Mo Nanjue washed her and carried her to the bed. The man put down his hands and wanted to get up. Tong Ran grabbed him, "Don't you sleep with me for a while?"

Mo Nanjue held his palm down on Simmons, and he got up and sat back, "Go to sleep."

Tong Ran moved down and put her head on his thighs. She closed her eyes lightly, "I always want to sleep lately, and I'm really afraid that I will never wake up again after sleeping."

"Don't talk nonsense."

Mo Nanjue leaned against the head of the bed, and he bent his slender legs and looked out the window.

Tong Ran always felt that the atmosphere was wrong, so she pulled his hand over and covered her face, "Mo Nanjue, what's wrong with you?"

The man's eyelids stumbled off, "It's okay," he pulled the quilt up and "slept."

"Are you starting to cherish your words again?" Tong Ran stared at his delicate chin and suddenly supported himself to lean over, "Did you see Jesse in the morning?"

The man nodded, "See."

"Has he made things difficult for you?"

"No."

"Has he buttoned you?" Tong Ran reached out to touch his collar, raised her eyes and met his eyes, "I remember, you never buttoned the first button in your shirt."

Mo Nanjue looked down and said, indeed, the first buttons were neatly buckled.

He suddenly remembered that this was deducted by Mo Beiyan for him.

Mo Nanjue pressed his eyebrows lightly with his index finger, reached out to hold her little hand, "Are you still asleep?"

Tong Ran pulled back his hand and turned over and lay down, "Hmph, you'll hide it from me anyway."

"I didn't hide it from you," Mo Nanjue reached out and pushed away the broken hair on her forehead, "I'm really going to do something."

"I know."

"I know you're asking?" Mo Nanjue curled his lips and smiled slightly, and before he could think of some words, he leaned out of his throat. "I'm like this, can I find any other woman?"

Tong Ran raised his head, "Where are you?"

"You locked it here," Mo Nanjue pulled her hand and reached his chest, "You have crushed the key."

"Go," Tong Ran smiled and pinched his chest, "No one is allowed to enter if he doesn't lock it, I'll have to wrap it up there."

Mo Nanjue smiled with a thin lips. He leaned his head back. After lying down, his lazy fatigue and the residual stimulant dispersed in his body, giving him the illusion of being floating, "Tong Ran."

She opened her eyes, "Hmm?"

Mo Nanjue's eyes did not look at the scorching sun outside the window, but could no longer shine into his life. "How do you want to live in the future?"

"I'll live with you," Tong Ran raised one leg, "I'll live as you go."

Mo Nanjue choked in his throat, "If I were not here... how would you survive?"

"Where are you going?"

“I mean if.”

"Don't you like to say if you the most?" Tong Ran pulled down his hand on his knee, "You used to tell me not to say if it didn't happen, it didn't happen..."

Mo Nanjue's eyes narrowed slightly and layers of sadness. Sure enough, people would constantly imagine things that they could not grasp. He had never wanted to catch anything before, so if this word did not exist in his dictionary, it would be different now.

"Don't say anything. If you're not here, you'll definitely be there anyway," Tong Ran stood up and hugged his neck, "Isn't it?"

Mo Nanjue lowered his head and a hot kiss fell on the corner of her eyes. Tong Ran heard him say with his ear, "Yes."
Chapter completed!