How can he say it at the moment, Tong Ran stared at his face for a long time, and suddenly stretched out his hands and hugged his neck hard, "Mo Nanjue, I thought you didn't want me anymore." ”

Her hands were wrapped very tightly, almost all her body was attached to them, her little face was leaning against his ears, such proximity made Tong Ran feel extremely relieved, the breath sprayed was the only heat a man felt, she bit her lower lip, "I thought you were ...... just now"

She didn't say the last few words, and at that moment of despair was like a quenched poisonous flower piercing into her heart, barren to death, and those who have not experienced it will never understand, Tong Ran hugged it hard, for fear that as soon as he let go, he would disappear.

Mo Nanjue's face rested on her shoulder, the man looked up, the sky had returned to calm, just after he fell, he fell directly into the bottom of the sea, and when he floated up, he saw something fall from above, and rolled down against his side face, he reached out and didn't catch it......

But there was an intuition in his heart that told him that it was a pocket watch.

At least it's a round thing like a pocket watch.

Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes, the things under his eyes were obscure, many things were cruel but gradually clear, and the arm he held around the woman's waist in his arms tightened, "Tong Ran." ”

"What's wrong?" the two of them floated on the sea, and the slightest movement could bring the sound of splashing, and she hugged him tightly, "Monan Jue, how are we going back?"

Mo Nanjue didn't answer, he suddenly grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her away, Tong Ran was stunned, and then he felt that his eyes were dark, and the man's handsome face came up, his thin lips grabbed her fiercely, and the tip of his tongue was domineering into it, and he began to kiss her deeply after sucking her directly.

The sea water rolled into his mouth from time to time with the man's movements, bitter and sour, Tong Ran was dizzy from his kiss, and Mo Nanjue's hand across her waist was on her chest, and he rubbed it a few times on her chest through her clothes.

"Hmm......" Tong Ran pushed his shoulder, "Don't ...... you"

Mo Nanjue didn't listen to her, and pressed the back of her head with a desperate kiss, as if he wanted to swallow her lips, he had never been so crazy, Tong Ran no longer struggled to let him kiss him, after the man's big palm moved away from her chest, Hao's teeth bit down at the corner of her mouth.

Only then did he step back.

Finally free, Tong Ran gasped, she wiped her mouth, and her undulating chest outlined Miaoman's curves, "You ......"

Before the words could be spoken, Mo Nanjue took her into his arms again, the man's thin lips pressed against her ear, and suddenly spoke, "Tong Ran, I won't be able to hold it anymore." ”

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Tong Ran was stunned, and she pushed him away vigorously, "We will definitely be able to get out." ”

"I can't hold it anymore," Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes, "I know my own body. ”

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Tong Ran interrupted him with a loud voice, and when his eyes followed his delicate chin and swept over his left arm, he suddenly felt shocked, the sea water that had been soaked for too long in the two places where he was shot had begun to turn white, and even the blood was no longer rising, she stretched out her hand tremblingly, "Do you hurt here?"

"It doesn't hurt," Mo Nanjue took her outstretched hand, handed it to her thin lips and kissed her fingertips gently, the tip of his tongue swept over her fingertips, "Let me take a good look at you." ”

“……”

Tong Ran raised his eyes to look at him, "Mo Nanjue......"

He wrapped her little hand in the palm of his hand, and the man's eyes were affectionate, "Tong Ran, kiss me again." ”