"She is sleeping in the room," Luo Xiao frowned and tried hard to pull his hand back, "I'm about to call you to pick her up."

Mo Nanjue pressed his wrist and put on force, "Are you telling a joke? Ask me to pick her up, then why are you taking her to this ghost place?!"

“…”

He just wanted to see her up close, stay alone with her, and say a few words, can't he do it?

Afraid that his arm would be twisted off directly, Luo Xiao certainly didn't dare to say that. He gritted his teeth, "I... I'm sorry."

“…”

sorry?!

Does this still exist, so it is not intentional?!

Mo Nanjue swung his punch and hit the corner of his mouth, "If you want to be beaten, just say it, it's all the way around the bush, that's asking for death!"

“…”

Luo Xiao frowned tightly, and the corner of his mouth was beaten so hard that it hurt. He choked, "I, my hand is about to break."

Mo Nanjue's eyes turned cold, and the bottom of the pond was full of the urge to pinch him to death. Luo Xiao saw this and hurriedly looked at the master bedroom, "Xiao Ran was inside, she seemed to have a little fever. I don't know if she woke up now, I didn't close the window..."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Nanjue suddenly hugged his waist, carried him up, turned around and threw him hard towards the restaurant!

Bang……

Luo Xiao fell to the dining table, with four corners of the table broken, and the marble tabletop kowtowed to his head, almost knocking him fainted.

Luo Xiao couldn't move in pain. He raised his hand and wiped his head with difficulty, but fortunately he didn't bleed.

Mo Nanjue shook his hand coldly, turned around and walked towards the master bedroom.

When the man came to the door, he suppressed the burning flames in his heart, reached out to hold the door handle, and opened the door lightly.

On the big bed, Tong Ran was lying on her side covered with a thin quilt, and she placed her hands on her head, as if she was falling asleep.

Mo Nanjue suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and his whole body seemed to be soaked in cold water and then poured into hot water. One cold and one hot can make people collapse.

The man walked in lightly, bent down and stretched his palm towards her smooth forehead.

No fever...

Mo Nanjue stood beside the bed with a tall figure. He lowered his head and stared at the woman on the bed. As long as he saw that she was safe and sound, he would not be angry at all.

Any anger can disappear in the moment you see her...

Mo Nanjue held his right hand with his left hand and twisted it a few times. The scratches at the wedding have not healed yet. Just a few strokes seemed to have tear the wound.

A little blood spilled out of the shirt inside the suit...

Tong Ran frowned slightly and was not sleeping soundly. She turned over and Mo Nanjue didn't give her the chance to kick off the quilt, so she leaned over and hugged her up in the waist.

Tong Ran frowned, tilted her head on his chest, rubbed it down and continued to sleep.

She was in great pain and felt better when she fell asleep.

Mo Nanjue didn't say anything, hugged her and walked towards the door.

As soon as he walked to the door, there was movement not far behind him. Mo Nanjue's eyes blew cold. Before he could turn around, he heard Luo Xiao's voice coming, "Wait a minute."

Mo Nanjue sneered, "Hasn't you been beaten enough?"

"..." Luo Xiao walked towards him with his shoulders, so painful that he couldn't stand straight. "Your car key fell to the ground when you hit me just now."

Mo Nanjue turned his head coldly, and Luo Xiao met his gaze, "I didn't lie to you."

He said as he walked to him and put the car keys into his hand.

Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes swept across his face, and the corners of his mouth curled up coldly, "You should go to the hospital."

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Chapter completed!