“…”

Why was he angry suddenly?

Tong Ran's hands were in the air and had not yet been taken back. His chin was suddenly raised. Mo Nanjue pressed down slightly and approached her with the tip of his nose, "You're your name, Tong Ran?"

“…”

Tong Ran frowned in surprise, raised her eyes and met his gaze, "Are you... asking me?"

"Is there anyone else here?" Mo Nanjue turned his head and looked at the bodyguard behind him, then turned back and raised her chin. "I think they would definitely not call Tong Ran."

“…”

Tong Ran raised her face slightly and stared at him, "Don't you... don't you know me?"

"You are the second person to ask me this today. A man named Luo Xiao asked the same question just now," Mo Nanjue curled his lips evilly, and his fingertips suddenly stroked her lips, "Do you know him?"

"who?"

"Luo Xiao."

"Don't know."

"Lie!" Mo Nanjue raised his lips and pressed her, "Do you still remember how he felt when he kissed you?"

Tong Ran pushed his hand away, "Mo Nanjue, he has never kissed me!"

"I haven't kissed you?" Mo Nanjue deliberately misinterpreted her meaning. He grabbed her little face and forced her to look at him. "Looking at your expression, I should have kissed you. Why, on or under the bed?"

"I don't know!" Tong Ran turned her face hard, and her little face turned red with anger. "Go and ask Chen Jing, aren't you drunk and still being photographed by someone?"

Mo Nanjue's expression turned cold, and when she turned around, she grabbed her arm, "Come here! Where are you going to run?!"

"Don't you don't know me?" Tong Ran turned his face and glared at him angrily, "If you don't know you, I will do whatever I want!"

The man raised his eyebrows, "What do you mean, you can pull it if you know it?"

Mo Nanjue said as he turned his face to the side, and turned back for a moment, facing her, "This is the second time we have met, I can pull you openly."

Tong Ran, “…”

What a fallacy!

It’s also a pity that he could think of it… He actually asked her what her name was?!

Did he lose his memory? He didn't know her at all, just like he did in a TV series?!

Tong Ran thought of her little mouth slightly open. Seeing this, Mo Nanjue leaned forward and suddenly put his arm over her waist, "Why, are you recalling the place where I kissed you... or the posture?"

"..." Tong Ran put his hands on his chest, "Mo Nanjue!"

"Look, you all know what my name is," Mo Nanjue pinched her chin and looked at her playfully, "I asked if you were called Tong Ran but you didn't answer. Isn't this unfair?"

"I didn't say I know what you're called," Tong Ran pursed her lips and struggled, "So, sir, can you let me go?"

While you pushed me, her small buttocks were just pressing against his abdomen, rubbing and squeezing...

Mo Nanjue's eyebrows flicked, and the uncontrollable fire surged up. The man pursed his lips and his whole body suddenly tensed.

Almost the moment he hugged her, he reacted.

Damn! Is this woman looking for a beating?!

It doesn’t matter if she hugs her, she insists on running away!

Mo Nanjue's breathing became thicker, his back was straightened, and his waist was pulled off with a thrust. The man frowned in pain, and the strength on his hands couldn't help but relax.

Tong Ran didn't expect him to let go and was still struggling. He took a few steps back and almost fell down.

"Come here!"
Chapter completed!