As he spoke, he prepared to get his hand into her blouse.

Tong Ran was thin-skinned, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly pulled him, "Mo Nanjue!"

The man's thin lips were slightly hooked, he knew that her physical condition was unstable, no matter how much he couldn't help it, it was impossible to touch her at this time, Mo Nanjue turned over and pressed his cheek against her lower abdomen, "I'm teasing you, am I someone who would do that kind of thing?"

"......" isn't it?

Tong Ran glanced at him, her eyes fell on his hair that was not completely dry, and she arched her legs, "I'll go get a towel." ”

The man's handsome face was facing inward, obviously closing his eyes, "What are you doing?"

"Wipe your hair. ”

Mo Nanjue raised his head lightly when he heard this, Tong Ran brought a clean white towel, she lay down again, and the man was still pillowed on her lap, "Look at you, your hair is wet." ”

Tong Ran took the towel and gently wiped his hair, Mo Nanjue raised his hand to wrap his arms around her waist, and turned over restlessly, "I'm uncomfortable." ”

"What's the discomfort?"

The man opened his eyes, "Do you want to see it?"

“……”

Tong Ran's hand wiped his hair, the black light in his eyes couldn't be more obvious, she didn't want to press his head back on her lap, "Don't look!"

Her slender fingers shuttled through his short dark brown hair, the man's hair was of good quality, even if it was half-dry, it was still stylish, Tong Ran carefully wiped him inch by inch with a towel, and Mo Nanjue suddenly spoke, "I remember the last time you blew my hair, it was in the Imperial Dragon Garden." ”

Tong Ran glanced at him, "You haven't blown it to me." ”

When the man heard this, the corners of his mouth hooked up and he didn't miss any opportunity, "Then blow now, how do you want to blow it?" Do you blow it for me, or will I blow it for you? Or will we blow it to each other?"

“……”

Blow your head!

Tong Ran could naturally understand what he meant by blowing, and she threw the towel on his handsome face, "Monan Jue!"

"Shout more," the man leaned forward, his face pressed against her lower abdomen through his clothes, "I like to hear you call me." ”

Tong Ran smiled lightly at the corner of her mouth, her slender hand fell on his short hair, and stroked it for him one by one, and the man snorted comfortably, "The technique is good." ”

"Of course. ”

"Have you ever blown Luo Xiao's hair?"

She doesn't hide, "blown." ”

Mo Nanjue's brows furrowed when he heard this, he suddenly propped up his upper body with one hand, and stared at her with dark eyes, "How did I find out that everything you did to me was done to Luo Xiao?"

Tong Ran didn't know what kind of vinegar he was eating, "What are the things?"

"That's what you did to me. ”

"No, I didn't. ”

"You dare to name one?"

Tong Ran thought for a moment, "I haven't kissed him." ”

"Not once?"

"I haven't kissed ......"

The man chased after him, "Kissed in the face?"

“…… I kissed it when I was a child. ”

Monanjue leaned over suddenly, biting both of her cheeks.

"Ahh

The man's eyes sank, "Nan Nan also bit your face?"

"Nan Nan often licks my ......"

Mo Nanjue's face darkened, turned over and lay down again, still facing inward, his face was close to her lower abdomen, this posture made the man feel inexplicably comfortable.

It seems, to be able to catch something.

Tong Ran pursed his lips and smiled at his jealous appearance, didn't say anything, and still gently smoothed his hair with both hands.

"Monan Jue, you say, maybe after many years, I can still wipe your hair like this?"