Mo Nanjue nodded, bent down and picked up Nan Nan. The little guy saw that he was willing to look at him and wanted to celebrate. He imitated Tong Ran's appearance and stretched his fat claws to wrap around the man's neck.

Mo Nanjue didn't push it away, and let it lick it everywhere.

Knock--

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door outside the door.

Mo Nanjue was instantly alert. He stood up with Nan Nan in his arms, and had already touched the dagger on his waist with one hand.

He couldn't figure out who would come so late.

Su Qingtian just walked to the door of the fitting room and turned around in shock. She looked at Mo Nanjue. Before she could move, a sound rang out of the door again, "It's me."

The two of them heard it almost at the same time, and this was Mo Beiyan's voice.

Su Qingtian was stunned.

The corners of Mo Nanjue's eyes sank, and then a large cloud of haze was raised.

He turned his head and looked at Su Qingtian.

Su Qingtian was shocked by his eyes. She knew what this meant, but... what could she do?

Outside the door, Mo Beiyan raised his hand and knocked on the door again. He knew that the maid had fallen asleep and his voice was a little louder, "Su Qingtian, I know you are inside, open the door!"

He had just returned from the company and drank some wine tonight. He felt so bored that the women outside were no longer interested. For some reason, he walked downstairs of the attic.

He inexplicably wanted to see her look of her eyes with her eyes closed. He usually hated her, but today it was probably because she had drunk wine.

"If you don't open the door, I'll kick it! Don't force me to be like last time!"

Su Qingtian opened her eyes wide, and she looked urgent. When she looked at Mo Nanjue, she saw a sneer on the corner of her mouth.

She wanted to explain, but she didn't know how to speak.

Bang!

Mo Beiyan raised his leg and started kicking the door, "Hurry up! Su Qingtian!"

Su Qingtian was in a dilemma. She hurriedly ran over and wanted to say something. Mo Nanjue was already holding Nan Nan and turned toward the fitting room, "Go open the door."

He dropped these three words.

Su Qingtian was stunned. Mo Nanjue had already pushed the door open and entered the fitting room.

Bang--

Mo Beiyan just kicked the door open.

Su Qingtian was shocked and almost knocked over the teacup at hand.

Mo Beiyan wore a burgundy suit, unbuttoned the buttons on his neck, and his collarbone rose and fell a few times as he breathed. He was shaking a little while walking, and almost kicked the vase when he came in.

When Su Qingtian heard the smell of alcohol on his body, she subconsciously took a few steps back, "Master, you are..."

"Why, I'm not welcome?"

Mo Beiyan walked to the table. There were so many things happening these days. The higher he stood, the greater the pressure, almost crushing his shoulders. He lowered his head and began to cough.

Su Qingtian did not see loneliness from his expression. Mo Beiyan has always acted ruthlessly. This is the only difference between him and Mo Nanjue. He is cruel, he doesn't care, he doesn't care, he doesn't value love.

Mo Beiyan supported the edge of the table with both hands. He picked up the cup of tea that Mo Nanjue had taken, and regardless of whether it was hot or not, he raised his head and poured it down.

Su Qingtian stood by the side, and it was hard to stop him, so she had to watch him drink.

Mo Nanjue was still in the fitting room, and Su Qingtian was nervous. As soon as he put down the cup, she spoke, "Master, it's getting late, you can go back and rest."

Mo Beiyan raised his head, raised his eyebrows lightly, stretched out his hand and pulled a button of his shirt, "Drive me away?"

"No..."

Su Qingtian shook her head, her heart pounding. She never disguised herself, so she could not handle such a scene at all.

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Chapter completed!