Tong Ran bit her lower lip, and she looked at his face in disbelief, not understanding why he could say this. She shook her head, "You..."

"Don't ask me why, it's too old-fashioned to play. If you insist on giving me a reason, it's that I'm tired," Mo Nanjue's index finger pressed hard, pinching a red mark on her small chin. He smiled coldly, "Since we have so many obstacles together, why don't I go to find someone else? I can kiss and have sex like others, and other women react better than you, and you know that I have never been the only woman."

Tong Ran opened her eyes wide, her pupils contracted violently, and when tears rolled down, Mo Nanjue raised his hand and threw it down, "I have indeed loved you, but this love is limited to a little more than you like. You have nothing to cry about. In fact, I gave the Emperor Jue to Mo Beiyan purely a commercial dispute and had little to do with you. As for Luo Tingsong and Han Qingqing's things, I don't want to explain. I said it was fake. Anyway, it doesn't make sense to say too much now."

He was heartbroken every word, and didn't want to leave a trace of retreat for himself. Mo Nanjue thought that if he really left a way to turn back, he might turn back in the next second.

Turn around and hug her, or can't help but kiss her.

He never thought he could be cruel in loving her.

Tong Ran couldn't listen to what he said or done, how could she not know? She knew that he was angry, and why did she feel sad about Chen An's affairs?

She wiped her tears and shook her head, "Mo Nanjue, don't say these words to stimulate me, I know you love me..."

"Just," the man sneered, "Why do I have to love you? I would rather never meet you if I had known that loving you was so tiring."

"I don't believe it!"

"It has nothing to do with me if you believe it or not," Mo Nanjue straightened his body, and he looked cold. "Don't forget that you were my lover. We started by taking the transactions we needed. But I have been with your body for a long time, so I got used to it. The biggest mistake I made in my life is to call this habit related to desires and desires absurdly love."

"You're talking nonsense!"

"As far as you go, I've said everything I should say," Mo Nanjue put his hands in his pockets, and he glanced at her coldly, and the coldness of his eyes was like when he first met. Tong Ran felt that he could never melt. "Don't be sad because I got to you. Although you gave it to me for the first time, how much is the first time this year?"

Tong Ran raised his eyes and looked at his face. His thin lips opened and closed, but the words he said were contrary to her heart. She could not describe the pain at this moment, but she still had those three words, "I don't believe it..."

How did she believe it?

Tong Ran thought that even if she was beaten to death, she would not believe it.

Mo Nanjue raised his handsome face slightly, "In the afternoon in the hospital, didn't you ask me why I've been distracted recently? As a result, it was the last time I met. I will tell you tonight that it was the scene where I was thinking about you and Luo Xiao going to bed. You also know that no man doesn't care about this kind of thing. Every time I go to you, you will remember it, and you will remember it when I am with you. Instead of thinking like this for the rest of my life, I might as well throw it away."

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Chapter completed!