"Dyeing ......"

Different from the anxiousness just now, Gong Shaoming at this time seemed much quieter, barely standing up straight, holding An Moran's hand but unwilling to let go, his dark eyes were amazingly bright, even if Zitong couldn't focus accurately, he could feel the familiar breath of the person in his arms.

With a bow of his head, he sealed her lips and tossed and turned.

"Dyeing ...... My dyeing ......"

The lingering affection continued to spread out in the whisper, and the eyes staring at her were filled with the affection of life and death, which was a woman who loved with her whole life, and her eyebrows were stained with indissoluble love.

The hypnotic murmur made An Mo tremble, and he reached out to wrap his waist around him, "I'm yours, just your ......"

There is no explanation, and there is no need for explanation.

As long as two people's hearts are together, all languages will become redundant.

An Moran looked up at Gong Shaoming, whose eyes were beginning to drift, and turned his head sideways, "Come on, help me help him to the room." ”

"Don't, don't dye and don't leave......"

In addition to being ruthless and coquettish, the servants who stepped forward to help heard Gong Shaoming's voice similar to coquettishness, and their eyes widened in horror.

No one could have imagined that the second young master, who has always been indifferent and cruel, is now the head of the palace family, and he will be coquettish!

Suddenly, An Moran ushered in a few admiring glances, as if she had done something to turn decay into a miraculous feat, and she couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

"I'm not leaving, I'm by your side, Shaoming, you're drunk, I can't help you, just let others help, I won't leave."

"Am I drunk? It's good to be drunk, you can see you when you're drunk, I won't let you go, no one is allowed to touch me! Whoever touches me but you will stomp his hand! ”

Very good, Gong Shaoming really thought he was dreaming, and none of the servants on the side dared to step forward.

"Miss An, the head of the family is like this now, I'm afraid that he will really stomp on our hands......"

"It's just ......"

Catching a glimpse of Gong Shaoming's fierce eyes, several servants wished that they hadn't seen anything, turned their heads and left, who dared to step forward at this time.

He hesitated a few times and froze in place.

An Mo glanced at Gong Shaoming, who was crazy with wine, and held his forehead with a headache, "Gong Shaoming, don't let others help you to stand firm, let me go to the room, I have a baby in my belly, I can't help you at all!" ”

"Baby ......"

With a whoosh, Gong Shaoming's tall body leaning crookedly on An Moran's body immediately stood up straight like a benchmark, his eyes fell on An Moran's stomach, his big hand trembled and stroked her lower abdomen, and he smiled silly, "Our baby, yes, you can't use force, I'll walk back by myself." ”

When the words fell, he dragged An Moran and really staggered forward, and without even opening his eyes completely, he walked towards his room impartially.

An Moran was stunned for a moment, and then followed his footsteps.

Seeing this, the servants around also knew that there was nothing to do with them, and their sharp eyes dispersed.

Gong Shaoming only had An Moran in his eyes, took her hand, and walked straight through the living room, ignoring the few people sitting in it completely.

"Tsk, Qi Mingye, do you think he is considered to be of the opposite sex and inhumane?"

Gu Qianqian sat on the sofa and saw Gong Shaoming holding An Moran passing in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh.

Qi Mingye's eyes didn't lift, Demon Yezi's pupils shone brightly, and his cold lips moved slightly, "I thought you already knew." ”