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1271. Chapter 1270 Do you cry more tears than me?

Chapter 1270 Do you shed more tears than me when you cry?

"No matter how bastard you are, don't even think about running away," Mo Nanjue shook his arms and suddenly hugged her tightly, "You don't even think about running away in this life."

Tong Ran paused in her movements for a moment, or it could be said that women are easy to coax. With just these words, she felt all her anger disappear in an instant.

Mo Nanjue lowered his head and looked at her little face, "Why, are you finally happy?

"Don't think I'm so easy to deceive!"

"The piglets have to be fed before they can cheat."

"Don't call me piggy!"

"Okay, little piggy."

"..."

Tong Ran leaned against his chest and reached out to scratch his itch. Mo Nanjue was unmoved. She suddenly grabbed his collar and said, "Aren't you ticklish?"

"Not afraid."

"Why? Is it because your first girlfriend scratched you too much, so are you immune?"

"..."

"I'm right, right? Where else has she touched you!"

"..."

Mo Nanjue's eyelids twitched a few times. She didn't know how long she would be struggling with this topic.

He remained silent as always, holding her sideways and walking toward the cabin. Tong Ran kept asking questions along the way, such as: "Have you given her a bath?" "Does she smell better than me after taking a bath?" "She

Do you like crying?" "Do you cry more tears than me?"...

"..."

Mo Nanjue only felt that his forehead was covered with black lines. Did he even compare the number of tears when he cried?

Tong Ran chattered non-stop, grabbing him with her little hands and refusing to let go, but the man's thoughts drifted away. How could a girl from the Mo family be as lively and bold as her?

He didn't even dare to raise his head to speak, and I'm afraid I still have to kneel now.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Mo Nanjue's mouth, and he scratched an itch. If he was seen, his hands and feet would probably be chopped off.

Tong Ran looked at his expression and said, "Why did you suddenly become so cold?"

"I'm afraid you said it's too hot, so I'll cool you down."

"..."

Walking to the cabin, Mo Nanjue bent down and put her down gently, "We're here."

Tong Ran hugged his arm, "Is no one here?"

Mo Nanjue put his hands in his pockets. She knew that he would never do such a thing as knocking on the door. Tong Ran raised his hand and knocked on the door, "Is anyone there?"

No one inside answered.

She knocked again, "Hello, excuse me?"

Still no one.

Tong Ran put down his hand and turned around, "I guess the old man may be..."

boom!

Mo Nanjue raised his leg and kicked the wooden door open!

"You..." Tong Ran's eyes widened. The wooden door was already worn out. The man kicked it with his long legs and fell down instantly. "What if someone sees you like this?!"

Mo Nanjue pulled back his leg and said, "That's a lot of nonsense."

"Fortunately, no one is here..."

"you……"

Suddenly, a hesitant voice came from behind.

Tong Ran turned his head in shock and saw the old woman standing behind them holding a basket of vegetables.

"..."

Got hit hard.

Tong Ran glanced at the kicked-in door and rushed over to apologize, "I'm sorry, we..."

Mo Nanjue grabbed her with a cold face and said, "It's just a broken door. I'll ask someone to bring a hundred of them and open them every day."

How can his woman say sorry to anyone casually?!

"..."

Tong Ran rolled her eyes, who would open the door without any trouble?! She broke away from him and walked over to help the old woman take the basket, "We passed by here to see you... we thought you were not at home."

"I went shopping and picked some vegetables," the old woman didn't mind. She pulled Tong Ran in with a smile, "I said I would see you again if we were destined. Uncle Wang told me that time,

This young man came once..."
Chapter completed!
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