"You have," Tong Ran stood on tiptoe to touch his face, "You're so fierce, it's not cool." ”

Monan Jue grabbed her hand, "You mean disgust?!"

“……”

Before Tong Ran shook his head, the whole person was carried up, Mo Beiyan was not in the house, Mo Nanjue carried her to the bed, he leaned down and imprisoned her firmly under him.

Tong Ran's eyes widened, her son on the other side was still asleep, she raised her index finger and pressed it to her lips, "Don't make your son noisy...... Hmm!"

Mo Nanjue lowered his head and kissed her lips, her slender fingers did not withdraw between the lips and teeth of the two, the tip of the man's tongue traced her fingertips, and then entered her mouth, Tong Ran was shocked by his intentions, "Don't ......"

Mo Nanjue reached into her blouse with one hand, and began to rub it after holding it, he was very strong, as if with some kind of affection and forbearance, Tong Ran hugged his neck with both hands, and she gasped, "Mo Nanjue...... What's wrong with you?"

The man's movements didn't stop, he squeezed between her legs, pulled up a loop around his waist, Tong Ran couldn't scream, she was uncomfortable, she pushed him, "Go...... Go to the bathroom. ”

Monan Jue bit her lip, "Be quiet for me!"

Tong Dye was in pain, "No...... Chenchen wakes up easily......"

Monan Jue buried his face in her neck, and he took a deep breath, tightening his hand around her waist.

He didn't get up or go to the bathroom.

He didn't want to ...... He doesn't even know what to do, doesn't he know what to do?

Maybe......

Mo Beiyan also has a hard time? Mo Nanjue would rather think so, he thought, he must have a hard time, he must have it.

Mo Nanjue closed his eyes, and kissed his thin lips along Tong Ran's neck, without any desire~ hope, just wanting to seek a calmness, a ...... Peace.

All the weight of the man was pressed on her, Tong Ran's side face was close to his ear, and his heartbeat could be clearly felt in his chest, "Mo Nanjue, are you ...... What do you see?"

“……”

Long silence.

He didn't speak, and he didn't know how to speak, Mo Nanjue was never good at talking, Tong Ran understood his stinky temper, and didn't ask again, just let him hold it like this.

Outside the door, Mo Beiyan stood by the escalator and smoked, and a slight footstep sounded in his ears.

Su Qingtian walked all the way, and she changed into a peach-colored cheongsam, showing off her delicate figure.

Mo Beiyan snuffed out the cigarette in his hand and turned to face her.

Su Qingtian walked up to him, and she smiled slightly, "Young Master." ”

Mo Beiyan stared at her face, he curled his lips wickedly, "I can't see that you are quite capable, why, did you get mixed up with Xie Yanghua?"

Su Qingtian shook her head very lightly, "Young Master, you misunderstood me." ”

Mo Beiyan propped himself up on the escalator with one hand, he leaned down, and picked up her chin with the other hand, "Why did you misunderstand?" I see, it's not Xie Yanghua who saved you, it's he who has been raising you, right?"

Su Qingtian's eyebrows frowned slightly, "Big young master!"

"Don't call me!" Mo Beiyan grabbed her shoulder, he lifted her up and pressed her against the door panel, his tall body approaching, "I don't care how you have been in the past four years, what are you doing when you suddenly appear now, but I warn you, if you dare to move Ran Ye or Chenchen, I don't want to say more about the consequences, you understand." ”

Su Qingtian's throat choked lightly, she raised her head, and the water in her eyes floated, "Big young master...... It's only been four years, are you in love with her too?"