He sat in the position of an illegitimate son for Lord Monan for seventeen years, and everyone is still looking at him with the eyes of an illegitimate child, isn't this enough?!

Mo Beiyan's eyes were dark, his bewitching eyes revealed blood, he turned around and picked up Tong Ran from the edge of the bed, "You call it again?!"

Tong Ran frowned, this posture was very uncomfortable in her lower abdomen, she waved her hands, "I know it's wrong......"

Mo Beiyan pulled her in front of him, and he leaned over to meet her eyes, "You can see clearly, I'm not Mo Nanjue." ”

"I know, I know ......" Tong Ran nodded violently, "Monan Jue, I know you're angry......"

Mo Beiyan: "......"

He felt that he was really crazy, what to say to a woman with a high fever that would not go away?!

Mo Beiyan let go of his hand, Tong Ran's body slid down, he was blocked in his heart, he raised his legs and left, and when he came to the door, he still turned around and came back to pull her up and throw her on the bed.

Tong Ran lay curled up, her white and round shoulders exposed at the ripped open collar, she whimpered, and her mouth was still talking nonsense.

"Women are trouble!" Mo Beiyan twisted his eyebrows, he pulled the quilt to cover Tong Ran, and dialed the family doctor.

……

When Tong Ran woke up again, it was already early in the morning of the third day.

She opened her eyes with difficulty, her whole body hurt as if she had been crushed, and her arms were so heavy that she couldn't lift them.

The door of the room was pushed open, and the maid walked in with a plate and a bowl of soup and medicine inside, "Miss Tong, you are awake." ”

Tong Ran frowned, and the maid came over to help her up, "You drink this first." ”

Tong Ran opened his mouth, his throat hoarse, "This is ......"

"It's a tonic, you have signs of threatened miscarriage, you need to make up more," the maid didn't know, she took a pillow and put it behind Tong Ran, "These are all ordered by Mr. Mo." ”

Mr. Mo?Tong Ran raised his head suddenly, "Which Mr. Mo?"

The maid picked up the porcelain bowl and prepared to feed her medicine, "Which other Mr. Mo can there be?"

Bang!

Tong Ran lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed, the medicine in the maid's hand was knocked over to the ground, and she was busy pulling her, "You can't get out of bed......

Tong Ran had already run out of the room.

She was barefoot, wearing a long pure white nightdress, and Tong Ran all the way down from the room, shouting as she ran, "Monan Jue?"

The villa was empty, there were few people, Tong Ran held the stairs and rushed down, and when he turned the corner, he saw a person standing on the balcony.

The man stood against the railing, his pure black bathrobe wrapped around his tall and slender figure, his hands folded, his slightly bent back covering the burgundy hair.

Tong Ran's eyes lit up, she rushed over in a few steps and opened the door of the balcony, "Mo Nanjue!"

The cigarette butt in Mo Beiyan's hand shook, the sparks burned to his fingertips, he hissed and shook it off, and when he straightened up, his waist was tightly wrapped.

Tong Ran's little face was buried in his sturdy back, "I thought you were gone." ”

Again.

Mo Beiyan's handsome face turned cold, he pulled Tong Ran's hand, turned around and pinched her chin, "Ran Ye, you can see clearly, am I Mo Nanjue or who?"

Tong Ran was stunned, she raised her head, the face in her pupils continued to expand, and her burgundy broken hair was extremely dazzling, "You ......"

Mo Beiyan reached out and patted her face, he was very hard, and half of her cheeks were red, "Go on, why haven't I left yet, let's cry and listen?"