"A cigarette is just one?" someone still has to report in the end, "Tomorrow I will hand over Chen An to get some medicine in that area for you to make up for it." ”

"Come on, you can keep it and get it with your dyer. ”

Mo Beiyan smiled and scolded lightly, and before he raised his leg and stepped into the car, Mo Nanjue suddenly reached out and pressed the car door.

Mo Beiyan raised his eyebrows and raised his head, "What, you still decide to go with me?"

"Get out!" Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes, stretched out one hand and clenched it on his shoulder, Mo Beiyan's eyelids jumped lightly, "It turns out that you want to rub my oil......"

"Thank you. ”

Out of nowhere, he said these two words.

Mo Beiyan was slightly surprised, and before he could come back to his senses, Mo Nanjue had already withdrawn his hand, and he straightened up, "You can go." ”

“……”

Is there such a thanksgiving?

Mo Beiyan held the steering wheel with both hands, and the smile on his lips couldn't be suppressed, "I said Jue, did you say that you are really twisted?"

Monan Jue hooked his lips, "How dare she?"

“……”

Cut.

Just pretending to be an uncle with him here, he doesn't believe it, and he has always been so ruthless and unconvinced in front of the dying master?

Ghost believes!

Mo Beiyan started the car, Mo Nanjue stared at his side face, and his thin lips moved, "You, do you still hate me?"

Mo Beiyan was stunned when he heard this, and his finger joints clenched tightly, hate?

He should hate it very much, he Mo Nanjue has fallen, and the happiest person should be him Mo Beiyan.

Hasn't it always been like this?

He once said that he would continue to hate him when he was well, and now that he is back alive, he should continue to hate him.

But when he went to see Shen Xinbi, he couldn't control himself, and when he said those words, Mo Beiyan realized that in his heart, he had always been his younger brother.

Can......

Some cracks were smashed open by him with his own hands, in Mo Nanjue's heart, it is a fact that he killed his mother, and in Mo Beiyan's heart, it is also a fact that he deceived him for eleven years.

Even if their family is cold-blooded and ruthless, but the indelible fact is in the middle, can it be restored?

He didn't answer, Mo Nanjue didn't ask any more, the man turned sideways, Mo Beiyan stepped on the accelerator, and dropped a sentence, "You ask yourself this question, I think, our answer should be the same." ”

As soon as the words fell, the sports car drove out with a clatter, bringing a gust of cold wind.

Monan Jue stood in place, his thin lips slightly hooked, and the corners of his delicate mouth were embellished with a few smiles.

Behind her, Tong Ran walked forward with Chenchen, who was tired and asleep, and she looked at the sports car in the distance, "What have you been talking about for so long?"

Mo Nanjue turned around, took off his coat and draped it on his son, Tong Ran's face turned cold when he saw this, "Anyway, if you have a son, it doesn't matter if I freeze to death." ”

“……”

Mo Nanjue didn't refute, he stretched out his hand to take Chenchen and hold him in his arms, turned around and walked towards the villa, "You just stand here and freeze to death." ”

"You!"

Tong Ran couldn't say anything, she followed the trot all the way up, "Mo Nanjue, you stop for me......"

ran to the front, and was hugged by a big hand, Tong Ran was caught off guard and crashed into his arms, she looked unhappy, "You really let me freeze to death, I ......"

"Woo......" Chenchen in his arms on the right tilted his head, obviously being noisy, "I can't love it......"

What the?!

Tong Ran wrinkled his little face, and Mo Nanjue raised his index finger to his lips, "Don't wake up your son, do you want to be beaten?"