After prying the tip of his tongue apart, he pushed it directly in, inevitably leading to another deep kiss.

Tong Ran closed her eyes, tears falling from the corners of her eyes. When the man raised his head, her fragrance was still stained on the corners of his mouth.

That look is really captivating.

Tong Ran stared at his face with blurred eyes and raised her hand to wipe it for him.

Mo Nanjue bit her slender fingers and wanted to deepthroat her.

Tong Ran didn't move. She lowered her eyes lightly, casting a dim light, "Mo Nanjue, don't you think I'm dirty?"

The man paused for a moment.

Tong Ran took her hand back. Instead of looking into his eyes, she focused her gaze on her own body. Looking down from this angle, she could only see her upper body, "I was touched by Luo Xiao."

She said it very softly.

Mo Nanjue's eyes were pierced, not because of anything else, but because she said these words herself.

The man leaned down and pressed her head against his chest, "I don't care."

"But I care!" Tong Ran suddenly raised her voice. She had crossed this hurdle countless times, but every time she thought about it, it was a thorn in her heart.

If it were anyone else, she could tell herself that she was forced and not conscious, but...

But that person happened to be Luo Xiao.

Tong Ran couldn't accept what he did, just like the person who killed Luo Tingsong. Maybe others could accept it, but it couldn't be Luo Xiao.

She gritted her teeth and shed tears.

"I'm telling you, don't use these messy things as an excuse to escape," Mo Nanjue pressed the back of her head tightly, making her face close to him, "Don't mention Luo Xiao, even if it's 11,000,000

Even if Luo Xiao touches you, you are still mine, Mo Nanjue!"

Tong Ran felt sour in her heart. He didn't know that the more he said this, the more uncomfortable she felt. When she opened her eyes, she could only see the man's strong chest muscles. She bit his shoulder gently, "Mo Nanjue,

I don't deserve you."

Mo Nanjue's handsome face sank when he heard this, and his voice became colder, implying anger, "Tong Ran, if you dare to say another word, I will break your legs immediately!"

Tong Ran was frightened by him. She bit her lower lip. She wanted to cry but didn't dare, so she lay on his chest and choked.

Mo Nanjue lowered his head and stared at her wet face. The man sighed, but he still felt soft. He stretched out his hand to pull her away, "Don't cry."

Tong Ran's nose was red from crying, her little face was pinched together, and she looked pitiful, "I just... feel so dirty."

"Where's the dirt?" Mo Nanjue's big hand was about to reach out to her, "I'll wipe it clean for you."

She pushed his hand away angrily.

Mo Nanjue lay on his side next to her, put his arms around her waist and hugged her tightly. Her back was close to his chest, and the sound of each other's heartbeats could be heard clearly. This kind of embrace surrounded her every night.

In his mind, he thought more than once about when he would have it again.

His hot palm pressed against her belly.

Tong Ran's whole body felt tense.

Mo Nanjue's movements were very gentle. He spread his fingers slightly and caressed her cold belly a few times. The man's voice was hoarse and asked, "How old are you?"

She knew that he was asking about the child.

Tong Ran pulled his hand away and sat up on the edge of the bed.

Mo Nanjue did not move. He raised his eyes and stared at her slender back. The slightly arched curves were graceful and moving. He raised his hand and touched it, "Tong Ran."

Tong Ran stretched out her hand to cover her mouth. How could she forget that she was still pregnant with Luo Xiao's child?

Can you still go back?
Chapter completed!