Chapter 229 - Nothing Much, Just Gonna Make You Go To Hell! (15)
Chapter 229: Nothing Much, Just Gonna Make You Go To Hell! (15)
Rong Yan squinted and raised her chin with his fingertips. “What did you say just now? Repeat yourself.”
Luo Anning blinked and said, “I’ll be needy towards you.”
“Not this.”
“Rong Yan, why are you treating me so well?”
“No!”
“Are you… ”
“Luo Anning, keep trying to beat around the bush and see what I’ll do to you.” Rong Yan bit her hand in exasperation.
“Ah, it hurts! Hurry and let go of me, let go… ”
Rong Yan benevolently let go of her. Staring at her provocatively, he asked, “Do you know what to say now?”
“Are you a dog… ”
Holding onto her hand that had been bitten, Luo Anning stared at him and hollered, “I like you!”
As soon as she finished speaking, Rong Yan kissed her to seal her lips, after which he pressed his hand against the back of her head…
After kissing her for a long while, Rong Yan gently bit the bottom of her lip and said, “I like you too, Anning.”
“Um… do you want some coffee? I’ll go get some.” Luo Anning could not get used to the romantic ambiance and quickly changed the subject.
“It’s up to you.”
“Alright, wait for me then.” Luo Anning hurriedly scurried away, as if she was fleeing.
She was afraid that she might turn as red as a tomato if she were to stay any longer.
Watching as she disappeared, Rong Yan placed a hand on his lips and licked it to find that it smelled like her…
After she bought coffee, the two of them began strolling along the river banks again. Rong Yan was extremely outstanding in terms of appearance and poise.
Not long after she left, an artist walked towards them and hinted that he would draw a free portrait for her. Rong Yan was obviously not willing. He frowned and turned the artist down. Luo Anning noticed the look of disappointment in the artist’s eyes and asked why he wanted to paint them.
Staring at Luo Anning, the artist seemed to have seen a dash of hope and smiled before answering by saying that they would be his best models. Apart from that, the artist also generously complimented them for looking compatible with each other.
Rong Yan’s initial look of disdain vanished when he heard the complement and surprisingly agreed. Luo Anning could not figure out what Rong Yan was thinking.
Seated on the chair, Rong Yan possessively placed his hand on Luo Anning’s shoulder and smiled while the artist held onto the sketch board and began drawing them.
An undeniable fact was that the artist was really professional. Within just twenty minutes, he managed to complete the drawing. Even the hard-to-impress Rong Yan raised his brows and expressed his astonishment when he saw the portrait. His face was tender and he seemed rather focused.
After thanking the artist, Luo Anning put the portrait away and began strolling with Rong Yan again. Seeing that he was in a good mood, she tugged his sleeve and asked, “Is our Young Master Rong in a good mood today? How rare.”
“Is it that rare?” Rong Yan asked with raised brows.
Luo Anning remained silent while smiling. She would never tell him that he had a bad and erratic temper. It was rare for him to be in such a good mood.
………
While they were strolling, Rong Yan received a call which made his face grow sullen.
When they returned to the hotel at night, Rong Yan told her to go rest while he turned around and proceeded to do some work at the desk.,
Luo Anning had no idea what he was busy with, but she could tell from his stern expression that it must have been something urgent.