“…”

Tong Ran didn't say anything more. She held her shoulder and said, "Huanhuan, then I'll go back first and see you tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll go chat with you tomorrow," Mo Huantong raised her head, "Xiao Ran, thank you. You are the first friend who cares about me."

"What are you saying, I'm leaving."

Tong Ran stopped slightly after leaving the bedroom. Mo Huantong's words just now made her feel inexplicably depressed and uncomfortable.

She said it hurts very much.

Tong Ran dared not think. If Huanhuan really fell in love first, but Mo Beiyan was just having fun, the consequences...

She walked downstairs quickly, and Mo Beiyan happened to take a shower. He wiped his hair and was stunned when he saw her, "Master Ran?"

Tong Ran was about to look for him, but she looked back and the servant was preparing dinner in the kitchen. She walked to the table, "Mo Beiyan, can we talk?"

"Yes," Mo Beiyan opened the refrigerator and took out the can of ice beer, "What are you talking about? Are you finally planning to abandon Mo Nanjue and throw yourself into my gentle arms?"

“…”

What the hell!

Tong Ran turned around and was about to leave. Mo Beiyan hurriedly pulled her, "Oh, Master Ran, I'm joking. What are you talking about? Just say it."

Tong Ran pushed his hand away, "Let's go to the garden and talk."

"It's so troublesome to go to the garden. Let's talk about it here. The wall is useless," Mo Beiyan opened the can pull ring and took a sip. "What's going on? Did you quarrel with Mo Nanjue?"

"No!" Tong Ran glared at him, "Do you think Mo Nanjue will quarrel with me?"

"No," Mo Beiyan shook his head, "You won't argue with him, because he can choke people to death with just a few words."

“…”

Tong Ran came to the table, and she held the edge of the table with both hands, "I just want to ask about you and Huanhuan."

Mo Beiyan sat down at the table, with burgundy hair dripping with water, "What's wrong with us?"

Tong Ran didn't know how to speak, "What is your relationship with Huanhuan now?"

"Of course it's the relationship between men and women," Mo Beiyan spread his hands, he shook the can, "Master Ran, when did you care about my private life?"

Tong Ran stared at his handsome face and said for a while, "Do you love Huanhuan?"

puff!

Mo Beiyan almost squirted out a sip of ice beer, and he wiped the corner of his mouth, "Areyoukiddingme?"

Tong Ran frowned, "I'm very bad in English."

"Are you kidding me?" Mo Beiyan glanced at her lazy, "Does men and women have to love each other when they are with them? I only like to do it."

"Then why do you have to Huanhuan?" Tong Ran frowned, "Since you have touched her, you should be responsible to her."

At this time, in the bedroom on the second floor, Mo Huantong touched the desktop with her hand and found that Tong Ran had forgotten to take away her cell phone. She hurriedly pushed the wheelchair out of the room.

When he arrived at the entrance of the corridor, before Mo Huantong could speak, he heard the man's slight voice coming half-clearly, "Responsible? Master Ran, what you said is too general. If the woman I have met must be responsible, would he have to run around the city? I guess Mo Nanjue told you too, I also met Su Qingtian back then. Could it be that I still have to be responsible for her?"

Mo Huantong suddenly opened her eyes wide, and the phone in her hand almost fell off.

She bit her lips tightly to stabilize her heartbeat. Mo Huantong reached out to support the wall, and she didn't dare to show off her vigor.
Chapter completed!