As he spoke, he leaned down and touched Tong Ran's forehead, which was still slightly hot, with the back of his hand, "Until you die of shame because you are ashamed of me, do you understand?"

"You-" Tong Ran stared at him with wide eyes, unable to speak for a while.

Please, if she would die of shame because she was ashamed of him, wouldn't Mo Nanjue have to foam at the mouth and bleed to death with convulsions of her hands and feet?

She thought about it, but still didn't say it.

Forget it, she doesn't have the strength to argue with him anyway, and there's no need to talk to a bastard.

One accidentally offended him, and he didn't know how much suffering he had to endure.

……

At dinner, Tong Ran looked at the small bowl of plum porridge in front of him in a daze.

In front of Monanjue, there is a large table of rich Western food.

The menu is complete and has everything you need.

The man took a sip of pre-dinner soup elegantly and looked at her sideways, "What are you doing in a daze?"

“……”

Tong Ran pursed his lips, and it took a long time for a sentence to come out: "I don't really want to drink porridge." ”

When she was a child, she loved to drink porridge very much, and her mother held her every day and sat on her lap, blowing and feeding her, while telling her stories.

Since her mother died, she rarely drank porridge.

"If you don't pretend to be sick, Steward Zhou will prepare porridge for you. Monan Jue said coldly.

Isn't it just a bowl of porridge, this woman needs to look like she is about to cry, he bullied her?

Tong Ran glanced at him, it seemed that it was impossible to communicate with him, so he had to pick up the spoon on the side of the bowl and stir the porridge for a while.

If it weren't for him, would she have become like this herself?

"If you don't want to drink, don't drink. ”

Seeing that she hung her head and didn't say a word, Mo Nanjue suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist, "Come here." ”

"Ah...... It hurts!"

Tong Ran bit his lower lip, covered the back of his hand that had just been dripped, and raised his head angrily, "What are you doing? This is a restaurant, where do you want me to go?!"

Because of the fever, her little face flushed, Mo Nanjue's eyes flashed, he took the bowl and scooped up a spoonful of porridge, and handed it to her lips, "Open your mouth." ”

"......" Tong Ran didn't understand why he was so good all of a sudden, but she must not be used to him feeding her like this, she pursed her lips and turned her head, "I'll do it myself." ”

The man said coldly, "Don't force me to find something to pry your mouth open." ”

"......" is another threat!

Tong Ran pursed his lips reluctantly, but still opened his mouth to drink the porridge he handed over.

It tastes really good...... She is not well yet, so it is just right to drink some porridge.

The man scooped up another spoonful and handed it over.

She glanced up at him, not understanding his behavior, "Why do you suddenly want to feed me?"

Mo Nanjuejun's face was cold, and he didn't raise his eyelids when he heard the words, "If you ask me, I'll tell you." ”

"......" who rarely knows the way!

Tong Ran didn't speak again, the atmosphere in the restaurant suddenly sank, and the man was not annoyed, and fed her all the bowls of porridge to drink.

Mo Nanjue put the empty bowl on the table, Tong Ran wiped the corners of his mouth, and lowered his eyes, "Thank you." ”

"I don't like verbal thanks. ”

"......," when she didn't say it.

"Have a good rest," Monan Jue took a sip of the coffee in front of him and glanced at her, "If you get sick again, I'll peel your skin." ”

Is there any inevitable connection between "......" illness and peeling?!

Tong Ran propped her hands on the edge of the table, she looked down at the smooth marble tabletop, a little stunned, "I want to go back to school." ”

Since Zhilu Dao can't escape, then she must at least strive for what she can fight.

For example, freedom, for example, hope.

Mo Nanjue took a newspaper and looked at it, and didn't even lift his eyelids when he heard the words, "No." ”

"Why can't you do it?" Tong Ran moved back, "I'm a student of Nanyin, so I have to go back to class." ”

She doesn't have the life of such a good man as him, and he has a lot of money to spend every day waiting for him to squander.