Chapter 1222 Do you still have inventory there?

"Say!" Mo Nanjue was still holding his anger in his mind. He probably wouldn't think about burning out in the past few months. He felt frustrated no matter how he thought about it. He had to endure it at a woman. He pressed her shoulder, "Where did Luo Xiao touch you?"

"without……"

She whimpered. Seeing that she refused to say anything, Mo Nanjue simply used both hands and feet. Anyway, he bit all the places he could touch, and even let his fingers go.

After the end of the struggle, the table made a squeaking sound. Tong Ran felt something was wrong. She hurriedly reached out and grabbed his wrist, "It seemed to be collapsed..."

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Nanjue reached out and picked her up. Tong Ran's back left the table, and the mahogany table broke.

“…”

Mo Nanjue glanced at him and didn't care. He hugged Tong Ran and walked directly into the bathroom. When he turned on the light, Tong Ran realized that he was covered in... Although it didn't hurt, it looked like...

She raised her hand to cover her eyes, and Mo Nanjue pulled her hands down, squeezed some shower gel and washed them carefully, "Are you very tired?"

He pulled her to the bath and sat.

Tong Ran didn't dare to move at all, and learned his lesson, "No...I'm not tired."

Mo Nanjue smiled with his eyebrows and his thin lips touched her forehead, "Be good, call me husband."

Tong Ran glanced at him and didn't know who was fierce just now, just as a wolf. After tortured her, she asked her to call her husband?!

She pursed her lips, just because she was stubborn and didn't shout.

Mo Nanjue took off the hanging shower and rinsed the back of the shower gel. He did not put it down, but turned her face and said, "Call her husband."

"Don't call!"

The man's face sank, "Do you scream?"

"You are coming again?" Tong Ran lowered his head and glanced, with a sly smile on his eyes, and suddenly raised his chin slightly, "Mo Nanjue, I have said so many times, do you still have stock there?"

“…”

Depend on!

Mo Nanjue was stunned for a moment, and his expression turned sinister in an instant. He almost crushed her chin, "Who did you learn this from?"

Tong Ran opened his eyes wide and glared at him, "If you beg me, I will say it!"

"Okay, you want to be stubborn, right?" Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes sinisterly, and in a flash of lightning, he finally looked up at her, "Call me husband."

She didn't, "Mo Nanjue!"

"Tong Ran, you're really itchy."

"You don't have any inventory."

“…”

Mo Nanjue raised his hand and pulled one of her wrists.

Before Tong Ran could react, the man had moved the shower in his hand and moved it upward along his ankle...

"Ah--" Tong Ran screamed suddenly. She couldn't get it together. The sprayed water droplets stimulated her nerves, "It's so itchy!"

Mo Nanjue turned the shower to the maximum strength.

"Ah-hahaha, it's so itchy, Mo, Mo Nanjue..."

The man brought the shower closer.

As soon as she approached, the water droplets ejected became heavier. Tong Ran cried and laughed, but her hands and feet were pressed and unable to move. She almost laughed, "I, I know I was wrong, Mo Nanjue, I, I beg you..."

Where did he learn it?!

Mo Nanjue raised his sword eyebrows lightly, holding the shower head leisurely, and he didn't seem to be in a hurry to achieve success. "What do you want me to do? Is there anything else that I can ask for if I have no inventory?"

"I, I'm so itchy..." Tong Ran's little face turned red, and she had to turn her face to look at him, "Mo Nanjue, I'm really wrong, I don't dare, you take it away, I'm going to be itchy..."

The man raised his eyebrows and made a wicked smile, "What are you calling me?"
Chapter completed!