Chapter 762 The place we lived together

Tong Ran wore a pink apron around her waist and cat-head slippers she bought just for Nan Nan. She was holding the pot lid in one hand and using chopsticks in the other to turn over the fried yellow dumplings in the pot.

She would cover the pot with the lid from time to time, for fear that the oil would splash on herself.

Mo Nanjue walked in, put his hands around her waist and put them on her belly. Tong Ran was startled, "Why are you up?"

The man's chin rested on the crook of her neck, "Let's see what delicious food you can make for me."

"Get out quickly," Tong Ran pressed his elbow against him, "Don't get splashed on yourself."

The man lifted up a strand of hair that was not tied up by her, "Why do you do it when you know it will splash on your body?"

"Don't you like to eat?" Tong Ran glanced at him angrily, "I can't cook the Western food you like. After all, you like to eat fried dumplings. I will make them every day."

"Please me?"

"..."

This man was so attached to people that he never left her. Tong Ran was finally held in his arms and after making breakfast, she sat at the table and raised her chin, "Does it taste good?"

The man drank red bean porridge and said, "It's okay."

Humph, it’s just okay again.

She studied the look on his handsome face and asked, "Do you dislike what you do every time?"

"good."

Humph, it’s okay again.

Tong Ran spoke again, "Then is there anything you particularly like to eat?"

The man's thin lips moved. When Tong Ran saw this, he simply spoke for him, "Whatever."

Mo Nanjue had a smile on his lips. He raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "Smart."

Humph, it’s casual again!

"I think you've lost weight." Tong Ran pointed at him.

The man looked around and said, "I've lost weight."

"You don't like to eat anything I cook, so you're hungry and thin," Tong Ran took advantage of the opportunity, "Is there anything you like that I can buy?"

"No need to buy it," Mo Nanjue kept smiling, "wash yourself clean."

"You -" Tong Ran was so angry that he vomited blood and put down his hands. "You eat so little every day. It feels like I'm abusing you."

"Just eat in bed."

Mo Nanjue didn't say anything more. He ate less because he was hungry when he was a child. Even if he didn't eat for several days, he could survive.

"..." Tong Ran was completely defeated. She picked up two fried dumplings and stuffed them into her mouth, her little face bulging from the stuffing.

The man put down the spoon and said, "Tong Ran."

She puffed out her face without any sign of shame and looked at him angrily, "What are you doing?"

"Today is Saturday," Mo Nanjue crossed his hands on the table, seeming to be very interested in this matter, "Shall we go to your house?"

"Ahem -" After she coughed, the man handed her the milk. Tong Ran drank several sips and patted his chest with his hand, "Why are you so interested in going to my house?"

"Isn't that the place where you grew up?" Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes, "I want to see it."

The most important thing is the place where I grew up with Luo Xiao.

As the saying goes, only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win every battle. Mo Nanjue wanted to see what the place where she and Luo Xiao lived together was like?

Tong Ran glanced at him sideways, "Why are you so interested in the place where I grew up?"

The man didn't look sideways, his gaze fell directly on her chest, "I'm interested in many things about you."

That seductive look is like saying, do you want to try it?

Of course, he didn't want to try it. Tong Ran took a sip of milk and said, "Aren't you busy today?"

"As long as it's related to you, I'm not busy at any time."
Chapter completed!