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1243. Chapter 1242 Torn to pieces

Chapter 1242 Teared into pieces

The man was stunned and didn't want to say much, then nodded, "Ming, understand..."

"Are all our people here?" Tong Ran looked up and looked at him, "The entire residential area?"

"Yes, we usually live in groups here, and we will take care of it if something happens."

"Then arrange a room for me," Tong Ran put down the one in his hand, "Be quieter, I want to rest."

"OK."

The man nodded and turned to walk upstairs. At the turn of the third floor, he opened the door, "Master, this is the room the deputy master lived in when he came once. This room here is the only one of ours is clean. The other brothers have all gotten dirty. You live first and I will clean it for you."

Tong Ran wanted to refuse, but Mo Nanjue had already let go of her legs and walked in. She had to nod, "Then let it go, you go down first, I will notify you if there is anything."

"Master, there is a phone call in the room, you can just call it."

The man stepped back respectfully, Tong Ran turned around and returned to the room, and then closed the door. A black shadow pressed on the door, "Do I call you the Lord Tong now?"

"You..." Tong Ran reached out and pounded his shoulder, leaned his head against his chest, and let out a heavy breath, "You still laughed at me, I almost scared to death."

"Oh? Come on, let me see how scared you are," Mo Nanjue lifted her chin with one hand, said as he was about to come up with his thin lips. She smiled and avoided, "Hate!"

"Why, I feel like I hate it when I become the master?" Mo Nanjue glanced at her, and he let go of his hand and walked into the house, "Luo Xiao has really come to Thailand."

Tong Ran followed him in. The decorations in the house were very simple. There were a bed and many books on the desk, all of which were simple blue and white stripes.

She sat down on the edge of the bed, her slender legs swaying.

Mo Nanjue walked to the table, picked up a photo frame, and saw that it was another photo of the two men holding each other in high school. He turned cold, "He really likes this one."

“Which picture?”

Tong Ran stood up and reached out to grab it. After taking a look, he raised his hand and took it apart.

Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes, Tong Ran took out the photo after taking it apart, and without taking a look, it was torn into pieces.

"So heartless?" Mo Nanjue bent down, his eyebrows and eyes were stained with smiles. He hugged her into his arms, "Luo Xiao will be sad when he knows."

Tong Ran let him hold it and threw the photo into the trash can next to him, "What's my business?"

This was said, no matter how comfortable Mo Nanjue heard it, he hugged her and fell on the big bed, "Be good, I've been tired for a day, sleep for a while."

“I haven’t taken a shower yet…”

"Go back to the hotel and wash again," Mo Nanjue hugged her shoulders tightly, "It's not safe here, it's hard to guarantee that there are cameras everywhere. Do you want to show people the light?"

Tong Ran pursed her lower lip, too, her head rested on his arms, her hands and feet wrapped around him, "Hold me to sleep."

"good."

Mo Nanjue hugged her tightly. Tong Ran was obviously really tired and fell asleep within a few minutes. The man patted her back with one hand and did not close his eyes. He said that just to give her a peaceful sleep.

In such a place, he could not fall asleep, nor dared to sleep, and no one could be sure whether Luo Xiao was really dead, and whether the people in the Flame Hall were sincere. They could only wait for the people in the Qinglong Hall to solve the problem before making plans.

The breathing sound in his ears gradually stabilized. Mo Nanjue reached out to take a pillow for her to pillow. He stretched out his hand and just touched the thing under the pillow.
Chapter completed!
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