeing her retreating so scared, he wanted to say a few more words to get closer and said, "You said that my young master's legs are things. I was sleeping while I sat down. You really treated myself as my master."

His appearance was harsh and Yanran heard that pain. If she hadn't come to the market in the town to see and think about what she should do in the future, would she have to be with this moody young master? I thought he was a little pitiful yesterday, but now it seems that he was asking for it. Two words: deserve it!

Rong Yanran frowned, and there was an indescribable sorrow on her fair and jade-like face. Beautifulness means having an advantage! Luo Ziheng was a little panicked when he saw this. Did he push the distance between the two of them so hard to close? Just as he was about to ask for something to remedy, Rong Yanran said helplessly: "Young master, we are here to have fun today, just to be happy. Don't be angry, you will be in bad health!"

After saying this, Luo Ziheng was too stingy and careless. It was obvious that she was wrong. But judging from her appearance, if she pursued her relentlessly, she probably wouldn't have much patience to comfort herself. This is the case first, and keep this account first.

Luo Ziheng glared at her fiercely, which was considered the end. He closed his eyes and stopped looking at her.

Rong Yanran no longer paid attention to him, and then she felt that the carriage was a little swaying, but the owner didn't speak, and she, a servant, could not interrupt. She lifted the curtain of the car and looked at the scenery outside, sighing sincerely: "The weather is so good today."

When Luo Ziheng saw her talking to him, he responded casually: "It's good."

Rong Yanran was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer. Originally, this was said to herself, but they were so proud of her. It would be bad if the topic was stopped!

Weather is such a good topic! No wonder American strangers like to chat about weather when they are together.

Just a short silence, Yanran felt very uncomfortable: "Young Master, your kung fu is so good!"

"Yes." Someone agreed faintly.

Yanran showed her unbeaten spirit of Xiaoqiang: "Young master, can you buy something to go to the market?"

"If you don't have it, can't you go and have a look?" Luo Ziheng asked back.
Chapter completed!