Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Not long after, the Tibetan mastiff began barking maniacally and circled around its tail before rolling on the grass again. In the end, it had no choice but to flee into the yard and vanished from Rong Yan’s sight.
Upon sight of this, Kristen began coughing violently. The Tibetan mastiff that he had raised for three years had caught on fire?
Isn’t this move a little too harsh!
Catherine was stunned for a moment before bursting into laughter.
Rong Yan patted the weed on his body and stared at the two of them who were watching the show through the French window before entering the living room.
Not long after, Kristen’s bedroom was opened forcefully.
“Are you enjoying it?” Rong Yan asked while gritting his teeth.
Kristen smiled alluringly and his eyes turned tender. Seeing how disheveled he was, he burst into laughter again.
“Hahaha… I’m sorry, haha, let me laugh again… It’s too amusing…”
Catherine patted his back out of goodwill to calm him down so as not to feel sad.
She could already tell that Rong Yan’s face had turned sullen and he looked a little crestfallen.
“Give me a clean set of clothes.”
Rong Yan then entered the bathroom, only to be greeted with a horrible scent. It was really challenging his limits!
Kristen was still smiling when Rong Yan slammed the bathroom door shut to stop him from laughing.
“Alright, stop now.” Catherine rubbed her temples resignedly.
He had provoked Rong Yan time and time again. Now that Luo Anning was with them, there was nothing to be afraid of. If in the future… Rong Yan would definitely not take revenge.
Kristen was done laughing. He walked towards the closet and picked up a new set of clothes which he then placed on the couch.
He then left the bedroom with Catherine.
After taking a shower, it was almost two in the morning. Rong Yan could not help but curse Kristen again.
He could have stayed with his wife for at least five hours, but now, he only had three hours left!
How infuriating!
He tiptoed towards Luo Anning’s bedroom. As soon as he opened the door, he caught a whiff of the scent of incense and his eyes turned gloomy.
He entered in a flash and closed the door. He slowly walked towards the humidifier and fanned himself with his hand to identify the scent.
After a while, he smiled and removed the plug.
At least, the two of them still had some conscience and knew that they had to make sure that nothing went wrong. Hence, they did something to make Anning fall asleep.
Of course, Catherine was the one who invented the aromatherapy and it wouldn’t cause any harm to the pregnant lady. Instead, it would ease her nerves and make her feel more relaxed.
It was no wonder that despite the yard being so noisy, Luo Anning still did not wake up. He reckoned that she would not wake up until at least six in the morning.
He lifted the duvet and laid down beside her before pulling her into his embrace.
At this moment, Rong Yan was satisfied!
Even in her sleep, she could feel the warmth of his body. Luo Anning snuggled into his embrace and rubbed her head against him before finding a comfortable position.