"Not at all, you promised me."

Tong Ran said and went to grab the bottle of wine. Mo Nanjue didn't have much strength in his hand. She just pulled it off. The man's uncontrollable five fingers opened slightly, and a bang...

The wine bottle fell to the ground and smashed it.

Tong Ran thorned in his eyes and hurriedly squatted down, "I didn't hold it firmly..."

"Don't move, you will get the cut." Mo Nanjue pulled her hand back and wrapped it in his palm. The waiter beside him hurriedly stepped forward and cleaned up the residue.

Seeing this, Mo Beiyan pushed away all the wine on the big coffee table, "We won't drink today, we will go and get a few pieces of freshly squeezed juice."

"Sir, we only have wine here..."

Mo Beiyan shook his eyes coldly, and the waiter was startled and nodded quickly, "I, I'll go out to buy it now."

This is almost the same.

Mo Beiyan put up a leg and looked at Mo Huantong, "Come here!"

"It's nice for me to sit here."

"I'll ask you to come here and sit!"

Mo Huantong didn't move, and reached out to pick up a cake and ate it.

She is challenging his limits?!

Mo Beiyan suddenly stood up and was about to go over and pull her when a charming figure suddenly passed by. Seeing that it was him, he couldn't help but stop, "Young Master Yan?"

Mo Beiyan looked at her coldly, "Who are you?"

"Mr. Yan, have you forgotten me?" The woman rarely saw him, so she hurriedly put her on her arm, "You took me with me a few times in the royal family entertainment..."

Mo Huantong lowered her eyes and held her hands on her legs tightly.

He really has many women... can he meet anywhere?

"Get out!" Mo Beiyan shook her hand away. So long ago, even if there was, he really had no impression.

Since getting married, he hasn't come out to play for a long time, and all parties have been basically rejected. He can't recognize any of the people in the past.

The woman staggered, and this time she couldn't hook her, she had to forget it. She turned around and her eyes stayed on Mo Nanjue's face for a long time, but the man's expression was too cold, so she had to twist her waist and walk towards the other side again.

Mo Beiyan sat down with anger, and the atmosphere was awkward. Tong Ran leaned his head on Mo Nanjue's shoulder and suggested seeing this, "Don't you say it and relax? Who will go up and sing a song first?"

"I'll go!"

Mo Beiyan stood up, Tong Ran looked up at him, "What are you going to sing?"

Mo Nanjue put up a leg and "Save."

“…”

This proposal is good.

Very appropriate...

Tong Ran wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. Mo Beiyan glared at him, "I don't sing like this!"

"Then which kind are you going to sing?"

"The man sang it!"

Mo Nanjue put his hand on Tong Ran's shoulder, "I can't forgive."

“…”

Depend on!

He was just intentional!

Mo Beiyan almost burst into anger. He stepped over the coffee table and walked towards the stage, "I want to choose a song that no one can match."

...

What does it mean if no one can match?

Divine song...

Tong Ran leaned in Mo Nanjue's arms, the man hugged her with his arms, and there were shaking music and DJs around her. She closed her eyes and reached out to hug his thin waist with both hands.

They are like the most ordinary couple, without disputes or family, and can come to such a place when they are resting, enjoy life and relax.

The most important thing is that he can accompany her, which is the premise of everything and the premise of her being able to live.
Chapter completed!