At that time, Su Qingtian said that she was almost scared to shock...

No matter how strong he said, the premise was that he was always there, but if he was really sick and fell down, Tong Ran didn't know what her world would become.

She didn't know how she would accept it and bear it... She would suffer ten thousand times more than him.

fortunately……

Tong Ran's heart finally fell down.

The man hugged her and stepped out of the shower. Tong Ran hung on him like a sloth, and he didn't want to leave even if he was tired.

Mo Nanjue came to the bathhouse filled with hot water. He bent down and reached out to find the water temperature. Then he bit off her earlobe, "Do you feel good?"

Tong Ran came back to his senses and hurriedly took back his hand that he was touching on him, "...It's great, it's great."

Disgraceful!

She actually touched it for so long...

Mo Nanjue smiled with a smile, grabbed her waist and pulled her off her body, "Sit in."

Actually, she didn't want her to move. Tong Ran just let go of her limbs. Mo Nanjue put her into the bathtub, turned around and picked up the bath ball, rubbed it out of foam and wiped it on her body.

His movements were light and thin, and he washed every part of his body.

Mo Nanjue never thought he could do such a thing before. If you told him ten years ago that you would take a bath for a woman in the future, he would definitely kill you with one shot.

Chen An had told him before, Mo Nanjue, I think you should not fall in love with anyone in the future. Based on my understanding of you, if you get stuck in it, you will not be able to get out of death...

He was really right.

He was just afraid that someone would be severely injured by him.

Tong Ran leaned against the bathtub with her head tilted, almost falling asleep. In a daze, she felt that she was being picked up from the warm water by the waist, and then wrapped her body in a silky bath towel...

Tong Ran woke up with a tremor and found herself on the man's lap. Mo Nanjue was rubbing her hair and "closing her eyes."

Tong Ran closed his eyes obediently. His movements were like massages to the scalp. They were all done by rubbing her hair, "Continue to sleep with you."

Tong Ran opened a crack in his eyes, "Aren't you sleepy?"

Mo Nanjue glanced at her coldly, "Do you want to do something else?"

“…”

"Go to sleep."

Mo Nanjue carried her to the bed and lay down. He was about to get up. Tong Ran grabbed him and said, "Sleep with me."

Mo Nanjue lowered his head and kissed her lightly, "I'll go to the study."

"I know you're going to smoke," Tong Ran held his arm and refused to let go. "Mo Nanjue, will I accompany you to miss Chen An tonight? I don't want you to smoke. I will think about you from now on. He is your relative and mine."

“…”

Mo Nanjue didn't say anything, but just supported the edge of the bed with one hand, turned over and lay flat beside her.

His breathing was very even, and there was no light on in the room, and it was pitch black. Tong Ran reached out to cover his eyes, "You close your eyes, let's close them together."

Mo Nanjue's eyelids jumped off slightly. He turned to the side and pulled the quilt to cover her, reached out and hugged her in his arms, "Sleep, I won't leave."

In fact, he can't sleep.

Mo Nanjue has become accustomed to insomnia all night. The deeper the night, the more awake he becomes. The darkness brings far more stress than the daytime.

Some things are not something you can forget just by wanting.

Tong Ran was nestled in his arms, his ears were just right against his heartbeat. Once and then, it made her eyebrows hurt, "Mo Nanjue."

"Um?"
Chapter completed!