Chapter 1244: Two people taste a pain

"Then what are you doing to stare at me?"

“Because it looks good.”

“…”

Tong Ran suddenly looked serious, and she stretched out her hands to hold his face, "Mo Nanjue, something is wrong."

The man laughed out loud, "Is it right that I have to press you?"

"No!" Tong Ran retorted, her eyes staring at his handsome face and refused to turn it off, "I think you are unhappy."

"Nonsense," Mo Nanjue reached out and patted her head, "How come I'm not happy if you are here?"

"Look, something is wrong?" Tong Ran raised his eyebrows and analyzed, "Usually, you would say: Because you feel uncomfortable when you see you... How could you be so gentle?"

Mo Nanjue leaned over with his face, "Do you think I'm gentle?"

Tong Ran was stunned, his breathing sprayed on his face, itchy, "Warm... gentle."

Mo Nanjue looked at the rosy little face in front of him, but he couldn't smile. The photo was pressed into his pocket. The moment when Butler Zhou turned around was a pain that he could not relieve in his life. No matter how he persuaded himself, he couldn't get rid of himself.

Can it be pulled away?

Mo Nanjue took back his movements, he stood up, walked to the window, and turned his eyes out.

It was late at night and heavy, but not as heavy as the man's shoulders. Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes slightly, and the suffocation feeling was almost exterminated, which made him breathless. He even wondered, what did Luo Xiao feel when he faced Tong Ran and Luo Tingsong?

Can you laugh?

Two people tasted a pain. Mo Nanjue took out the cigarette box from his pocket and held it on his lips, but suddenly remembered that Tong Ran was still pregnant. He frowned and threw the cigarette box directly towards the window.

A bang came downstairs, and then the person at the entrance of the stairs came out to check. Mo Nanjue raised his hand to support his forehead, his chest was blocked violently. He pursed his thin lips and his eyes were filled with sinisterness.

Behind him, a pair of arms came up to hug his waist. Tong Ran put her little face behind him, and her voice was slim, "Mo Nanjue, what's wrong with you?"

The man did not speak or move. Tong Ran tightened his hands and shook him, "Are you unhappy?"

Mo Nanjue lowered his head slightly, and his hands were tucked together on his waist. He relied on his full expression. His eyes were filled with sorrow. Many words choked in his throat, but he was swallowed back.

It turns out that he was so scared. It turned out that some words were really unspeakable. No matter how you break through your throat, it just couldn't make a sound.

"Is it because of the child?" Tong Ran didn't know. The two had their own thoughts. She hugged him tightly, and their body temperatures were clearly transmitted. "I know you must have a grudge in your heart. Although you didn't say it, it was because you were afraid that I would feel uncomfortable. Mo Nanjue, you actually..."

Before she could finish her words, the man suddenly turned around and hugged her hard.

Tong Ran almost suffocated, her nose felt sore, "Mo Nanjue..."

The man put his chin on her head, and his arms tightened, as if he was losing his hands, "Don't move."

"sorry……"

"Don't say sorry."

"But……"

Mo Nanjue pressed the back of her head with a big palm, not letting her continue to say it. He clenched his hands into fists. The person he should be sorry for was him...

Tong Ran lay on his chest, his heartbeat was extremely fast and messy, and she could hear the uneasy rhythm.

Neither of them spoke anymore. The night wind blew in, and it was chilly. When Mo Nanjue picked up Tong Ranheng and put it back on the bed, she was already asleep.
Chapter completed!