He was very strong, almost pulling open the collar of her hospital gown. Tong Ran covered her chest with quick eyes and hands, "Mo Nanjue!"

"Let me go!" The man's eyes were cold, "I just have to ask you today. You have to have a child if you don't want to!"

"you--"

She protected her chest tightly, and her strength was amazing. Seeing that she couldn't pull it open, Mo Nanjue simply lowered his head and bit the softness on her chest through the thin fabric, "Ah—"

Her tears of pain were circling, "Mo Nanjue!"

He didn't know what happened today, but he was so angry that he stretched out his hand to push his head away, and the man leaned down and raised one of her legs on his shoulders, "I have to ask you today!"

"Let me go!"

He held her legs and pulled her other leg apart with the other hand. She had just had a miscarriage. How could she withstand such torture? Tong Ran bit her lower lip and could not break free from his restraints. "Let go! Mo Nanjue, you pervert!"

The man didn't speak, and the gloom in his eyes became stronger and stronger. Is it perverted to give birth to a baby for him? He was angry and naturally he was unforgivable. "Do you want to change to Luo Xiao? Will you not be perverted if you change to him to tear your clothes?!"

"Mo Nanjue! You-" Tong Ran was so angry that he pulled the base of his legs into pain. She kicked her legs desperately to get rid of his hand, "Let me go! Let me go!"

Mo Nanjue's hand was not loose, and his fingers had already pulled the buttons of her pants. Tong Ran's tears fell from pain. She kicked the man's waist with force!

Mo Nanjue did not make any ruthless moves, pinching her legs with only a little force. When she kicked, the man was on her face and was kicked out of bed, and his elbow was pressed against the broken glass pieces all over the floor!

The man suddenly groaned, "Yeah—"

Tong Ran was shocked after holding her back up, and hurriedly got up and pulled him, "How is it? Does it hurt?"

It was fake to say that it didn't hurt. Mo Nanjue's delicate side face rolled down his sweat beads, and half of his right arm pierced into the glass piece, which was touching the nerves. He stood up, his handsome face was covered with coldness, and blood dripped along his slender fingertips on the snow-white tiled floor, "Why, you don't even want to lie to me once?"

“…”

Tong Ran frowned and his eyes fixed on his right arm that was dripping blood. She looked anxious and took a piece of gauze that felt and handed it to him, "Sit down quickly, use this to wipe the blood first. I'll go find a nurse to bandage you now."

She said that she turned around and was about to walk out, but Mo Nanjue suddenly reached out and grabbed her arm and pushed her hard into the hospital bed, "Didn't you say you have to live for a while? Then stay there, don't go anywhere, live well for ten or eight years!"

Tong Ran staggered by him and almost fell down. She held the edge of the bed and stabilized her body. After this tossing, her lower abdomen began to hurt again. She raised her eyes and still looked at his right hand, "Your wound..."

"Why, I'm dying from blood, isn't it just that no one is forcing you?" Mo Nanjue's tongue gently pressed against the corner of his mouth. The man glanced at her coldly, turned around and walked outside, "You live, Tong Ran, I've been to you for many years. Just live here!"

Bang!

The door was thrown up by a strong force, and Tong Ran looked at the broken glass stains stained with blood on the ground in a daze. She felt a little uncomfortable for a moment. She lowered her head and prepared to clean up. The door was pushed open again. She thought it was Mo Nanjue who came back, so she suddenly raised her head, but saw Chen An standing at the door.

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Chapter completed!