He was a gentle and gentle young man with quite a lot of talent, and his decisiveness and decisiveness were also indispensable in him. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a replica of Rong Jing.

Nan Xiao has lived here for more than thirty years, which is neither short nor long. If there is a regret, it is that the time spent with Rong Jing is a little short.

Rong Jing has to deal with government affairs every day, and he doesn't have much time to spend with her. Now that he takes that position, he has to be responsible for the people of the world.

Nan Xiao reads a book every day when she has free time, but most of the time she sleeps. She is obviously not very tired, but she just feels sleepy and wants to sleep.

To tell a funny thing, she ran out of energy while sleeping.

Rong Jing hugged her tightly. At that time, his temples were already gray.

"Anan, are you sleeping again?"

"Anan, why do you always like to sleep?"

"Anan, you must be a pig spirit. You love eating so much and sleeping so much. I didn't scold you, I just told the truth."

In the quiet room, he was the only one talking.

"Forget it, Anan, I won't talk about you anymore. I'm going to sleep too. I'll go play with you in your dreams."

Rong Jing slowly closed his eyes, still mumbling, "Maybe you are angry with me and don't want to play with me, so just hit me."

His breathing gradually became weaker.
Chapter completed!