Chapter 890 What I want is for Xiaoran to hate you

The man stretched out his hand to push aside her black hair. On the back of her neck, a small dark red dot was particularly dazzling.

That's the scar left after the injection.

Mo Nanjue's eyes narrowed slightly, feeling unbearable and pity. He touched the scar with his fingertips. As soon as he touched the scar, Tong Ran's whole body suddenly tensed up and he subconsciously shouted, "Ah..."

The man paused his fingers and did not move again.

"Have you ever thought that she would be in pain?" Mo Nanjue hugged her tightly and stared deeply at the scar, "Can't you hear her shouting about pain?"

Luo Xiao loosened the hand holding his shoulder, "If you let go, she won't hurt anymore."

Mo Nanjue sneered, "You don't even know why she hurts, so you still have the nerve to say you love her?"

Luo Xiao pursed his lips and did not argue with him.

"Don't make her hurt anymore," Mo Nanjue put his arms around Tong Ran's back. She was already very thin, but now she seemed even thinner than before he left. The man's eyes welled up with love, and he stretched out his hand to pat her back gently.

, "She can't stand it."

Luo Xiao was unmoved, "It's up to you."

"Can't you wake up?" Mo Nanjue's slender fingertips ran through Tong Ran's hair and helped her smooth it carefully. Her chin was very sharp, and it seemed a little painful when she pressed it against his shoulder, "

Do you have to let her die in pain before you are willing to do it?"

"She won't die."

"Half-death is more painful than death," the man narrowed his eyes, "Luo Xiao, what do you want?"

"I want Xiao Ran."

"Oh?" Mo Nanjue paused for a moment, "I can't see that you are doing it for her. You will only make her suffer. Doesn't it hurt you if she hurts?"

"It hurts." Luo Xiao nodded, "It hurts even more when I see you together."

The corner of Mo Nanjue's mouth curled up with sarcasm. He gently put Tongran's body back on the hospital bed, and gently slid his knuckles across her cheek, "You're not willing to give in, are you?"

"I love her."

"Don't be disgusted," Mo Nanjue stood up, putting his hands in his pockets, hiding the affection in his eyes, "If you really love her, you won't let her go."

Luo Xiao looked at him, "Believe it or not, it's up to you, you won't understand my love."

"I only understand that you caused her pain. This is hurt."

"I will slowly make up for her in the days to come."

"To make up for it?" Mo Nanjue sneered, "No matter how you pull out the knife you stabbed in, there will be blood on it. Don't you understand this?"

Luo Xiao didn't speak.

Mo Nanjue raised his chin slightly, "What did Mo Beiyan tell you?"

Luo Xiao raised his eyes to look at him.

"What does he want? The Emperor?" Mo Nanjue sneered, "Tell him, I can give you the Emperor." The man glanced at the hospital bed, "Only if you detoxify her."

"The Emperor is what he wants, not me," Luo Xiao remained motionless, the sadness in his eyes darkening, "What I want is for Xiao Ran to hate you."

A deep sarcasm emerged from the corner of Mo Nanjue's mouth, "As much as she hates me now, she will hate you a thousand times in the future."

"Nothing to do with you."

Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes coldly, "I gave you the opportunity, but you didn't want it."

"Mo Nanjue, it's actually very easy for you to deal with me, and I know your strength very well, but as long as I take Xiaoran's life, I believe you will never do it," Luo Xiao looked at him, "This is very dangerous.

Okay, right? She is mine, and I will protect her for the rest of her life. And you continue to live your life."

Mo Nanjue found it very funny, "She is already like this. Are you sure you can protect her for the rest of your life?"
Chapter completed!