court death?!

Luo Xiao withdrew his hand and pursed his lips tighter, "You are obviously having a fever and are reluctant to drink ginger tea. It will be much better if you drink it. Why don't you listen?"

"Why should I listen to you?" Mo Nanjue's expression became even colder. If it weren't for Tong Ran's sleeping in the bedroom, he would have gotten up and beat him up. "If you ask me to drink, I'll drink it. Who do you think you are?!"

"I'm doing it for your own good..."

"I told you to die for your own good. Do you want to go?!"

“…”

Unable to communicate.

Luo Xiao pursed his lips, "It's really hard for you to speak."

"Shut up if you don't want to die!"

Mo Nanjue picked up another magazine and flipped it over quickly. Luo Xiao looked at him, "You're wrong."

“…”

Depend on!

Mo Nanjue raised his eyes coldly, "I just like to see the opposite. Do you have any objections?"

“…”

Mo Nanjue was very upset and threw away the magazine. Seeing this, Luo Xiao stood up, bent down and picked up the magazines he had thrown on the ground, sorted them out and put them back on the coffee table.

"..." Obsessive-compulsive disorder?!

He is definitely sick!

No matter how much Mo Nanjue sat, he felt uncomfortable, and he felt uncomfortable when he stayed here. Luo Xiao sat back, "Are you hungry?"

"I'll be full when I see you."

"Then you drank the ginger tea."

"..." Mo Nanjue's beautiful eyebrows frowned, "How many times have you said this?!"

"If you don't drink, I'll keep saying it." Luo Xiao added, "Otherwise, when Xiao Ran wakes up and sees you have a fever again, you will definitely blame me."

"Do you have a head?"

“…”

Luo Xiao didn't refute, and pushed Jiang Cha at him again, "It's almost cold. Now the temperature is just right, and you won't drink too hot..."

"Can you stop talking?"

Luo Xiao was still saying, "Because if you have a fever now, the benefits of ginger tea..."

Depend on!

He deliberately?!

Mo Nanjue was annoyed when he heard this, but Luo Xiao kept saying it again and again. The man glanced coldly and picked up the glass and drank it in one breath.

Mo Nanjue threw the empty glass at Luo Xiao, "Is that OK?"

It's so bad!

"It's OK."

Luo Xiao picked up the glass that fell in his arms, got up and took it to the kitchen to wash.

More than ten minutes later, Luo Xiao walked out and brought another cup of ginger tea in his hand.

Mo Nanjue looked up and almost overturned the coffee table, "Are you finished?"

Addicted to cooking?!

Luo Xiao put the glass at his hand, "I drank two glasses when I was sick when I was young, and I got better quickly."

Mo Nanjue snorted coldly, "So you have grown like this."

“…”

Luo Xiao stared at the steaming ginger tea in the cup and suddenly spoke, "At that time, my mother cooked it for me, and she cooked it much better than mine."

Song Fang?!

Mo Nanjue thought of the things he had in Jinhai again, and his eyes were filled with coldness, "Are you reminding me to set fire to you to death?"

"Actually, I'm quite sorry for my parents," Luo Xiao's vision blurred. "They have always been very nice to me, never treated me badly, never once... If they hadn't treated Xiao Ran badly and harmed her parents, I wouldn't have attacked them."

Seeing his red eyes, Mo Nanjue curled up coldly, "Since I feel sorry, why don't you pick it up with your dad?"

"What are you going to do?" Luo Xiao raised his head with a sob, "I asked someone to hit him and set fire to the house. Do you think he can feel at ease when he lives with me?"

Besides, the matter between Luo Tingsong and Su Lan...

...
Chapter completed!