Chapter 2622 Who said I was going to cry?!

Boom!

Tong Ran hurriedly sat up and straightened his messy clothes. Mo Beiyan strode in with a little vandal expert lying on his shoulders, "What's going on? What are you doing..."

As soon as he glanced around, he saw Mo Nanjue lying on the ground, falling hard, hitting his right leg on the bedside table, and a bowl of hot porridge spilled all over him...

Depend on!

Who did he offend?! Why are you angry with him?!

Mo Nanjue's face was gloomy, and he almost fainted. He put one hand on the carpet, his head was heavy, his legs were hurting, and he didn't stand up for a while.

Mo Beiyan clicked his tongue twice, knowingly asking, "What are you doing? I've fallen down, does it hurt, Jue?"

"..."

Damn it!

gloat?!

Tong Ran stood up hurriedly, covering her face with her hands, "I, I'm counting sit-ups for him, doctor, the doctor said he needs to sweat more."

"Sit-ups?" Mo Beiyan glanced at the two of them meaningfully. How could he not understand this kind of thing, "I think it's push-ups, right? Is it to see if you feel comfortable doing it when you have a fever?"

"..."

He is very experienced?!

Tong Ran's face was so red that she almost bled. Mo Yaochen looked at her and smiled, "Mom, you can go sell the red apples from Mount Fuji."

"..."

Tong Ran was embarrassed to speak. Mo Beiyan turned around and whispered to Mo Yaochen. Mo Nanjue half-supported the carpet and yelled angrily, "Why don't you help me up quickly?!"

Are you treating him like nothing?!

Tong Ran was startled and forgot that he was still on the ground. She hurriedly knelt down and held his arms to help him up. Mo Beiyan watched and directed, "Hey, yes, be careful... this way... eh

!Watch the cabinet!”

Mo Nanjue really wanted to bite him to death, "Shut up!"

He thought he was directing traffic?!

"Don't I care about you?"

"..."

Tong Ran helped Mo Nanjue up. Half of the man's body was covered with hot porridge. His handsome face was red and cold. He looked like he was lying in bed and sulking. Mo Beiyan stepped forward and touched his forehead, "Fever"

Do you miss your brother?"

Think of a ghost!

Mo Nanjue slapped his hand away.

The more the man thought about it, the more unhappy he became. Even if a little boy appeared for no reason, he was most likely Luo Xiao's son. Luo Xiao also provoked him. He was going to be angry to death these days. Now even his son

Come to bully him with your brother?!

Mo Nanjue stood there with a cold face. Mo Beiyan looked at him as if he had been robbed of candy. He took a step forward, and Mo Nanjue roared, "Don't come here!"

This temper.

Mo Beiyan stared at his face. To be honest, he had never seen Mo Nanjue so angry. The man raised his eyebrows and couldn't hide the gloating in his expression, "I heard that you were angry with Luo Xiao."

?”

Mo Nanjue snorted coldly, "Didn't you hear that I indulged in too much?!"

Mo Beiyan imitated him, "You admit it?"

"..."

Depend on!

Mo Nanjue raised his leg and was about to step forward. Mo Beiyan raised his hand towards him, "Don't cry!"

"Who said I was going to cry?!" Mo Nanjue's strong chest rose and fell violently. Tong Ran stood by and patted his back, fearing that he would lose his breath.

Is it popular to piss him off recently? Tong Ran coughed slightly, but she still didn't want to participate, otherwise she would piss him off to death.

Mo Beiyan's face was filled with relief. It was rare that he had the upper hand, but he sarcastically mocked him, "Is it because that person named Xiaoba Xiaojiu might be Luo Xiao's son? I tell you, don't worry, it's the same thing these days.

Free love, if Mr. Ran has another daughter and falls in love with Luo Xiao’s son, then there’s nothing we can do..."
Chapter completed!