Disease Named Love [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 21 Little White Flower 21

An Rongrong lay on the bed, raised her feet with a look of lovelessness, and the sound of metal clashing came from beside her feet.

Yesterday she and Wei Ran went home in silence, originally she wanted to have a good talk, but in the end she drank a glass of water Wei Ran handed her, and fell unconscious, and she was already like this when she woke up.

She never thought that the iron chains she saw at the beginning would be used on her, and most importantly, Wei Ran dared to imprison her.

An Rongrong couldn't help but start to wonder, if she hadn't been with Wei Ran back then, would she have ended up like this now.

Wei Ran can be said that she watched her grow up all the way. When did her temper become so extreme, or did she never understand her.

An Rongrong felt that they needed to have a good talk.

But now she has been locked up for a day, during which Wei Ran didn't say a word other than coming in to deliver food, whenever she wanted to say something, Wei Ran would only smile softly: "Rong Rong is not calm at all now, wait Calm down and let's talk again, come on, let's eat first."

An Rongrong felt that she was calmer than she had ever been before, but when she met the other party with a smile and a talkative appearance, she was inexplicably cowardly and silently picked up the meal.

Just like that, An Rongrong lay down for three days without going out once. An Rongrong was originally a housekeeper, but Wei Ran didn't allow her to use any communication or internet tools, so An Rongrong couldn't stand it anymore. .

In the past three days, An Rongrong almost studied the bedroom over and over again. She looked at every corner. She hadn't talked to anyone for a long time. Except for Wei Ran who could say a few words during the meal delivery time, there was nothing else. no more.

She was expecting someone to find out that she was missing, but she suddenly thought that no one would look for her, and Wei Ran had already dealt with the two people who would look for her.

An Rongrong felt that she was going crazy, her face was getting more and more haggard day by day, her eyes were dull, the former delicate flower seemed to lose moisture all of a sudden.

Seeing her like this, Wei Ran felt uncomfortable, but once she was let go, she knew that An Rongrong would leave her forever, how could she bear it, An Rongrong is now the only meaning of her existence in the world up.

Gently pushing open the door, looking at An Rongrong lying on the bed with blank eyes, Wei Ran pursed his lips, and sat quietly on the side of the bed looking at her.

The two of them were silent like this, and the light from the window shone on their body, making Wei Ran feel chills uncontrollably.

She suddenly remembered that An Rongrong hadn't spoken to her for several days. In the past, she would softly beg her to let her go, but now, looking at her chapped lips, Wei Ran panicked.

She kissed her recklessly, crazily attacking the city, hoping to get a little response from the other party, but An Rongrong remained indifferent.

Wei Ran's kiss became more and more fierce, that reckless and decisive gesture seemed to be the final salvation.

The blending of lips and teeth should be the most intimate gesture in the world, but it makes people feel crazy.

There is also a hint of despair and paranoia.

"Rongrong, my Rongrong." As usual, she called the other party's name affectionately over and over again.

An Rongrong finally had some light in his dull eyes, and said hoarsely: "Wei Ran, you are really a lunatic."

Wei Ran leaned on An Rongrong's shoulder, holding her tightly, but he was very satisfied in his heart. As long as An Rongrong still pays attention to her, it doesn't matter what he says: "Rong Rong, I'm only going crazy for you."

An Rongrong murmured over and over again: "Why...?"

Wei Ran tightened her grip, and a muffled voice came from An Rongrong's neck, "As long as they exist, Rong Rong will never just look at me alone."

An Rongrong opened her lips, but couldn't say anything.

She never thought that the truth of the matter would be so ridiculous, that Zhou Yanyu and her brother suffered from such an indiscriminate disaster because of her.

Suddenly, An Rongrong cried for the first time after being locked up for so many days, not hysterical, just sobbing softly.

Wei Ran kissed her tears away over and over again, and unconsciously embraced her waist with both hands, Wei Ran froze, then exulted, "Rong Rong."

An Rongrong closed her eyes, her voice was a little dry: "Wei Ran, we will be good from now on."

This means that An Rongrong has already begun to forgive her. Wei Ran's nerves were in vain for so many days, and tears fell on An Rongrong's face, with a smile on her soft face, "Well, Rongrong, From now on it's just the two of us."

Wen Liang's tears fell on her face, An Rongrong twitched her lower eyelashes slightly, and her heart trembled accordingly, but she still didn't open her eyes, "Wei Ran, I hate Wen Ru."

Although it was a bit strange why An Rongrong mentioned Wen Ru at this time, Wei Ran still said: "Rongrong, she won't have a good time in prison."

An Rongrong opened her eyes and met her gentle eyes, with a cool look in her eyes: "I want her to die."

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