Chapter 2379 He was afraid that she would be embarrassed and anxious

Below, Mo Nanjue happened to be walking by the wedding venue. The man looked up at the two hydrogen balloons that had successfully risen in the sky, and the corners of his delicate mouth unconsciously raised.

Brother, happy wedding.

…

The hydrogen balloon finally landed on the top floor of the most exclusive hotel in Las Vegas.

It was very cold in the sky. Mo Beiyan carried Mo Huantong out by the waist. She leaned on his chest and felt that the whole world was spinning before her eyes.

The presidential suite was converted into a wedding room, decorated luxuriously and romantically.

Mo Beiyan carried her directly into the bathroom, and simply rinsed her off. Before she could take a shower, Mo Huantong was pressed directly on the big bed.

A hot kiss fell on her body, Mo Huantong clasped her hands on the man's back, and Mo Beiyan hit her hard. He leaned close to her ear and said, "Don't cry out about pain, you are marrying me."

Mo Huantong nodded, unable to say anything at this time, only endless sweetness.

Mo Beiyan didn't need her to say anything. He kissed her lips, and his body was wrapped in layers of warmth, intoxicated like a dream.

The two were entangled to the extreme, her heart sank, and he sank.

The scene in front of her was shaking. Mo Huantong completely surrendered her body and mind to him. She thought that today must be the happiest day in her life.

She will never forget this day.

The suite is filled with warm fragrance, and the two people entwined on the big bed have not been separated for a long time. The soft beam of light wraps their figures, making the room even more blurry...

***

The wedding was over, the guests had dispersed, and the waiters began to clean up the place.

Mo Nanjue walked out of the attic. The extremely long stab wound on his right arm was simply bandaged. The man in black followed him, "Young master, it's better to go to the hospital for disinfection..."

"It's okay," Mo Nanjue pursed his thin lips tightly and looked a little pale due to the loss of some blood. The man walked quickly downstairs with long legs, "Has the playback control room been cleared?"

"Yes, everyone who is alive has been taken away by our people. When they wake up, they will start interrogating." The man in black nodded, "Young Master, these people sneaked into the broadcast room today to..."

"Don't worry about it. Don't mention it again in Zhongjing Haoting."

When the man in black heard this, he also knew that he couldn't say anything casually, "Yes, I understand."

Mo Nanjue didn't say anything more. He walked around the bungalows and towards the A3 parking lot. His mind was filled with the scene he saw on the screen in the morning.

Tong Ran and Luo Xiao together...

He clearly heard her calling Brother Luo several times.

Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes slightly. Although there was no reason, he believed that she must have been involuntarily at that time.

He went to find her, but she lied to him, and Mo Nanjue didn't expose her. He was afraid that she would be embarrassed and anxious.

But, why did she lie?

Who is threatening her?

He couldn't figure it out for the moment. The only thing he was sure of was that she must be hiding something from him.

My thoughts are so complicated that I feel confused.

Mo Nanjue walked into the parking lot. Beside the black car, the man in black was watching quietly. When he saw him, he lowered his head quickly and said, "Young Master."

Mo Nanjue nodded lightly, and the man in black smiled and said, "The young master is asleep."

In the car, Mo Yaochen was sleeping soundly under a thin blanket. Tong Ran also tilted his head and squinted. He quickly raised his head when he heard the voice, "Mo Nanjue?"

Mo Nanjue stood by the car door, staring closely at her fair face.

Tong Ran rubbed his eyes, "When did you come? I coaxed my son and fell asleep myself."

As she spoke, she reached out to hold him, and then she discovered that his entire right arm was wrapped in gauze.
Chapter completed!