"Whoever dares to knock on the door again will either roll in and use firewood or roll down for me!"

“……”

There was no sound outside the door.

The man irritably kicked open the bathroom door, threw Tong Ran directly into the bathtub filled with hot water, and then stepped in.

Tong Ran barely had time to react, Mo Nanjue had already controlled her, and the small kisses could not be said to fall on her body gently, and the movements were again and again, as if she was going to smash her.

The master bedroom was filled with firelight, and the water in the bath was slender, and small moans and moans overflowed from the woman's lips, turning the mist of the pool into pink.

At the moment of reaching the pinnacle of the extreme, the man's arms pressed her thin waist to make her fit her more closely, and her heart throbbed inexplicably, and she had to admit that for a moment, he really wanted a child that belonged to him and her......

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After the bathroom Huan~ After love, Mo Nanjue got up and took a shower and went out, Tong Ran didn't have to think about it to know that he must have been grounded again.

Anyway, freedom is just a word for her.

This man is a bird ~ beast!

Dressed in comfortable loungewear and her hair half-dry, Tong Ran sat at the head of the bed with her knees crossed, watching the servants clean the half-burned curtains and the blackened soft sofa......

Every time, Monan Jue was angry at her, it was like this.

Last time, it crashed a Bugatti Veal, and this time it almost burned down the master bedroom......

Next time, do you want to blow up the Emgrand Dragon Garden directly......

Nan Nan also lay pitifully on the TV stand, looking at the place where she used to like to nest the most, and was carried out like this.

The servants cleaned up for a long time, replaced the sheets, quilt covers, and furniture, and then returned.

Mo Nanjue has always been like this, what he doesn't want, will be replaced in minutes.

Women are the same for him.

Tong Ran stood at the door with Nan Nan in his arms, looking at the brand-new furniture and ornaments in the room, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

When did she become so sentimental......

The back of her hand was licked by her little tongue, and Nan Nan nestled in her arms obediently, as if she was in a bad mood, and flatteringly bit her cuffs and meowed.

Tong Ran put away his emotions, smiled and rubbed its head, and turned to go downstairs.

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Until dinner time, Monan Jue did not return.

Tong Ran naturally didn't feel strange, according to Mo Nanjue's temper, he probably won't come back tonight.

After dinner, she hugged her laptop and snuggled up on the sofa to surf the Internet.

Although her left hand can no longer play the piano, she often clicks on some music recitals, and dreams that can no longer be touched, listen to them, and it is also beautiful.

Just as she was browsing the web, Steward Zhou stepped forward and handed her the cordless phone: "Miss Tong, the young master is looking for you." ”

Looking for her?

Tong Ran frowned, and took the phone a little reluctantly, "What's the matter?"

“……”

"Hello?"

“……”

"If you don't speak, I'll hang up. "This man is all boring?!

"That's the way you talk to me?" At the other end, the man's cold voice finally came, "Tong Ran, haven't you done enough in the bathroom in the morning?"

“……”

Tong Ran was completely speechless, so he had to respectfully ask, "Mr. Mo, may I ask you to call me, do you have any instructions?"