"No, am I that delicate?" Tong Ran broke away from his hand, she glanced out the window, and the patches of purple and red showed that night had come, "Monan Jue." ”

"Huh?"

"I want to eat fried buns. ”

The man's brows furrowed, "What is a fried bun?"

"Just take the buns and fry them," Tong Ran said that he must not have eaten them, and she stretched out her hand to point towards the street not far away, "Right there, it is a very famous old shop, and you can buy it when you turn in." ”

"Good. ”

It was also similar to a night market, there was no place to park, the man had to park the car at the intersection, Tong Ran took his arm, "I promise you like to eat too." ”

"It's the same as the last Liangpi?"

"It's definitely better than that. ”

Mo Nanjue raised his eyebrows lightly, noncommittal, he walked over with Tong Ran in his arms, saying that it was a famous old store, but it was actually a small storefront, but there was already a long queue at the door, and many office workers had to buy a few to satisfy their hunger even if they stood for more than ten minutes.

"It's going to be in line," Tong Ran stood at the very end of the line and looked forward, his little face depressed, "It's a long time, I guess it's going to take a long time." ”

Mo Nanjue glanced at it, raised his leg and was about to step forward, "I'll buy it." ”

"Don't," Tong Ran Zhilu said that his so-called purchase was a domineering all-inclusive, and she hurriedly grabbed the man's hand, "Let's line up, everyone has been waiting for so long." ”

The man, despite the displeasure on his face, stopped.

The street was a little cold at night, and there were people standing behind him, and the small street became warm because of this fried bun shop, Tong Ran reached over with both hands to wrap around Mo Nanjue's strong waist, put his little head on his chest, and stomped his feet, "It's so cold." ”

Mo Nanjue hugged her tightly, and his tall body blocked most of the wind and cold for her, "Go back if it's cold." ”

"No, I want to eat," Tong Ran shook his head and grasped his little hands tightly, "It's rare for you to be able to buy something with me." ”

The man's thin lips hooked slightly, "Aren't I with you every day?"

"It's rare like this," Tong Ran raised his head and looked at his handsome face, he was extremely good-looking, his facial features were exquisite, and the temperament between his eyebrows was not good enough, "Mo Nanjue, what do you say is happiness? I think this is happiness, to be able to walk side by side on the street together, no need for anything else, as long as we can hold hands." ”

But Mo Nanjue obviously didn't think so, and he smiled at the corner of his mouth, "The first premise of happiness is sexual happiness." ”

"What do you mean?" she didn't react.

"Tong Ran," Mo Nanjue lowered his head, his thin lips pressed to her ear, and the breath he exhaled was extremely hot, "You say, how long has it been since I wanted you?"

"You ......" There were people standing in front of and behind, Tong Ran's little face turned red instantly when she heard this, and she reached out to push his handsome face away, "Don't be so loud, others will hear it." ”

The smile on the man's lips became more and more evil, and he hugged her domineeringly, "I didn't go in again, where did it come from?"

“……”

This man was really defeated by him, Tong Ran's face was flushed, his eyes swept over his shoulder and around, and at a glance he saw a fortune-telling stall not far away.

She wrinkled her nose and seemed interested.

Monan Jue patted her on the back, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I'll go there and have a look," Tong Ran pulled his hand away, and the corners of his mouth hooked a light smile, "You wait in line for me here." ”

The man didn't ask much, she was rarely in a good mood, and he naturally wouldn't stop her from doing what she wanted to do.