Christine was not a pushover either. She was able to easily carry a little guy that looked like a glutinous rice ball and dodge young master Rong’s attack.
“Rong Yan! Stop! Stop It!”Luo Anning looked at Rong Yan and was extremely anxious. This childish man!
How could he not be agitated at all?
How could she understand that every man had a childish side? Even a man with a successful career, no matter how mature and steady, was no exception. It was just that this childish side would only be displayed in front of the person he loved the most.
Catherine, on the other hand, was as cold as ever. She raised her hand and patted her shoulder to comfort her, “Nothing will happen, don’t worry.”
After saying that, she walked to the sofa and sat down without a trace of worry. She picked up her tea and began to drink.
How could Luo Anning not be worried? The glutinous rice ball in Christine’s arms was the child that she had carried for ten months!
