Tong Ran clenched his palms tightly, and the nervous sweat was about to come out.

Mo Nanjue suddenly turned his face, he hugged her waist and pulled her into him. Tong Ran raised his head and kissed her just in time. The man bent her legs and took advantage of the shock of the kiss and quickly took out the glass residue from the soles of her feet.

"ah--"

Tong Ran twisted his eyebrows in pain, and she couldn't help but scream. She closed her teeth hard, just biting his lips.

Mo Nanjue stepped back slightly, put down his tweezers, took out disinfectant salt water and gauze to bandage her.

Tong Ran dared not move, and her right leg was so painful that it stretched straight. She stretched out her hand to touch her lips...

Bleeding.

She bit his lips...

Tong Ran swallowed lightly in his throat, and wanted to say something, but thousands of words were stuck in his throat and could not even speak a word.

She doesn't know why...

Mo Nanjue's bandaging method is very good. The wound is cleaned and disinfected, and it is not as painful as it was when he was just pierced.

He put her legs down, closed the medicine box and stood up.

Tong Ran also stood up, "You..."

Mo Nanjue paused, Tong Ran couldn't touch the ground with his right foot. She rubbed her one leg against the bed sheet and hugged his arm, "Mo Nanjue, are you still angry?"

The man's delicate eyes drooped slightly, but he did not raise his eyes, "I'm not angry."

"Listen to me, I really..."

"Go to sleep, it's almost dawn," Mo Nanjue pulled her hand away, raised his legs and walked outside, "I have something to do, you go to bed first."

"no……"

The man walked out straight and the door was lightly taken.

Tong Ran's whole body became soft and she sat down. She supported the edge of the bed with both hands, feeling that all the strength in her body was being evacuated.

The wound on the soles of the feet stings slightly...

Tong Ran reached out to cover her face, but tears still couldn't help but overflow from her fingers.

What did she do...

When Mo Nanjue came to the living room, the glass piece on the soles of his feet hurts every step. He did not bandage it, but poured a glass of red wine and walked to the window.

The howling cold wind blows the slightly wet short hair...

Mo Nanjue took a sip of red wine, and the cool liquid slid down his throat. It was obviously a very mellow taste, but he only tasted the bitterness.

The restaurant was in a mess, with pasta and fruit salad sprinkled all over the floor, mixed with overturned coffee and milk, which was so messy...

Mo Nanjue clenched his hands tightly and then let go. He shook his goblet lightly and suddenly smashed it hard on the ground.

Bang!

Red wine spreads on the carpet like blood...

Mo Nanjue raised his hand and pressed his forehead, turned around to face the huge floor-to-ceiling window.

He found it strange.

He did not doubt Tong Ran, and because of this, the man knew clearly that she would not be like this.

No matter how angry she was, she wouldn't say that.

Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes looked at the mess all over the room again through the floor-to-ceiling window.

The phone placed on the coffee table suddenly vibrated a few times.

Mo Nanjue withdrew his hand, and he walked over and picked up his cell phone. It was a message sent by the man in black, asking if he had already rested.

He called back.

The other party quickly picked it up, "Young Master."

Mo Nanjue sat down on the sofa and said.

The man in black said, "Before you left the hospital, you asked me to find someone to check the room, and the search has just been completed."

Mo Nanjue leaned up and his eyes opened with a sharp look, "What did you find?"
Chapter completed!