In other words, he didn't actually want to kill her, but just wanted to scare her?

Thinking like this, Tong Ran inexplicably felt a little more comfortable in his heart.

But......

Wait, no!

He scared her in such a way that could scare people to death, that's the most hateful point, right?!

If she was scared to death in mid-air, would he still be able to summon him back to Hades?

He's not a summoning beast!

Birds ~ beasts are almost the same!

Yes, she must not think of this man as too beautiful and kind, he is a wolf in the skin of a handsome man!

Bloodthirsty wolf in the night!

Rejecting this idea, Tong Ran began to study the film that hung in the air again.

"Who the hell invented it, it's so smart......"

Looking at it, she still didn't understand.

Tong Ran muttered in her mouth, her front foot had just walked back to the place where she had just fallen, and her back foot had not yet stepped down, only to feel a strong momentum coming towards her from above obliquely, she turned her head and subconsciously reached out to block-

In the next moment, a figure quickly slid down from the fifth floor of the villa and pounced directly on her!

Before she could react, the man put his arms around her and rolled down the fluffy carpet together!

"Ahhh

Tong Ran screamed loudly, and in a whirlwind, she only felt that her strong arms were tightly wrapped around her thin waist, and she was so frightened that she hurriedly reached out to push, "Don't catch me—you have to grab Mo Nanjue!"

Suddenly, the tumbling stopped.

Tong Ran exhaled heavily, brushed away the long hair on his face with his hand, and when he saw it, it was a handsome face with evil charm and charm!

She...... She's ...... now.

She actually sat on Monanjue?!

And his big hands are still firmly grasping her thighs.

What kind of posture is this?!

And, what did he do to slip down from above to scary?!

"You just said that there is a ghost, and said, don't catch you, catch me?" The man pinched her thighs with both hands, and his long body was lying on the blanket, and the white fluff was reflected on the side of his handsome face, as if there was a fatal charm in it, "Tong Ran, you are all mine, if you catch me, do you still have a reason to stay alone?"

When the words fell, he seemed to deliberately drag out the end of the word.

It's as if it's reminding her.

She is his, even if he is tired of playing with her, she doesn't want to deny it!

If he is going to fall into hell one day, then the first person he will hold will definitely be her!

There is an old saying that life is not the same as death, but he Mo Nanjue doesn't think so.

What he thinks is that life will be the same, and death will be the same!

She climbed into his bed and wanted to go down, depending on whether he was happy or not.

"Who said I was yours?" Tong Ran frowned, and reached out to pat the man's hand on his leg, "I'm not yours, I'm my own!"

The man's eyes narrowed when he heard this, and he asked, "Then who are you from?"

Tong Ran was instantly asked, she habitually wrinkled her nose, "Who am I from......?"

Whose?

She really didn't know what to do...... Why did she think about such an esoteric question?!

After thinking about it, Tong Ran waved his hand irritably, snapped, and slapped the back of the man's hand directly, "Don't talk about it anymore, it won't be yours anyway!

Never?

This woman is really ...... Dare to say anything.

Mo Nanjue's brows furrowed, and the hand covering her thigh grabbed the thin waist that was not in her hand, and with a force, he turned over and pressed her under him!