Chen An hurriedly reached out to tug his arm, but Mo Nanjue raised his head, his eyes were scarlet, and blood slid down the corners of his forehead.

"Hurt?" Chen An raised his hand to touch his head, but was waved away by the man, his hoarse voice was extremely low, "Don't touch me." ”

"Do you think I love to touch you?" Chen Anzhi said that he had no strength at this time, so he simply held his hand, he reached out to brush away his soaked short hair, and found a small wound, so he breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay, it's not a big deal, it's no problem to eliminate the poison." ”

Mo Nanjue choked in his throat, he pulled out his stuck legs, and got out of the car with a vague step, Chen An glanced at it, the entire Bugatti Weihang had completely crashed and deformed, and it was estimated that it was useless.

Tyrannical Creature ......

Mo Nanjue put his hands in his pockets, the blood on Jun's face was diluted by the rain, and the wound hurt slightly, the man didn't care, he walked to the railing that was destroyed, and stood still.

Chen An followed, at this time the torrential rain was still pouring, and the two of them were soaked, he raised his hand and pointed downward, "Can you still be more violent?" Damn, if I hadn't hit you in time, it would have been you who fell." ”

Mo Nanjue didn't speak, he narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the river below, the rain dripping down his chin.

Chen An said again, "Let me tell you, I didn't buy that Porsche for long......"

"Again, you'll be the next one to fall. ”

“……”

Chen An stopped his voice, he followed his line of sight, and suddenly spoke, "Jue, don't blame yourself too much...... That's not your fault. ”

Monan Jue didn't speak.

Chen An reached out to hold his shoulder, only to find that his shoulder was also wounded, he withdrew his hand, "I think, Tong Ran won't blame you even if he knows the truth, after all, Tong Minghai was also at fault at that time, and that woman has been killed by Mo Beiyan, which can be regarded as avenging her parents......"

"Maybe," the corners of Mo Nanjue's mouth curled, but he couldn't laugh, "If she blames me, I can't blame her." ”

Chen An looked at his side face, "Are you willing to stab you if she wants to stab you?"

The man nodded, "Ken." ”

“……”

Chen An pursed his lips and stopped speaking, Mo Nanjue suddenly squatted down, he knelt on one knee, reached out and touched the uneven ground, his voice was extremely soft, "I just don't want her to hurt." ”

Chen An was shocked, and he also squatted down, "Jue, I think Tong Ran will definitely understand......"

"Even if I can't protect her, I don't want her to hurt me. Mo Nanjue clasped his hands tightly, his perfect side face drooped, and the sorrow in the corners of his eyes blurred on the tips of his eyebrows.

Chen An didn't say anything, just held his shoulder, and the rain kept falling, and the raindrops grazed the man's eyes, mixed with drops of tears.

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South Africa.

Tong Ran sat on the edge of the window, Nan Nan circled around her feet, she was not in good spirits, she always had a headache at night recently, and she was woken up by pain several times.

The windowsill was made of marble, Luo Xiao saw that she liked to sit, so she ordered someone to buy a soft and comfortable blanket to spread on it, but Tong Ran didn't like it, as soon as the blanket was delivered, she cut it into several pieces and built a small bed for Nan Nan.

The little one didn't seem to be happy either, and in less than a day, he bit the blanket to pieces.

Tong Ran curled up her legs, she often sat all day, with the drawing paper spread out in her hand, each of which was an action of a man, or raising eyebrows or pursing lips or squinting, in short, she painted everything she could think of.