"Jue—"

Suddenly, a coquettish voice burst in.

The people around all walked away in amusement.

The woman is wearing a peach-colored miniskirt, and her small face with makeup is charming and mature, which is completely different from the child's dye without makeup.

One is delicate, the other is pure.

Ruan Yilan walked over with a goblet, hooked her exposed white and tender legs, and the whole person sat in the man's arms.

The man hooked her waist and rubbed his big palm back and forth on her.

Tong Ran originally just wanted to ignore it, but the moment he saw the woman, he was slightly stunned.

Ruan Yilan was obviously surprised, she recognized at a glance that the floor-length dress on Tong Ran's body was the latest custom model of the top brand MOSIA!

Only 1 in the world!

Obviously, only Monan Jue can get such clothes.

But why did you wear it on her?

Tong Ran was stunned for a moment and then looked away, Ruan Yilan is her classmate and roommate, with the status of the Ruan family in Jinhai City and the singles created by herself, she became famous in one fell swoop, and now she has signed a contract with Emperor Entertainment, and she has become popular in the past few years, and she is a big celebrity in the entertainment industry.

It's just that the dirtiness and methods behind Ruan Yilan's single, which she wrote alone, are clear to Tong Ran.

Because the real composer of that single was her.

Once a good sister......

Scold.

When the man saw her look away, he felt inexplicably unhappy in his heart, what did she mean by her indifference? Seeing that she was so close to other women, didn't she feel it at all?

This woman is really good at acting!

Mo Nanjue's eyes narrowed, Ruan Yilan boldly reached out to hook his neck, rubbing the red lips of the lip gloss close to the man's thin lips, "Jue, can you go to my place for a drink tonight? You haven't been here for a long time......

Tong Ran felt an inexplicable feeling of nausea, she covered her mouth, got up and was about to walk towards the bathroom.

"Stop. ”

Mo Nanjue called out to her, Tong Ran rolled his eyes, and the man behind him continued: "Go play the piano to help the fun." ”

Does he really have a perverted fetish? Not only does he like to collect CDs with that kind of clips, but he also makes love to women in public, even if he wants her to play the piano for fun?

Should she play a death march?

"Jue, let's do it with me," Ruan Yilan stood up and glanced at Tong Ran with great disdain, "She can't do it." ”

No way?

Ruan Yilan, a person who doesn't go home every night and doesn't practice the piano once a year, actually said that she can't do it?

What a joke!

Tong Ran turned around and walked straight towards the piano in the center, and when he brushed Ruan Yilan's shoulder, he left a sentence that was not light or heavy, "Okay or not, it's not said by mouth." ”

The implication is that let's compare and see.

Ruan Yilan was wearing a pair of seven-centimeter high heels to be as tall as Tong Ran, and she sneered, "Compared with Tong Ran, what qualifications do you have to compare with me? What do you do to compete with me? Why do you compare with me!"

Tong Ran met her gaze without fear, "If you don't dare to compare, just say it." ”

Just such a simple sentence completely blocked Ruan Yilan, "You-"

Mo Nanjue lightly hooked his lips when he heard this, she has a personality, this woman is becoming more and more intriguing.

The stubbornness of not admitting defeat makes people unable to take their eyes off.

Tong Ran sat on the piano bench, her fair and slender fingers stroked the piano inch by inch, the dark blue dress set her temperament and complexion, her movements were beautiful, her shoulders rose and fell with the rhythm of the melody under her hands, the ten fingers were flexible, and the rhythm and rhythm played were naturally extremely moving. "Jue—"

Suddenly, a coquettish voice burst in.

The people around all walked away in amusement.

The woman is wearing a peach-colored miniskirt, and her small face with makeup is charming and mature, which is completely different from the child's dye without makeup.

One is delicate, the other is pure.

Ruan Yilan walked over with a goblet, hooked her exposed white and tender legs, and the whole person sat in the man's arms.

The man hooked her waist and rubbed his big palm back and forth on her.

Tong Ran originally just wanted to ignore it, but the moment he saw the woman, he was slightly stunned.

Ruan Yilan was obviously surprised, she recognized at a glance that the floor-length dress on Tong Ran's body was the latest custom model of the top brand MOSIA!

Only 1 in the world!

Obviously, only Monan Jue can get such clothes.

But why did you wear it on her?

Tong Ran was stunned for a moment and then looked away, Ruan Yilan is her classmate and roommate, with the status of the Ruan family in Jinhai City and the singles created by herself, she became famous in one fell swoop, and now she has signed a contract with Emperor Entertainment, and she has become popular in the past few years, and she is a big celebrity in the entertainment industry.

It's just that the dirtiness and methods behind Ruan Yilan's single, which she wrote alone, are clear to Tong Ran.

Because the real composer of that single was her.

Once a good sister......

Scold.

When the man saw her look away, he felt inexplicably unhappy in his heart, what did she mean by her indifference? Seeing that she was so close to other women, didn't she feel it at all?

This woman is really good at acting!

Mo Nanjue's eyes narrowed, Ruan Yilan boldly reached out to hook his neck, rubbing the red lips of the lip gloss close to the man's thin lips, "Jue, can you go to my place for a drink tonight? You haven't been here for a long time......

Tong Ran felt an inexplicable feeling of nausea, she covered her mouth, got up and was about to walk towards the bathroom.

"Stop. ”

Mo Nanjue called out to her, Tong Ran rolled his eyes, and the man behind him continued: "Go play the piano to help the fun." ”

Does he really have a perverted fetish? Not only does he like to collect CDs with that kind of clips, but he also makes love to women in public, even if he wants her to play the piano for fun?

Should she play a death march?

"Jue, let's do it with me," Ruan Yilan stood up and glanced at Tong Ran with great disdain, "She can't do it." ”

No way?

Ruan Yilan, a person who doesn't go home every night and doesn't practice the piano once a year, actually said that she can't do it?

What a joke!

Tong Ran turned around and walked straight towards the piano in the center, and when he brushed Ruan Yilan's shoulder, he left a sentence that was not light or heavy, "Okay or not, it's not said by mouth." ”

The implication is that let's compare and see.

Ruan Yilan was wearing a pair of seven-centimeter high heels to be as tall as Tong Ran, and she sneered, "Compared with Tong Ran, what qualifications do you have to compare with me? What do you do to compete with me? Why do you compare with me!"

Tong Ran met her gaze without fear, "If you don't dare to compare, just say it." ”

Just such a simple sentence completely blocked Ruan Yilan, "You-"

Mo Nanjue lightly hooked his lips when he heard this, she has a personality, this woman is becoming more and more intriguing.

The stubbornness of not admitting defeat makes people unable to take their eyes off.

Tong Ran sat on the piano bench, her fair and slender fingers stroked the piano inch by inch, the dark blue dress set her temperament and complexion, her movements were beautiful, her shoulders rose and fell with the rhythm of the melody under her hands, the ten fingers were flexible, and the rhythm and rhythm played were naturally extremely moving.