"Really, then what do you mean?" Mo Nanjue grabbed her and pressed her against the wall next to her, and the whole person pressed up, "Do you feel sorry for her?

What the hell did this woman think of him?!

Why does she have to carry other people's feelings on herself?!

He said it precisely and straightforwardly, and the man in black standing next to him pretended not to hear, although they hated Tong Ran very much, but listening to her sobbing voice, they were unconsciously a little worried.

It can be seen how sad she cried.

Suddenly his back hit the cold wall, and Tong Ran almost screamed, "Mo Nanjue, you let go of me!"

"What, you're afraid that she will suddenly wake up and see?" The man did not let go, but lowered his head to her cheek, "afraid that she will see me pressing against you?"

"Lord Monan, you-"

"Say, don't you want me to touch you just because she loves me?"

"Let go of me!"

"Say!" Mo Nanjue turned her face, and the woman's small chin was pinched out by him with a red mark, which was particularly eye-catching, "Tong Ran, let me tell you, if you don't say it today, I will ask you for you on the bed where she is lying!

"You-"

"Say!"

"Yes!" Tong Ran gasped, she cried out in a broken voice, "She loves you, she loves you so much, Monan Jue, how do you want me to face you?" I felt uncomfortable when I thought that you had pressed on her, and when I thought that she had kissed you, I felt trembling all over...... I can't help it, I really can't accept ......"

That feeling is even more unbearable than Ling Chi!

She was chilling, it was obviously a cool weather, but sweat was pouring out of her forehead, bit by bit, making her feel like she was immersed in an ice cellar.

"Do you admit it?" Mo Nanjue lowered his head, the tip of his nose touched her, he could clearly touch the mist under the woman's eyes, he pressed step by step, vowing her to accept himself, "Tong Ran, you are finally willing to admit that you feel sorry for me? You have me in your heart, you care about me, you love me!, right?!"

"I didn't!" she subconsciously retorted, "Monan Jue, you let go of me, you let go!"

"If you don't have me in your heart, who loves me, why should you care?"

Tong Ran's legs kept kicking, she couldn't think of any words to refute him at this time, but her heart was extremely chaotic, she shook her head desperately, and her lips bit out a circle of deep tooth marks, "Don't come near me, you madman, you go!

She's nothing, nothing, she doesn't care, she doesn't care about anything......

Mo Nanjue's personality has always been domineering, so naturally it is impossible to let go of her, the man turned around, put his arm around her thin waist and pushed her to the cabinet next to the bed, "Tong Ran, don't you say it?"

"What do you want to do?" Tong Ran bit his lower lip and watched his movements in horror, suddenly realizing that next to them was the bed where Han Qingqing was lying, "You let go of me!

He clearly wanted to watch her uncomfortable, watching her struggle between Han Qingqing and him......

"If I let you go, do you want to keep this mustard for the rest of your life?" Mo Nanjue pressed his knee against the right side of her lower abdomen, making her unable to turn around, "Tong Ran, if I don't ask or don't tell, you and I have to have a Han Qingqing in the middle of your life, right?"