"I'm fine," Monan Jue shook off her hand, "what are you doing here?"

"Why are you acting?" Tong Ran completely ignored his words, and she grabbed his hand again, "Do you have any unavoidable hardships, you sue me, sue me, and we will face it together, okay?"

"What can I do, can't you change your self-inflicted amorous problem?" Mo Nanjue withdrew his hand and inserted it into his pocket, the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were not stained at all, "I think it's funny, it's obviously Luo Xiao's child, and he was forced to become Mo Beiyan, what would happen if Luo Xiao knew about it?"

Tong Ran choked in his throat, "He's dead." ”

"Oh?" a hint of surprise flashed in Mo Nanjue's eyes, but he didn't show it, he walked to the table and sat down, "It's better to die, your family deserves to die, I'll do it myself." ”

Su Qingtian raised her head in shock, "What...... Luo Xiao is dead?"

Monan Jue glanced at her, "Come here." ”

Su Qingtian was stunned, Mo Nanjue stretched out his long arm and dragged her to his lap to sit, he hooked her waist tightly, "Do you want it at night?"

Su Qingtian's mind was full of what he said, I have forgotten, she understands that she is just a chess piece, but ......

Why her? Su Qingtian thought, if she didn't love him, it didn't matter how many plays she played, but on the contrary, she loved him too.

Su Qingtian turned her head sideways, he was obviously hugging her, but a pair of eyes were fixed on Tong Ran, she suddenly felt sad, it turned out that even hugging was based on a false foundation.

Monanjue's thin lips came to her ear, and his voice was sexy and hoarse, "Huh?"

Tong Ran walked over in a few steps, grabbed Su Qingtian's wrist and pulled her away, she propped one hand on the edge of the table, almost touching the tip of his nose, "You can't fool me!"

Mo Nanjue turned his head in disgust and pushed her away, "Why should I lie to you?"

Tong Ran stretched out his hand and pointed at Su Qingtian, "Do you love her?"

Mo Nanjue nodded calmly, "She is my wife, of course I love her." ”

"Do you love me, then?"

"How can I say this, there are so many women who have slept with me, and I have loved them all," Mo Nanjue picked up the teacup and rubbed the rim of the cup with his fingertips, "So, I have loved you, but I have been on you many times." ”

"Do you have anything else to say?" Tong Ran stood still in front of him, and she looked straight into his eyes, "I'll listen, you can say it." ”

"Get out. ”

"What are you going to say next?" Tong Ran didn't move, "Is it that you never loved me, just played with me, what you used to do was just a whim, you were just obsessed with my body, you wouldn't fall in love with a woman like me, something like this," she narrowed her eyes, "Monan Jue, you say, I listen to every word." ”

Mo Nanjue's peach blossom eyes narrowed shallowly, his thin lips hooked but he didn't speak, Tong Ran grabbed his wrist when he saw this, and the tea was sprinkled on his body, "You love me, isn't this enough for you to tell me the truth?" she choked in her throat, "Isn't it life and death, isn't it so difficult to face together?"

Yes, Mo Nanjue sneered, but it was life and death, and it might not be difficult to face it together, but if it was heaven and earth, why bother with it?

He stood up with a smile, "Then are you willing to be my fourth room?"

Tong Ran's eyes were stinged, and she raised her head, "I do." As long as you don't leave me, I'm willing!"

"But I don't want to," Mo Nanjue's palm fell on her shoulder, "I don't want you to make me four rooms, because I think you're dirty." ”