Chapter 1919 You can drive sadly

It's not that Chen An hasn't complained to him. He would mention it many times when we were together. Once when he was drunk, Chen An said that if there was a chance in the future, he must kick out all those old and immortal people and give back to the Chen family.

peaceful.

But he actually knelt down to them...

It is impossible for Su Qingtian to lie about this. She must have indeed seen the conversation between Chen An and the Chen family elders, otherwise she would not be able to make up such a lie.

Mo Nanjue raised his hand and put it lightly against his eyes. The engraved features reflected heavy shadows in the sun, so heavy that they could crush his shoulders...

How could he not understand that feeling?

It's like asking him to kneel down and kowtow to Xie Yanghua, beg him, kowtow to beg him over and over again...

That's not calling for help, that's calling yourself a humiliation.

He would rather humiliate himself than ask them...

Yes, Su Qingtian was right when she said something, he was really stupid, and Mo Nanjue also thought he was really a fool. If the Chen family had the power to beg, would they still let him complain for so long?

There really is no one more stupid than Chen An. If he were here, Mo Nanjue thought, he would definitely knock him to the ground with one punch and beat him until he stopped being stupid.

Why don't you stay here for me!

There was a slight lump in Mo Nanjue's throat, and the sourness on the tip of his nose was uncontrollable. He lowered his eyes, and suddenly a hand reached out and held his hand.

Tong Ran moved a little closer and put her head on his shoulder. She said softly, "Shall we take Chen Chen to live in Chen An's apartment tonight? The place hasn't been cleaned up for a long time. If he comes back suddenly,

You can't just deal with it temporarily, it will definitely be too late."

Mo Nanjue nodded lightly and held her small hand with his big palm, "Why are your hands so cold?"

"Then help me warm it up."

"I'll go!" Mo Beiyan glared at the rearview mirror, "You're letting an unpleasant person drive? I'm still fucking here!"

"..."

I forgot to mention a big joke in front of me...

Tong Ran hurriedly let go of his hands and sat up straight. Mo Beiyan stretched out a hand behind him, "I'm actually cold too. Master Ran, can any of you warm me up?"

Mo Nanjue took his wrist and twisted it in the opposite direction!

"Hiss... it's broken, it's really going to be broken!"

Mo Nanjue raised his eyes coldly, "You can drive sadly, no one requires you to be happy."

Sister.

Mo Beiyan quickly retracted his hand and almost unscrewed the steering wheel and hit him on the head. His face was full of black lines, "I am now the driver?! What a fucking Haji..."

Mo Nanjue put up one leg and looked out the window again.

Tong Ran glanced at him, hesitated and then said, "That thing Su Qingtian was talking about... what is the congenital muscular atrophy?"

Mo Nanjue's brows furrowed and his eyes were stung fiercely. He did not speak and maintained his original posture.

The left hand resting on the delicate chin is slightly clenched...

Tong Ran reached out and pushed his shoulder lightly. She narrowed her eyes in confusion, "Mo Nanjue? What's wrong with you?"

Mo Beiyan knew that Jue didn't want Tong Ran to know. If it were him, or any man, he wouldn't want his woman to know. Anyone who wants such a thing to be so painful would wish to dust it away forever and never bring it out again.

.

He was in pain when he saw him...

Thinking of this, Mo Beiyan waved his hand and pretended to be lighthearted, "Oh, Mr. Ran, why are you so stupid? Su Qingtian made it up. She doesn't like you, so she broke the rules.

Now, I can’t lie to you anymore. I’m going to die. Isn’t it because I want you to feel uncomfortable or collapse?”
Chapter completed!