The man standing didn't say anything.

Seeing this, Mo Beiyan straightened his body. He leaned against the car door with his chest, "Where are you pretending to be deep like me?"

Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes, took out a cigarette from the cigarette box and handed it to him.

Mo Beiyan reached out to take it, and his hand that reached into his pocket was pressed down before he touched the lighter.

He was stunned.

Mo Nanjue's slender fingers slid into a platinum lighter and brought the faint blue flame to his lips.

Mo Beiyan raised his phoenix eyes in surprise, and raised his lips and smiled, "I can understand that you are going to light a cigarette for me?"

Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes coldly, "You can also understand that I plan to burn your mouth."

“…”

Change and twist.

Mo Beiyan lowered his head slightly, leaned over with his thin lips holding the cigarette in his mouth, and the cigarette was ignited instantly, as if some tacit understanding and deep-burned feelings also ignited.

He took a sip of cigarette and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Mo Nanjue also lit a cigarette, and the two stood side by side, their slightly raised faces were all handsome and handsome.

On the lawn not far away, Chenchenda was crazy at night and refused to sleep, and kept running around the swing. Tong Ran said while shouting and chasing him from behind. His black hair flew with the running, making his side look white.

Mo Beiyan stared at the two figures, one big and one small, and after a moment he forced himself to stay away, "I decided to take back that sentence."

"What's the matter?"

"I said before, it's not worth it for you to pay for a woman. I said you must have a short circuit in your brain, do you still remember?"

Mo Nanjue raised his eyebrows and said, "It's okay, I will pay it back."

“…”

Damn, hold a grudge!

Mo Beiyan flicked the cigarette with his index finger, "It seems that it is not that unworthy now."

Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes slightly, "Didn't you never talk about love?"

"Yes, but it has nothing to do with romance," Mo Beiyan put up a leg. "If I disappeared for four years, a woman would still wait for me without doubt, even if she was crying, sleeping, and waking up every day, never giving up, or even not looking at other men, I think this is worth it."

Mo Nanjue's thin lips curled gently, "If I could stop her from suffering so much, I would rather she forget me and live happily with others."

Obviously, in terms of feelings, Mo Beiyan and Mo Nanjue's ideas and actions were completely opposite. Mo Beiyan took a sip of cigarettes, "I don't think so. If my woman forgets me, I would rather die with her."

Mo Nanjue did not refute him, "You'll know if you go find a try?"

"Who are you looking for?" Mo Beiyan stopped judging and suddenly said, "Are you willing to look for Mr. Ran?"

"roll!"

"I'm just teasing you," Mo Beiyan pushed his shoulder, "Even if the woman you have been on, I think I can't get hard even if I take off all my clothes and turn to the bed."

Mo Nanjue looked cold and handsome, "What do you mean?"

"That would make me feel like you are."

“…”

Depend on!

What logic?!

Mo Nanjue turned sideways and was about to swing him. Mo Beiyan hurriedly grabbed his fist, "Oh, I'm just teasing you. I want me to tell you, you are just not humorous."

"That's because you owe the chop."

“…”
Chapter completed!