Mo Nanjue pinched her chin coldly, "Are you still going to hide it from me?, are you going to hide and cry in the toilet alone?!"

"It hurt......s," Tong Ran puffed out his face, "I won't! I'm not a son!"

"If you were my son, I'll beat you to death!" Mo Nanjue put his arm around her waist and picked her up, "Don't move!"

Tong Ran leaned her head on his shoulder and didn't dare to move, so Mo Nanjue carried her to the bathroom and gently placed her on the pool platform.

He ripped off a towel, wet it and wrung it out.

Tong Ran sat on the side and watched his skillful movements, his eyes were slightly moist, Mo Nanjue straightened up and grabbed her face, "Open your mouth." ”

Tong Ran obediently opened her mouth, the corners of her mouth cracked, and a trace of blood seeped out, Mo Nanjue's sword eyebrows were furrowed, and the towel in her hand was lightly tapped on her wound, "Does it hurt?"

He still couldn't keep his voice down......

Tong Ran shook his head, in fact, it was false to say that it didn't hurt...... In fact, she has always felt that being slapped is the most painful, and it hurts in her heart when she is slapped in the face.

Hands can also hurt......

In the past, in South Africa, she beat Luo Xiao every day, didn't she hurt?

She was also in pain, it hurt......

Mo Nanjue pinched her chin, saw the mist in her eyes, and knew that this stupid woman must be sad, he lowered his head, and kissed her lips greedily with thin lips, "Don't cry." ”

Before the words fell, a warm liquid spread between his lips and teeth, Mo Nanjue only felt that his chest was beaten hard, he stretched out the tip of his tongue, and gently ****ed the wound at the corner of her mouth......

He couldn't see her cry the most.

He has never been afraid of anything in his life, but she can't stand it, can't see it, and can't help it......

He couldn't stand her calling his name, she couldn't bear it, she couldn't bear it, she couldn't see it when she cried, she couldn't help laughing at him, she was there, and he couldn't let go of it......

The man's movements were very light, the tip of his tongue swept over her wound, as if it could really relieve the pain, Tong Ran sobbed, she hugged his neck, "Mo Nanjue......"

Monan Jue stepped back lightly.

He put his hands around her waist and wouldn't let her hold him.

"I'm sorry. ”

He whispered suddenly.

Tong Ran was stunned, she hurriedly stretched out to hug him, "What are you talking nonsense......

People who say they're sorry...... It's her.

It's because she has such a family that she has a family that affects her...... Tong Ran knew that it was meaningless, and knew that it shouldn't be ...... But she still couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, she and Su Qingtian were both Su Lan's daughters, why was she so biased?

Is it because Su Lan said that she was taken care of by Luo Xiao when she was a child, but Su Qingtian didn't have anything?

When she was a child, she stayed with Monan Jue, and even if they didn't see each other often, this was something she never dreamed of......

That's not a reason at all......

Tong Ran thought, maybe her father is not her mother and she doesn't love her in this life, she is not qualified to have family affection, except for Mo Nanjue, she really has nothing......

The son was also brought to her by him, and all her qiē was given by him...... Her world was a blank slate except for him.

He held up her entire sky, igniting every moment of her life.

She didn't dare to think that if she lost him, would she still be able to live?

Can't you...... If there was a day, she would rather die.

Tong Ran's outstretched hand waved wildly, the man didn't want her to hug her, but seeing her like this and reluctant, he let go of the hand holding her, Tong Ran hugged him all of a sudden, she touched his cheek, "Mo Nanjue......"