"The landslides and the earth breaks."

“…”

Is this a compliment?

Mo Nanjue suddenly leaned over and bit her lips. The man's tongue gently pressed against the corner of his mouth, as if he was savoring, "This porridge tastes good."

Tong Ran covered the corner of her mouth, "You are shameless!"

"Okay, no."

Mo Nanjue buried his handsome face in front of her chest.

"You..." Tong Ran was itchy by him. She pushed him with both hands and laughed out loud, "Mo, Mo Nanjue, you, go away!"

The man stood up and left.

"You-" Tong Ranye was angry and hurriedly reached out and grabbed his hand, "Are you really leaving?"

Mo Nanjue turned around, his face looked charming, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, "I know, a woman said she didn't want it, but every word was the opposite."

“…”

She was really sure.

Tong Ran turned around and said, "Then you go."

Before her little face could be turned sideways, she was hugged into a warm embrace. The man's magnetic voice whispered in her ear, "But I know, there are three words that are true."

“It’s all fake!”

Mo Nanjue hugged her tightly with both hands, "I love you."

“…”

Tong Ran suddenly stopped his voice. It was not that he had said this before, but it was the first time that she was so blatant. Her eyes were wet. It turned out that there was really someone in this world. He just needed to say a few words casually to make your heart tremble.

Tong Ran's chin was pressing against his shoulders, and her eyes closed lightly. Recently, she couldn't stop crying, "Mo Nanjue."

"Um?"

"You are my Monanjue."

The man didn't speak, Tong Ran opened his mouth and bit his mouth lightly on his shoulder, "You want to say yes."

Mo Nanjue smiled with a smile on his lips, "Yes."

Tong Ran turned his face sideways, and his nose tip is against his neck, "You are Mo Nanjue, who is my own."

"yes."

"It's only me."

The man's thin lips outlined a perfect smile, and he nodded his head gently, "Okay."

Tong Ran reached out her hands and hugged him tightly.

The two hugged each other quietly, using great force, as if they were about to rub each other into the bone marrow.

No one spoke again. For them, every minute and every second were extremely precious. No one knew what the next second would look like if he let go of his hand.

Tong Ran felt that the warmest thing in this world was to embrace him.

With his pulse, she could feel every time he beats his heart. The love, beauty, dullness, and life she thought was nothing more than just being in his arms.

I don’t know how long it took, but her little head raised and gently rubbed the man’s delicate side face, “Tomorrow, I want to send my uncle’s urn to my parents’ cemetery and bury them with them.”

The man didn't ask much, just nodded, "I'll go with you."

Tong Ran did not refuse. She leaned against his shoulder, her eyelids getting heavier and heavier. She gradually fell asleep until she fell asleep completely, and her hand holding the man's neck tightly did not loosen.

Mo Nanjue gently picked her up. He did not pull her hand away, and let her press her against him like a child. He lay down on his side, hugged her waist and closed his eyes lightly.

One night without dreams.

When Tong Ran woke up in the morning, she still hugged his neck tightly. Mo Nanjue closed his eyes lightly, probably still asleep. She couldn't help but lean over and lowered her head and pecked his thin lips.

The man opened his eyes and turned over and pressed her down.

"Mo Nanjue, you are cheating!"
Chapter completed!