"No, I didn't say ......"

Her vague attitude made Mo Nanjue even more unhappy, this woman was simply tired of life! If he didn't let her kneel and beg for mercy for three days and three nights today and couldn't get out of bed, he would write it upside down!

The last woman who dared to question his ability didn't even vote yet!

The man's good-looking peach blossom eyes narrowed, his eyes were full of lust and desire to conquer, he swept over the table, picked up the coffee that had already cooled down and took a big sip, and pulled Tong Ran's face to feed it the same as last time!

"Don't!" Tong Ran was shocked, he never thought that he would feed himself with coffee, how could he drink coffee?!

Monan Jue twisted her face domineeringly, and the moment the thin lips touched her lips, the man suddenly frowned, quickly turned his head and spit out the coffee in his mouth.

What does it taste like?

The man pursed his lower lip a little strangely, and Tong Ran took advantage of his distraction to push him away and get out of the other side of the desk!

He almost crushed you to death!

"What did you put in the coffee?" Mo Nanjue picked up the cup and looked at it, the coffee inside was already cold, and there were pieces of dark brown condensation floating on it, so he took a sip of it and didn't look at it too much.

The man's slender fingers twisted one of them and rubbed it, and his handsome face sank instantly!

Immediately afterward, a roaring roar rang out in the sky above the Imperial Dragon Garden: "Tong Ran! You actually dare to put dirt in the coffee?!"

The whole villa was shaken by the voice.

Tong Ran's heart screamed badly, she looked at the man's gloomy handsome face, and hurriedly waved her hand to deny: "It's not me, it's really not me......"

Mo Nanjue strode forward, grabbed the woman who was about to escape, and turned blue with anger, "Do you dare to say that it's not you? I don't think it's that your courage has become bigger, but that you have long forgotten the word "courage"! If I don't give you some color today, you may dare to bring a man back tomorrow!"

"Didn't you bring the woman back too......"

"What are you talking about?!" Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes vigorously, his eyes were filled with raging anger, and his voice was deep, but it was almost roaring, "Tong Ran, you still dare to talk back?!Look how I clean you up!"

The man frowned unhappily, grabbed Tong Ran's waist, threw her on the chair mercilessly, and reached out to tear her blouse!

"Ahem...... ...... vomit"

Tong Ran unexpectedly did not struggle, she covered her stomach with one hand, her beautiful little face wrinkled painfully, her forehead was dripping with fine sweat, and she began to retch.

……

Twenty minutes later.

Mo Nanjue put the white porcelain plate on the table with an unhappy face, and yelled at the woman leaning on the sofa: "Get over here and eat for me!"

Tong Ran covered her stomach that was still twitching, and reluctantly moved over, what a fierce thing, she didn't ask him to make it for her to eat!

On a beautiful white porcelain plate, the golden pasta is drizzled with a fragrant and thick sauce, which will whet your appetite at the sight.

Tong Ran picked up the noodles with a fork and took a bite, and couldn't help but nod.

The taste is really good, much better than the western restaurant.

While eating, she secretly glanced at the man sitting next to her, it was really strange, a young master like him, who grew up with a pampered golden spoon, could actually make pasta?

And it's so delicious.

Could it be some strange special hobby?