Chapter 3227 I'm in a funeral suit

"Everywhere is wood!"

She hurriedly wanted to avoid it, but Mo Beiyan pulled her and insisted on asking the whole thing. Tong Ran simply turned his head and shouted outside the door, "Mo Nanjue!"

"Damn, don't scream! My leg injury is healed!"

Mo Beiyan hurriedly wanted to cover her mouth, and Tong Ran took the opportunity to push him away. She just came in to see his emotions and felt relieved that he was OK, "I'll go back to the room first. You go to bed early and don't stay up late. Huanhuan will have to rely on you tomorrow."

"I don't want her!"

"Then don't go out tomorrow morning!"

“…”

Master Ran is becoming more and more arrogant.

Did Luo Xiao learn from her?!

Mo Beiyan thought about waiting for Luo Xiao to come back that night... he changed his pants. When he sent a text message, he said that after an hour, he waited for him until midnight!

Is he selling roasted sweet potatoes outside?!

Not reliable at all!

Mo Beiyan put the necklace with the ring back on it. The heavy rain outside the window was still there, and there was no tendency to stop, as if it was about to reach the end of the doomsday.

Mo Beiyan pushed open the floor-to-ceiling window. He came to the balcony, held the railing with both hands and leaned his upper body out, feeling the rain falling ruthlessly on his body.

Don't shout pain...

Mo Beiyan closed his eyes, and thunder flashed in the night sky. The man did not move, but maintained this position until the morning light was slightly revealed.

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The next day.

The sun shines brightly and the sky is clear.

The Tibetan Gate opened its roads for the first time, with flowers and ribbons placed several kilometers around it, and the ceremony flags were flying, making the grand occasion unprecedented.

More than thirty limited edition Bentley Azure sedans are rushing from a distance, these are cars sent by the Tibetan Sect, specifically used to pick up and drop off guests.

The sedan in front stopped first, and the secret guard stepped forward to pull the door open. The man's legs wrapped in suit pants were slender and stylish. Mo Nanjue was wearing a dark blue suit. He got off the car elegantly, raised his handsome face slightly and looked at the majestic Tibetan gate.

When the secret guards on the side saw him, they politely lowered their heads, "Jue Shao."

Mo Nanjue took off his sunglasses with one hand and showed his handsome and delicate face. The man curled his lips slightly when he heard this, "I'm so open and honest, aren't you afraid of yelling your mouth tilted?"

“…”

The secret guard dared not speak back, and the sect leader also ate too much, so he insisted on inviting such a dangerous person to find trouble if he had nothing to do...

At this time, the car door on the other side was also opened. Mo Beiyan got out of the car coldly, slapped the car door, and slammed it, "Get out of the way!"

Secret Guard: "…"

Still stop shouting... It's so terrible.

Mo Beiyan walked to Mo Nanjue's side, and the two stood side by side, both of whom were over 1.8 meters tall. They were so dazzling when they stood there. Mo Nanjue glanced lightly, "You are a good outfit, Luo Xiao matched you?"

"He doesn't know what he knows, and he still wants to match me?" Mo Beiyan said coldly, "I'm wearing a funeral dress. When Lin Meijie died, I've never washed it."

Mo Nanjue's mouth twitched lightly, "Did you take a shower yesterday?"

"It seems..." Mo Beiyan reacted, his face suddenly sank, "Mo Nanjue! Why are you asking this for?!"

"I mean you might as well wear a wedding dress."

"I'll wear you and marry me?"

"roll!"

“…”

The guests who were invited were all here one after another. Everyone had to search their bodies repeatedly before entering the Tibetan sect, and they were released only after confirming that they were not carrying weapons. No one was exceptional.

Mo Nanjue and Mo Beiyan looked at each other, and then walked in together.
Chapter completed!