“……”

What's the problem?

Tong Ran turned his face aggrieved, "I don't know!"

Mo Nanjue reached out and grabbed her chin, and he leaned over with a cold face, "You actually let your son touch you at home every day?"

"When did my son touch me?" Tong Ran slapped his hand away, "Do you think he's you?"

"You admit that I touch you every day?"

"Lord Monan!"

“……”

Mo Nanjue had to admit that he couldn't look directly when he heard his name now, thinking of what Chenchen asked him...... Touch ~ Milk sister?!

Depend on!

Tong Ran pushed him away and walked forward, "I'll go sleep in the basement." ”

Monan Jue raised his eyebrows and did not move.

Tong Ran walked all the way to the door, and when his hand touched the doorknob, he still turned around, "Won't you pull me?"

“……”

The corners of Monanjue's mouth hooked, "Go ahead, there is a bed in the basement." ”

Tong Ran was stunned when he heard this, and suddenly rushed over, Mo Nanjue thought that she was going to run into his arms and make a coquette, he hooked his lips and stood up straight for her to pounce on directly-

Unexpectedly, Tong Ran walked like a fly, grabbed the pillow on the bed and hit him, "Mo Nanjue!

Mo Nanjue was stunned, Tong Ran pushed him towards the wall, but the man grabbed his wrist, she gritted her teeth, "You let go of me!"

"Are you embarrassed to beat me?" Mo Nanjue pulled her to his side, he lowered his head and looked at her, "My son touches you every day and I haven't settled accounts with you, but you tell me, why is he so sexy?!"

Tong Ran was almost impressed by him, "Mo Nanjue, who is the most colorful?!"

"If you don't touch him, will he be so?

"Inherit me?Will I be sexual?!" Tong Ran rolled his eyes and almost passed out, "When did I touch him?"

"Otherwise, how would he say anything to me...... Your left breast is softer than your right?!"

"Then don't listen to it!"

"Tong Dye!"

"What for?!"

"Can you tell me another word and try it?!"

The two roared back and forth, and in the end they lost their strength, gasping for breath and glaring at each other, but neither of them would admit defeat first.

How long is there ...... Didn't quarrel like this?

Yes...... Four years, right?

Tong Ran's eyebrows and eyes are soft, she knows better than anyone else, and only in front of this man will she have such a hysterical and disregard for her image, and she will only continue to endure her feelings for others.

Isn't this the best way to love someone?

She suddenly stretched out her hand and hugged his sturdy waist in front of her, Tong Ran lowered her head, and pressed her side face against his beating heart.

is alive.

He didn't die.

In the past four years, everyone has been suing her that Mo Nanjue is dead, and every day you can see and report on his death, saying that his bones are gone, and he will sink to the bottom of the sea forever in this life, and he will not see the light of day......

But she didn't believe it, she knew that he would definitely not die, at least not leave her to die alone.

What did he say? He said-

Tong Dye, you dye my fingers, I want you for the rest of my life.

With this sentence, Tong Ran deceived herself to survive the past four years, and she was waiting all the time, waiting for the day he came back......

Sure enough, her man wouldn't lie to her, she really waited.

She didn't lose, he was still her Monan Jue......

Tong Ran stood on tiptoe, leaned over to his thin lips and pecked lightly, "Mo Nanjue, thank you for coming back......"

The man's body froze, and the anger in his heart dissipated instantly.