Mo Nanjue usually goes out in the morning and stays in the apartment to accompany her in the afternoon and evening.

Since that helicopter incident, there seems to be some tacit understanding between her and Mo Nanjue. No one has mentioned the miscarriage. Mo Nanjue doesn't mention it at all, and Tong Ran won't say it.

Tong Ran completely let go of Han Qingqing's affairs.

No matter how stupid she is, she naturally knows that that matter has nothing to do with Mo Nanjue.

The two lived together, and the man did not return to Dihao Longyuan. This apartment seemed to have become their home.

It was a good weather today, and the warm sunshine shone in. Nan Nan lay lazily on the balcony of the bedroom, scratching her head with her little paws at any time.

Tong Ran woke up very early in the morning. She raised her hands and rubbed her eyes. When she raised her eyes, she saw the man holding her.

Mo Nanjue's eyes closed lightly, and a thin layer of thin thread was shining from the sunlight on Jun's face. Tong Ran gently raised his hand, his fingertips down along his two sword eyebrows, slid across Ying's nose, and went all the way to his thin lips...

She has always longed for such a life as she can see her beloved when she opens her eyes every day.

A happy smile gradually emerged from the corner of her mouth.

It would be great if she could continue like this. She didn't want anything. As long as she opened her eyes every day, she could see him, fame, money, power... all became nothing.

Tong Ran was almost greedy to stare at the handsome face in front of her, and her fingers gently rubbed the man's beautiful thin lips...

Suddenly, I was bitten.

She was stunned. The man had opened his eyes. His white teeth bit her slender fingers lightly. When he saw his charming appearance, he knew that he had no good idea. "I sneaked into me early in the morning?"

“…”

How can touching one's own man be considered stealth?

Tong Ran has always been thin-skinned. She pulled her hand back and turned over, "Narcissistic, who touches you?"

"Don't admit it?" Mo Nanjuejun smiled, stretched his big hand around her waist, and let her back press against her chest, "If you want it, say, don't hold it in your mouth."

"Go and go!" Tong Ran tried hard to break his hand, "Isn't it enough last night?"

"Do you think it's enough?" Mo Nanjuejun's face was buried in her neck and rubbed gently, "I haven't really arrived after asking for it for a long time."

"My stomach is uncomfortable, Chen An said it will take a month..." Tong Ran bit his lower lip and pressed his elbow down his chest, "Go away, I'm going to make breakfast."

"No," the man refused, and leaned over and bit her earlobe, "What I want to eat is not breakfast."

"Then you eat cat food with Nannan!"

"Be good," Mo Nanjue turned over and pressed her down. He grabbed her face with a domineering attitude, "Kiss me."

Tong Ran reached out and hit him, "Mo Nanjue, have you been sick of asking someone to kiss you recently?"

The man raised his thin lips lightly and slid his hand into her pajamas, "I'm going to have you sick."

"Go," Tong Ran held his hand, "Mo Nanjue, you'll get angry again."

Mo Nanjue looked beautiful and his eyes narrowed, "It doesn't matter if he is angry, I'll poke you a few times and you'll be angry."

Skinless and shameless!

Tong Ran couldn't say anything about him. Mo Nanjue suppressed her and then let go. She bulged her face and got out of bed. The man refused to get up. He supported his head with one hand and looked at her with a wicked smile, "Do more, I'm hungry."

She put on her pants and turned around and glared, "Aren't you hungry?"

"If you tease me, you'll be hungry."

“…”

Tong Ran left the master bedroom like she escaped.
Chapter completed!