Under the slender five fingers of Mo Nanjue, he held her in the palm of his hand, and never let her suffer after living together, Tong Ran was completely stubborn with him, and he would not miss a word, and he could be half angry when he made trouble.

Can ...... now

Mo Nanjue has an indescribable feeling in his heart, he has never thought of changing her, what she likes, she will continue to be what she likes, this is her vivid, full of vitality.

But what he didn't know was that in fact, stubbornness and Sapo were also treated separately, she could show her teeth and claws at him, but not at others.

That's the difference between loving and not loving.

Tong Ran kept hanging her head after saying that, she didn't move, the man didn't write, and the faint atmosphere spread between the two, even the moonlight softened.

After a while, she raised her head and wrote: [Why don't you speak?]

[I'm waiting for you to speak. 】

[I just said that.] 】

She looked at him as she finished writing.

Mo Nanjue stared at her eyes, her eyes were clear, with an unconcealable sourness, and the man raised his hand: [You know what you say, I can't hear it. 】

Tong Ran raised her hand paused, she bit her lower lip, and raised her hand to write the sentence she had just said.

Mo Nanjue expected her thoughts, and writing it was more painful than saying it, he suddenly stood up, Tong Ran was stunned, then withdrew his hand, and also stood up.

The two of them looked down at the same time, only to find that almost half of the glass windows were covered with words.

Mo Nanjue stood sideways, Tong Ran saw his left hand covered with blood, her eyes widened, "Your hand ......"

She thumped the glass window and pointed over.

The man winked and put his hands behind his back, "It's okay." ”

He shook his head, but Tong Ran saw it clearly, the wound was definitely a knife wound, she frowned, wanted to grab his hand and ask, but then she found out how inconvenient, she raised her hand to write, but found that there was no place to write.

She turned and ran to the glass window on the other side, only to find that the glass was smooth, and how could she write on it?

Tong Ran suddenly felt at a loss, she looked anxiously left and right, and couldn't think of any other way......

Mo Nanjue stood sideways and didn't move, he gritted his teeth, the waves rolled in his body, wave after wave from his heart, tearing pain, obviously, the poisonous powder on the wall was not so simple.

It took a while for the drug to start attacking.

Tong Ran saw that he didn't move, so she hurriedly walked over, she couldn't write, so she had to reach out and pound the glass window, "Mo Nanjue?"

Monan pursed his thin lips, he took a deep breath and turned around.

Tong Ran looked at his pale handsome face, and became more and more anxious, "You're going to have poisonous hair, aren't you?

Mo Nanjue shook his head, his steps floated in vain, "I'm fine. ”

Tong Ran couldn't understand what he was talking about, she was so anxious that she vaguely guessed something, "Mo Nanjue, how did you get in......"

She was so anxious that she almost opened her mouth to bite the glass window open.

Cold sweat broke out on the man's forehead, he didn't raise his hand to wipe it, Tong Ran looked at the tears that were about to gush out again, if he was really poisonous, what should he do......

The despair of extinction spread from all around, Tong Ran looked left and right, really hoping to get out, even if she broke a hand and a leg, she would climb out of the herd......

"Lord Monan!"

She roared like a beast in her throat, her eyes red staring at his face, and when Monan Jue saw this, she reached out and pulled her leather coat open, and inside was a pure white linen shirt.

Tong Ran didn't understand what he was going to do.

Mo Nanjue raised his injured hand and wrote five words on the shirt on his chest with the blood from his fingertips: [Don't cry, I'm fine. 】