The word "lifetime" is really cruel to put here.

No, it doesn't take a lifetime, it doesn't take long for them to break apart because of this barrier.

Mo Nanjue couldn't imagine that if he hadn't found Pei Ruoshui, didn't know that she was Han Qingqing, or hadn't brought her here today, Tong Ran wouldn't have had the opportunity and couldn't have said these words......

Because, she won't show a little bit of her vulnerability in front of him.

Therefore, this matter is destined to be in the midst of them, and the little seed will eventually grow little by little, if it really comes to germination......

At that time, even if the intestines were repentant, the young shoot could not be pulled out.

Just thinking that she was resisting because of this made the man feel uneasy.

"It's not that I'm going to let her be caught in the middle," Tong Ran raised his head and forced back the sound of crying and trembling, "Mo Nanjue, when she fell in love with you so much, it was impossible to get rid of it, you know?"

"I only understand that you are my woman, and you have nothing to do with anyone else," Mo Nanjue had a calm and handsome face, and his voice was low and full of warnings, "Tong Ran, I can tell you clearly, you don't want to use anything to escape, because, you, are destined to be mine." Got it?"

"You let go of me......"

Now no matter what he says, Tong Ran feels that she can't refute it, she seems to be pinched by him, she can't see anything, and the pain that penetrates her heart when she touches it, she almost pleaded and grabbed his collar, "Mo Nanjue, I beg you, don't say it anymore, okay, I beg you, I don't want to hear it, I really don't want to ......"

"I can't help you think about it!" the man's strong chest pressed against her, and the heat kept coming, "Just because of a Han Qingqing, you can reject me like this, is it not that as long as a woman appears in the future, you can give yourself a reason to push me away?!"

"I don't want to listen, I don't ......"

"Look at me and say!"

She shook her head, her hair was disheveled, and her little face was full of tears, and she looked very pitiful.

"How do you want to listen to Ken?"

“……”

She hung her head, gasping for air.

Mo Nanjue's beautiful thin lips were pursed, and the hand holding her shoulder moved to the back of her neck, "Since you don't want to, then, I'll make the decision for you." ”

"You don't-"

Before she could speak, the man grabbed the back of her neck and forced her to tilt her head, and he lowered her and she met it, four equally cold lips touching, followed by a frantic chase.

Tong Ran shook his head everywhere, but the man easily found the tip of his tongue, he leaned in domineeringly, and while entangled with her, he hugged her and pressed directly on the head of the bed.

"Hmm......"

Tong Ran leaned out most of her body, although the man was holding her waist, but at such a glance, she could still clearly see Han Qingqing's pale side face and lifeless hanging eyelashes......

This scene coincided with the photos of Mo Nanjue pressing on Han Qingqing's body in her mind, and the fragrant picture shocked Tong Ran, she clenched her fists and pushed him away almost frantically, "Let go of me!"

The man was in a fit of intoxication, and when he was pushed so hard, the whole person fell backwards, and his left shoulder slammed on the cabinet on the side, making a loud bang!

"Young master!"

The man in black, who had been keeping his head down, hurriedly rushed over and stretched out his hand to support Mo Nanjue, "You're okay, are you?"