Chapter 1291 I don’t want to be buried with a pig

"Then I will die in front of you."

"No way, if you die in front of me, won't I die of sadness?"

Mo Nanjue's big palm moved around her waist, "Then how do you want to die?"

"Don't die," Tong Ran took a deep breath, feeling inexplicably heavy, "Let's die together, in the same quilt when we were alive, and in the same hole when we died, okay?"

"No, I don't want to be buried with a pig."

"..."

Tong Ran was almost angry to death. She punched him on the shoulder and said, "Mo Nanjue, you can't be more romantic!"

The man looked at her angry look, wondering why she was so amused, "I don't want to be romantic with a pig."

"..."

Tong Ran was about to stand up angrily, but Mo Nanjue hugged her waist and lifted her up, "Where do you want to go?"

"Are we going to be wandering all the time?" Tong Ran was pregnant and did not dare to sit astride him, so she could only curl up her legs and lean on him, "Wherever you are, my home is."

Mo Nanjue took her hand and reached down her body, "Then this is also your home..."

"You are shameless!"

"Tong Ran, do you want a family?" The man buried his head in the crook of her neck, "Don't you like playing around like this?"

"No, you haven't taken me to play much. Of course I like it," Tong Ran narrowed his eyes, "Have you been to France?"

Mo Nanjue focused on the movements of his thin lips, without raising his head, "Been there."

"It's so itchy..." Tong Ran pushed his head with a smile and said longingly, "Then let's go to France? They say it's the most romantic place. I want to see lavender..."

"good."

"Then when are we going?"

The man raised and lowered his hands without caring so much, "Okay."

"I asked you when to go?"

"Okay, I said yes."

"...Mo Nanjue!"

The man raised his head when she shouted, and asked, "When did you turn three months old?"

Tong Ran was startled, "What?"

Mo Nanjue stared at her belly, which was like a lock, locking up all the benefits that originally belonged to him, "How long have you been here now?"

"Nearly two months..." Tong Ran looked at his burning eyes, smiling in her heart, but pretending to be confused on her face, "What's wrong? Do you have pink eye?"

"..."

Mo Nanjue glared at her fiercely, but did not dare to make any big move. He had to put her back into the passenger seat gently, "Tong Ran, you'd better pray that it won't reach three months so soon, otherwise I will have to do it."

It’s up to you to beg for mercy!”

cut.

Tong Ran put up one leg, and she propped up her chin, "You are so capable, then you can do it now, and I won't stop you."

"..."

The man couldn't eat meat and couldn't hit her. He could only get angry. He stretched out his big hand and held her leg, "Don't cross your legs!"

"Okay, I won't be cocky."

Tong Ran nodded obediently at this moment, but her nature was still difficult. She suddenly reached out and held his hand. It was as soft and boneless as a marshmallow, "Jue~"

"..."

Mo Nanjue withdrew his hand coldly and started the car, "Don't shout so disgusting."

"Then what should I call you? Husband?"

The man didn't say anything, but she was deliberately teasing her. Wasn't she just trying to see him feel uncomfortable?

Mo Nanjue's handsome face was cold, how could he be fooled?

The car drove out from the beach. There was no one along the way. The air-conditioning temperature was turned on just right. In fact, it was not hot at all. But Tong Ran still straightened up from the back of the chair, "Oh, it's so hot."
Chapter completed!