Different from the anxious moment just now, Gong Shaoming seemed much calmer at this time. He barely stood up straight, holding An Moran's hand but unwilling to let go. His dark eyes were astonishingly bright, even if his pupils could not focus accurately. He could also feel the familiar breath of the person in his arms.
He lowered his head, sealed her lips, and rubbed her lips together.
"Ranran...my Ranran..."
The lingering affection continued to unfold in the murmur, and the eyes that stared at her were filled with the love of life and death. She was a woman who loved with her whole life, and her eyebrows were stained with deep love that could not be erased.
The hypnotic murmur made An Moran tremble, and she put her arms around his waist, "I'm yours, just yours..."
There is no explanation and no explanation is needed.
As long as two people's hearts are together, all words will become redundant.
An Moran raised his head and glanced at Gong Shaoming, whose eyes were beginning to lose focus. He turned his head and said, "Here, help me carry him to the room."
"No, Ranran, don't leave..."
The drunkard's ability is not only violent and violent, but also coquettish. When the servants who stepped forward to help heard Gong Shaoming's coquettish voice, their eyes widened in horror.
No one could have imagined that the second young master, who had always been cold and cruel, and now the head of the Gong family, could act like a spoiled child!
Immediately, An Moran received several admiring glances, as if she had done some magical feat of turning decay into something magical, and she couldn't help but become speechless.
"I won't leave, I'll be 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. I can see you when you are drunk. I won't let you go. No one is allowed to touch me! Except you, if anyone touches me, I will stamp his hand!"
Very good, Gong Shaoming really thought he was dreaming, and now none of the servants dared to step forward.
"Miss An, if the owner of the family is like this now, he might really stomp on our hands..."
"That's right..."
Seeing Gong Shaoming's stern eyes, several servants wished they had seen nothing and turned away. No one dared to come forward at this time.
He hesitated a few times and froze in place.
An Moran glanced at Gong Shaoming, who was drunk and drunk, and held his forehead with a headache, "Gong Shaoming, stand still on your own without letting others help you. Walk to the room. I have a baby in my belly and I can't help you at all." !”
"Baby……"
With a swish sound, Gong Shaoming's tall body leaning against An Moran immediately stood up straight like a benchmark. His eyes fell on An Moran's belly, his big hands tremblingly touched her belly, and he smiled silly, " Our baby, yes, you can't use force, I will walk back by myself."
As soon as he finished speaking, he dragged An Moran and walked forward unsteadily, without even opening his eyes completely, and walked towards his room impartially.
An Moran was startled, and then followed his footsteps.
The surrounding servants saw this and knew that it was none of their business, so they dispersed with sharp eyes.
Gong Shaoming only had An Moran in his eyes. He held her hand and walked straight through the living room, completely ignoring the few people sitting inside.
"Tsk tsk, Qi Mingye, do you think he is being inhumane to the opposite sex?"
Gu Qianqian was sitting on the sofa and couldn't help but booed when she saw Gong Shaoming walking by with An Moran in hand.
Qi Mingye didn't even raise his eyes, his charming eyes narrowed, and his cold lips moved slightly, "I thought you knew it a long time ago."
