"Who are you!"

The man's deep, magnetic voice rang in his ears.

Tong Ran was startled, and the man spoke up again: "What's your name?"

Tong Ran bit his lip, and with one hand he had already touched the dagger on his waist.

"Don't go, go pour me another glass!"

It turned out to be a dream talk!

This man is really domineering, he can't even dream about others!

Tong Ran moved his body, but he couldn't move at all.

The weight of the man's body completely covered her, and Mo Nanjue leaned over to the top of her head and rubbed it gently, the fresh fragrance of hair filled her nose, as if the smell of wine had dissipated a little.

He seemed to hook his lips with satisfaction, his slender legs were lifted down casually, the quilt was lifted by him, but he just wrapped both of them in it, Tong Ran only felt that her eyes were suddenly dark, she was startled, and subconsciously stretched out her hand and waved -

Boom!

The silk sheet was too slippery, and with a wave of her so, the whole quilt rolled directly from the bed to the ground, Tong Dye was underneath, and the weight of the man pressed directly on her, and she was almost crushed, "cough, cough...... Bastard, get up!"

Mo Nanjue was drunk, he didn't move, a slender arm stretched out from the quilt and put it on the ground, his handsome face half rested on her shoulder, and he seemed to be asleep again.

What the hell? She actually used him as a cushion!

Syllable!

Tong Ran bit his lower lip, and then without hesitation, he raised his hand and slapped him on the face!

Mo Nanjue's sword eyebrows twisted slightly, and five red palm prints immediately appeared on his delicate handsome face.

Tong Ran carefully observed his expression, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he was sure that he would not wake up. When she withdrew her hand, she looked at it, this man was really good-looking, his delicate facial features seemed to be carefully carved, and the sharpness and temperament between her eyebrows were just right, not a little more.

Hmph, what's the use of being handsome?

Tong Ran pursed her lips, her heart said that this kind of man with perfect skin is not a good thing, she reached out and pushed his shoulder hard, "Get up, it's so heavy......"

The man is slender and strong, she can't push him, Tong Ran is so angry, do you have to wait for him to wake up before she can move?

Isn't that equivalent to being arrested directly?!

She gritted her teeth in anger, staring at his handsome sleeping face, her heart became more and more unhappy, and she raised her hand to slap again!

Syllable!

As soon as this palm was shaken, she didn't have time to withdraw her sore hand, but she was grabbed by the man violently, "Don't move!"

Tong Ran was shocked, it was too bad, woke him up?

She hurriedly held her breath and moved her wrist, "Hey?"

Mo Nanjue's eyes narrowed slightly, and when he heard the voice, his hand loosened, and he suddenly wrinkled his brows, and the big hand holding her wrist waved violently, "Get out!"

“……”

What kind of moody temper does this man have?!

Tong Ran rubbed his aching wrist, and his shoulder arched twice towards his shoulder, "Hey, hey!"

The man was silent again.

She gritted her teeth, there was no way to go on like this, he would wake up at any moment, or a servant would come in...... She was completely dead.

Tong Ran glanced at the pillow that had rolled down to the side, his eyes rolled, and he couldn't help it...... That's all there is to it.

It took her a lot of effort to grab the pillow over, and it took a lot of effort to pull out her other hand, and then she grabbed both sides of the pillow with both hands and covered it directly on the handsome face of the man next to her!

"Hmm-"

Hearing the man's muffled snort, Tong Ran hurriedly relieved her strength, but she didn't dare to let go, she controlled the strength of the pillow to cover her face, waiting for his reaction.