Mo Nanjue widened, and he really leaned over to bite her.

Tong Ran hurriedly withdrew his arm and hid it behind his back, "You really bit me!"

"Of course, I've always been obedient. ”

“……”

I really didn't see it.

Tong Ran rolled over, her head resting on his arm, her eyes wide, "I've been having nightmares lately. ”

Mo Nanjue's closed peach blossom eyes opened again, "What did you dream of?"

"A lot...... Things when I was a child, what happened after I met you, what happened in the past few months, including my uncle......" Tong Ran suddenly paused, she choked in her throat, turned over, and turned her back to the man.

She subconsciously curled up.

Mo Nanjue was still pillowed on the side of her head with one hand, the man turned over with her, and the other hand stretched out to gently wrap around her waist, Tong Ran's body stiffened obviously, but he did not push him away.

Neither of them spoke again.

Monan Jue buried his head in the socket of her neck, and he inhaled at the tip of his nose, feeling her fragrance.

Tong Ran bit the corner of his mouth.

There was already a Luo Xiao between them, and from now they realized that these two words were pierced between them, and now that Luo Xiao had not completely pulled them out, the three words Luo Tingsong were pierced in again.

No, no, the corners of Mo Nanjue's mouth hooked, he forgot, Han Qingqing still didn't pull it out.

He had to admit that Luo Xiao and Tong Ran didn't come for nothing in the past 21 years, at least Luo Xiao knew Tong Ran better than him, not to mention whether Luo Xiao knew what she liked, but at least Luo Xiao knew very well what Tong Ran was afraid of and cared about, as long as he started, he could accurately stab Tong Ran every time.

stabbing Tong Ran is equivalent to stabbing him Mo Nanjue.

It is often not the murderous enemy who can hurt you, but the person who knows you best.

Luo Xiao grasped nothing more than this, he was able to succeed easily, relying only on those 21 years of trust and understanding, he did not hesitate to destroy the past they had with his own hands, and also pushed Mo Nanjue away from Tong Ran's heart.

What is the picture?

The corners of Mo Nanjue's mouth hooked up with sneer, I'm afraid that even Luo Xiao himself doesn't know what he is trying to do.

He could have watched this scene with a cold eye, Chen An was right, as long as he was willing to dye the child, Luo Xiao would not be able to move him.

But Mo Nanjue was reluctant.

Tong Ran's little hand was clenched into a fist against his nose, and he didn't move, as if he was asleep, Mo Nanjue propped up half of his body, and carefully raised her head and put it back on the pillow.

The man rolled over and got out of bed, changed into a shirt, and opened the door.

The beach was still white, Mo Nanjue put his hands in his pockets, he stood in the wind, his close-fitting shirt outlined his perfect figure, and the man narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze fixed on a certain place on the sea.

She said that she wanted to live here for the rest of her life, but she didn't know that if Mo Nanjue really lived here with her, within two weeks, someone would come to look for her, either looking for it or assassinating her.

Standing at this height, even if you want to retreat, others will not let you live.

The ordinary life that ordinary people are tired of is as difficult as climbing to the sky for him.

Mo Nanjue's delicate chin was raised, he looked at the sky, vaguely revealing some kind of worry, Mo Beiyan's appearance in Rome was no accident, he could be 100% sure that he was definitely going for Luo Xiao.

If Mo Beiyan cared about the money in the Flame Hall, it would be impossible.

Can......

If he really cooperates with Luo Xiao, what is the picture?