Steward Zhou asked Uncle Uncle to kill his parents......

This...... How can it be true?

How can it be?!

Tong Dye is completely unacceptable.

She stood motionless, her hair sliding down her thin cheeks, Luo Xiao took her into his arms, her waist was delicate and soft, and he was reluctant to let go.

Steward Zhou stood up tremblingly against the wall, he reached out to wipe the blood from his face, "Miss Tong, I ......"

"Don't say it......" Tong Ran opened her eyes, tears overflowed her eyes, and she was already full of tears in an instant, she shook her head, "I don't want to listen, I don't know anything......"

"Xiao Ran," Luo Xiao reached out to wipe the tears from her face, "don't cry. ”

"No ......"

Tong Ran looked left and right, she laughed out loud, "I'm dreaming, I must be dreaming, how can you be in my dream, you hurry up, Mo Nanjue is going to be angry......"

She laughed and cried, Luo Xiao looked pity, he lowered his head, held her face with both hands, and kissed the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Fang Cai's movement was too big, and the maid who was guarding Meng Yao's room came out to check, and when he saw this scene at a glance, he hurriedly turned around and rushed out, "Oh my God, someone's coming!"

Meng Yao was concerned about Luo Xiao, she got up and walked out, she had just had a miscarriage, her body was very weak, and there was such a thing...... With every step, my lower body was torn and painful.

She walked to the top of the stairs step by step, and when she looked down, she saw Luo Xiao holding Tong Ran's face, his head down, and the soft light sprinkled on top of his head.

Tong Ran didn't move, and from this angle, the two looked like they were kissing.

Meng Yao's eyes sted, and the fingers holding on to the wall were almost embedded in it.

Did he regain his memory?

Her dreams...... Is it completely broken?

Meng Yao's shoulders trembled, the scars on her body were still faintly painful after being humiliated in turns, she grinned, tears sliding down her cheeks.

She was so naïve, she thought she could tie him, and she wasn't called Tong Ran, how could she tie Luo Xiao?

Wish for the moon.

Meng Yao slowly closed her eyes, and just turned around and wanted to walk back, she was covered by a tall shadow behind her, she raised her head, and saw Mo Nanjue's long figure standing on the other side of the staircase.

The man was still wearing a nightgown, the sexy collarbones on both sides were exposed, the straps around his waist were tied casually, and Mo Nanjue put his hands behind his back, and his handsome face was soaked in the unknown darkness.

Meng Yao was stunned, his arm brushed across the wall and made a sound, but Mo Nanjue's attention was not here at all, he looked down, staring at Luo Xiao and Tong Ran tightly.

Meng Yao caught a glimpse of his clenched hands.

Luo Xiao's kiss moved down the corner of Tong Ran's eyes, kissed the tip of his nose and then to the corner of his mouth, the masculine breath gradually thickened, Tong Ran suddenly came back to his senses, reached out and pushed him away.

Bang!

She leaned backwards and hit the handrail of the stairs with her lower back.

Luo Xiao hurriedly stepped forward to hug her, and he raised his head, his gaze colliding with that of Monan Jue.

The eyes of the two of them were quenched with poison, Luo Xiao's lips hooked up a sneer, and he wrapped his arms around Tong Ran's waist, "Xiao Ran, be careful of the child." ”

He can beat Mo Nanjue into a catastrophe with one word, Luo Xiao raised his head as he spoke, the curvature of the corners of his eyes was all mockery, he was confident that even if Xiao Ran was awakened and hypnotized, they could not be completely sure who the child was.

The corners of Mo Nanjue's mouth outlined a smile that was as deep as a deep smile.

Tong Ran's vision was in a trance, and she heard Steward Zhou on the side shouting into the stairs, "Young master." ”