A woman is just a treasure. Mo Beiyan raised his eyebrows, so he would not do such a stupid thing.

Tong Ran sat in the sedan chair with his head hanging down, trembling all over.

It's really him...

She lowered her head, like a child who did something wrong, and dared not lift it up.

Mo Nanjue put away his gun, pursed his thin lips tightly, and walked around to the exit of the sedan chair.

He squatted down slightly.

Feeling the shadows in front of him, Tong Ran slowly raised his head.

The two of them met, and dazzling sparks burst out.

This time, he really touched his sight. There was nothing between them, no glass window, no Luo Xiao...

Mo Nanjue raised his hand and tore open the curtains of the sedan chair.

Tong Ran's hands were shaking violently, and even her teeth were trembling. Her nose was so sour, but she couldn't cry. He was not there, so she could cry heartily, but when she saw him, she couldn't cry.

Mo Nanjue squatted outside the sedan chair. The man's eyes were filled with deep affection, but there was a faint anger. He could not imagine what would have happened if he had come one step later.

Why, he always put her in a dangerous environment? Mo Nanjue's eyes narrowed slightly, and his overflowing look was extremely blamed.

Tong Ran choked in her throat. She stared at the handsome face in front of her. It took only so long for thousands of miles to come. When she saw him again, she was already wearing a phoenix crown and a red robe.

Fortunately, I didn't make this step staggered...

Tong Ran opened her mouth, and her name that was tossed and turned every day and night was stuck on her lips. When she said it, she was dizzy, "Mo Nanjue..."

Mo Nanjue narrowed his peach blossom eyes, and a charming smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes swept over her little face, "How did he turn into a cat like Nan Nan? It's so ugly."

“…”

She knew he would say this.

Tong Ran reached out to cover her mouth, tears slid from her fingers, and she bit her lips, "You are ugly."

Monajue nodded, "Okay, I'm ugly."

"Your whole family is ugly."

Anyway, the men admitted, "Okay, my whole family is ugly."

"Hey, pay attention to your words," Mo Beiyan stood beside him and said, "You are ugly, don't get me involved."

Tong Ran sniffed and wanted to raise his hand to wipe it. Before he could move, his raised wrist was grabbed.

She was stunned for a moment and was pulled out of the sedan chair.

Mo Nanjue walked around and hugged her slender waist with one hand, and hugged her tightly into his arms.

The man's palm rubbed the originally smooth wedding dress out of wrinkles. He gently pressed her little head, "Don't move."

"I didn't move."

The familiar smell was like an ice hand stretched into boiling water, warm and trembling. Tong Ran tiptoed and pressed his little face against his neck, "Mo Nanjue."

She wrapped her hands around his neck.

The man didn't speak, but his arms were tighter and tighter.

"You ignore me," Tong Ran opened her mouth and bit his collarbone. She felt the man's body temperature. She was sure that she was really being hugged by him. "Mo Nanjue, you can finally hug me..."

Mo Nanjue turned his head and gently kissed her hair.

Tong Ran smiled on his little face. When Divort smiled slightly, his vitality returned to him, "Mo Nanjue, do you miss me?"
Chapter completed!