Does he have it? How many?!

Mo Nanjue walked inside. When Tong Ran looked up, he realized that this was McAllen International Airport.

The men were very accurate in time. As soon as they walked in, the radio began to broadcast, "Hello, Dear passenger, China's AX27311 flight has landed on time. Please wait online for friends who pick up the plane..."

Tong Ran was stunned when he heard this, China?

Who flew over from China... He also specially brought her to pick her up.

Mo Nanjue held her shoulder and raised his hand to touch her nose, "Is it cold?"

"It's not cold, your hands are much colder than mine," Tong Ran linked his fingers with him. There were many people at the airport. She stood on tiptoe and looked at the exit, "Mo Nanjue, who is coming?"

"Who do you wish it was?"

"Chen An."

“…”

Mo Nanjue looked at her slightly, pressing her head, "I hope too."

Tong Ran looked at him, it was very noisy here, "What did you just say?"

"nothing."

Mo Nanjue turned his gaze away. When the cell phone in his pocket vibrated, the man took it out and pressed it to answer, "Young master, we have got off the plane and will arrive at the exit soon. Have you arrived?"

"Yeah, be careful."

"yes."

Mo Nanjue cut off the call, Tong Ran bought a cup of coffee to warm his hands, waited for about ten minutes, and the people who received the salute came out from the exit.

The man was tall and sharp-eyed. He saw the three people walking at the end at a glance. Tong Ran couldn't find them for a long time. She turned her head and said, "Mo Nanjue, where is the person? I don't even have..."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Nanjue patted her shoulder lightly and interrupted her, "They are out."

Tong Ran quickly turned his head and saw two men in black standing on the left and right. The man in the middle was slow, with a thick sweater and a hat, giving people the feeling of recovering from a serious illness.

The man raised his head and his hair was already white. Because he had been indoors for many years, his skin looked very white.

Tong Ran suddenly opened her eyes wide, her hands shook, and the coffee cup fell to the ground with a bang...

She almost thought she had read it wrong.

Tong Ran opened his mouth in surprise, and he didn't believe what he said, "Mo Nanjue, I, I seem to see my uncle."

Mo Nanjue didn't say anything, but just let go of the hand that was holding her shoulder.

The man in black helped the man walk to the two of them, bowing his head respectfully, "Young master, everything goes well on the road."

Mo Nanjue nodded lightly.

Luo Tingsong slowly raised his head. Since he woke up, he was still in vague. He saw the person in front of him clearly and couldn't help but be stunned, "Xiao, Xiao Ran?"

"..." Tong Ran walked forward a few steps and suddenly hugged him, "Uncle!"

Luo Tingsong had just woken up and didn't have much strength in his hands. He wondered, "Xiao Ran, why are you in the United States?"

“…”

How should I answer this?

Where to start...

Tong Ran retreated gently. She never thought that one day Luo Tingsong would wake up...

"Uncle," Tong Ran held his hand, his little face full of joy, "You have been sleeping for five years..."

Luo Tingsong nodded unstoppably, "Yes, I thought I would die... At that time, Xiao'er asked me to drive to the pedestrian street, but a car hit me halfway through. I didn't have time to explain to him... Where is he? Also, is he in the United States?"

He knows nothing.
Chapter completed!