Zanghai City.

Mo Nanjue and Tong Ran didn't stay long, they only played in Zanghai City for less than two days, and when they left, the old woman gave her the piece.

Tong Ran held the jade pendant in his hand, it was obviously cold to the touch, but it was as hot as fire.

Tong Ran hesitated for a long time, and finally handed the death notice to Uncle Wang, hoping that he would find an appropriate time to talk to the old woman.

She still couldn't face this sad moment.

When he returned to the car, Mo Nanjue closed the car door, and saw Tong Ran sitting there with his head down, his shoulders shaking slightly, "What are you doing?"

Tong Ran turned his face away, not wanting him to see it, "It's nothing." ”

Such a heavy nasal voice, and said nothing.

Mo Nanjue reached out and pulled her shoulders over, seeing that her eyes were already sobbing red, he frowned, and vigorously wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "It's okay to cry nonsense." ”

"You're hurting me!"

"Don't move!" Mo Nanjue's eyes were cold, and he grabbed her shoulder and didn't let go, "If you dare to cry again in the future......

"Are you going to break my legs?" Tong Ran took his words, and she raised her head, "Mo Nanjue, have you only been gentle with me for a few days?"

The man pulled out a tissue to wipe her face, "Isn't a few days enough?"

"Don't be without a few days of tenderness! The contrast between before and after is too obvious!"

"That's good, I'll kill you in the future. ”

"You-"

Tong Ran pushed him away vigorously and turned his body around, "If I die in the future, you will definitely regret not being gentle...... Ahh

Syllable!

Mo Nanjue lifted her body and slapped her buttocks hard, and Tong Ran's whole person shrank to the side, "What are you doing!"

"You want to try another nonsense?"

“……”

Tong Ran stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, but he cried even more fiercely, and suddenly yelled, "I can't live this day!"

Mo Nanjue smiled dumbly, he put one hand on the seat, and tapped it for a while, "Do you want to divorce me next?"

Tong Ran glared at him, "We're not married yet!"

"Then you can't leave. ”

"Shouldn't you take the opportunity to propose at this time?" Tong Ran suddenly turned his head and happened to meet the man's black yao's pupils, "Don't you want to marry me?"

"I didn't say I didn't want to. ”

"Then you didn't think about it. ”

"Okay, then you can marry me. ”

"Such a perfunctory ......" Tong Ran frowned, his eyes showed obvious scrutiny, staring at him for a long time, "Are you afraid that if you marry me, you won't be able to do it with your first girlfriend in the Americas?"

“……”

Mo Nanjue turned around, putting his hands on the steering wheel, "Tong Ran, you are really getting more and more crooked, can a woman say this word casually?"

"Isn't that what you often say?"

"That's because I can you," Monan Jue gave her a cold look, "Can you me?"

"You can me, and you can also your first girlfriend. ”

“……”

Mo Nanjue didn't bother to talk to her, he started the car, only stepped on the accelerator under his feet, and suddenly leaned over his shoulder with a small head, he paused, and his arm naturally grabbed it.

Tong Ran nestled on his chest, her eyes narrowed slightly, "Mo Nanjue, did you say we would all die?"

"Of course," the man's mouth curled into a smile, "don't worry, I'll die behind you." ”

"Don't," Tong Ran stretched out his hand to hug his waist, "If I die, how can I be sure that you will carry me to the young and beautiful girl?"