In just one night, he had already suffered so many injuries......

Arms, hand joints, forehead......

Does he have to torture himself like this?

Unexpectedly, Tong Ran's white fingers had just touched the man's eyebrows, and he was pushed away by a strong force, "Get out of here!"

Tong Ran was pushed by him and almost fell out of the car door, she couldn't cry or laugh, this man stayed for a while and rolled for a while, did you think she was a puppy?!

After she stood up, she wanted to go to the front to see if Chen An was here, but just after taking two steps, a man's low voice came from behind her, "Painful ......"

Pain?

Tong Ran was shocked, could it be that the wound was inflamed?!

She walked quickly to the edge of the driver's seat and untied the shirt tied to his arm, sure enough, he hadn't been treated with inflammation for too long, and he had drunk so much wine, the wound was already a little white at this time, "Monan Jue, wake up, can you hear me?"

The man was half-drunk and unconscious, no matter how Tong Ran shook him, he just leaned back, "...... pain"

She frowned anxiously and pressed her ear to his lips, "Is it a hand pain or a forehead headache?"

It was so close that he could finally hear the bytes overflowing from his thin lips: "Tong ...... Dye ......"

"......" he said it was a child, not a pain?

"I'm here," Tong Ran took his hand, "what's wrong?"

"Don't go ......"

"I'm not leaving," she said patiently, and simply half lay on him, "You can bear with me a little longer, and just wait for him to come." ”

"Who?!" the man suddenly opened his eyes and stared at her scarlet, "You called Luo Xiao over?"

Luo Xiao?

"You're not drunk?" Tong Ran instantly wanted to let go of his hand, he was teasing her?!

"Just kidding, how could I get drunk?" Mo Nanjue curled his thin lips and laughed, leaned sideways, and hit his arm to the side of the passenger seat, the man frowned uncomfortably, "Get out of the way, don't climb into my bed!"

Tong Ran: "......"

Isn't he drunk?!

"Okay, your bed," Tong Ran pulled half of his shoulders so that he could lie on his back without touching the wound, and the drunk man argued that it was useless, so he coaxed, "Good boy, as long as you lie down, no one will climb your bed." ”

The man was obedient, let her fiddle with it, Tong Ran had just covered him with the suit, Mo Nanjue squinted his starry eyes, and a self-deprecating voice overflowed between his thin lips, "Yes, you climbed into Luo Xiao's bed, how could you think of me......"

"......" Tong Ran was stunned when he heard this, and said that he spit out the truth after drinking, he ......

Is this looking sad?

He was grieving for her......

Tong Ran frowned, looking at Mo Nanjue's handsome face, his heart was filled with distress, he really ...... Fall in love with her?

The man didn't know it, the back of his hand stretched out and put it on his forehead, and his sword eyebrows wrinkled tightly, "Go, let's go......"

"Lord Monan......"

Tong Ran forcibly held back the feeling of tears welling up, she bent down and leaned down, pulled his arm away, put her small chin on his shoulder, and wrapped her hands around his neck, "I'm not leaving, I've always been, I promise you, I won't go......"

Even she didn't know why she would promise him like this.

Her voice was very low and soft, just close to the pinna of his ear, Mo Nanjue heard that his hands were subconsciously clenched into fists, and his eyes were opened a slit, "Tong Ran, what you can't do, don't easily promise anyone." ”