She pushed and refused with both hands and begged for mercy, but the flames gushing in the man's eyes had been completely aroused, and it would not take a moment to destroy them.

Typically, playing with fire and self-immolation.

How could she stop what Mo Nanjue was going to do? The man completely ignored her waved hand. Her little strength was useless. After he fixed her with one hand, he picked up all the remaining watermelons with the other.

Almost all the melon meat was kneaded and applied.

Tong Ran just felt like he had taken a watermelon bath, but it was still a fan of the flames. Mo Nanjue didn't bother with it. He applied it evenly and even massaged the juice to dissolve it. Only then did he put the watermelon peel at hand.

Throw away.

His black light pupils were so deep that they were staring at her...

Tong Ran felt that his eyes were like staring at a plate of sauces that had been prepared by himself.

She protected herself with her hands and curled up her legs. The man just stood in front of her, his eyes moving back and forth without any other movement.

"You..." Tong Ran stared at his rolling Adam's apple, and couldn't help but be scared, "Mo Nanjue?"

The man began to rub his hands on her hands.

Tong Ran felt his eyes. It would definitely take half of her life to take off. She hurriedly reached out and grabbed his wrist, "I, can I help you with my hands?"

She put down her hands, and naturally she had no cover.

The man's eyes darkened, and the watermelon was crushed with bright red juice, which made her skin look whiter and her slender shoulders highlighted the beauty of her collarbone. When she was pregnant, she added a bit of charm.

Mo Nanjue opened his thin lips lightly, and the sound made was like a low roar. He grabbed Tong Ran's wrist and dragged her over, "I'll let you see how many oranges you want to satisfy me."

Tong Ran grabbed the edge of the table with both hands, "I, I really know I was wrong..."

But it was too late. She lit him with a torch and burned herself to death. Tong Ran really knew that she was wrong. He argued with such a man and was looking for death!

Mo Nanjue's eyes narrowed lightly, and every inch was filled with the sweet smell of watermelon, and he felt sweet no matter how he tasted it.

Finally it was not in vain.

After a tug-of-war, although he was still wandering outside and did not make any extra moves, Mo Nanjue also tasted something fresh, "I will eat watermelon from now on."

Tong Ran lay down weakly. He rolled her eyes when she heard this. She would never eat watermelon again in her life!

Mo Nanjue's thin lips raised upwards and finally came to her eyes, "How did Luo Xiao touch you?"

“…”

Tong Ran glared at him when he heard this, and now he had no strength to think about anything else, "Don't you care?"

"Not caring or not being jealous are two different concepts."

"Oh, are you jealous?" Tong Ran raised her eyebrows, "Young Master Gao is jealous too?"

The man's face darkened, and Tong Ran realized that she was in a weak position. She quickly changed her words, "I'm sorry, Mo Nanjue, I... I'm joking..."

He was killed.

The fire that Mo Nanjue was extinguished was stirred up again. The man pressed down his body, his eyes erupted with flames, and his jealousy almost drowned.

Tong Ran curled up her knees, cried and laughed and almost fainted.

"Have he touched you?"

"No, no..."

"here?"

"without……"

"Then here?" He didn't let go of any place.

"I, I don't know..."

Tong Ran drooped her little face, and her nerves ran on the verge of tension and release. Only then did she realize that Mo Nanjue was simply an uncontrollable aphrodisiac. How could she ignore him just because she fell in love with him.
Chapter completed!