In such cold weather, she wants to freeze herself to death?!

“…”

She just wanted to see if he was there, so she forgot...

Before Tong Ran turned around, she was already picked up by someone. Mo Nanjue carried her towards the room, "Go in and put on your shoes!"

“I’m not cold…”

"I know it's still time to wear it when it's cold?"

“…”

Mo Nanjue threw her on the bed, bent down and picked up the rabbit-headed cotton-padded side, "Release your foot!"

Tong Ran raised her left leg. When the man leaned down, she suddenly leaned over and hugged his neck and kissed him at the corner of his mouth.

"Wear your shoes!"

"Mo Nanjue, I want to kiss..."

"Don't say I won't let you get up!"

Mo Nanjue clasped the back of her head with his big palm pressing in and deepened the good morning kiss.

Tong Ran's eyes revealed a blur, and his slender legs were raised to clamp his waist. The man still couldn't bear it. He turned over and pressed her over on the big bed.

The A4 paper at hand fell to the ground...

Now, no need to wear shoes.

It was not until Mo Yaochen came over and knocked on the door and kept calling that Mo Nanjue let her go. Before she pulled away, she pecked and kissed the corner of her mouth. Tong Ran lay on the big bed, let alone wearing shoes, now she had no strength to get up.

She just asked for it...

She knew he couldn't kiss him! He lost control in an instant!

His nature is hard to change. After so many years, he will always be more lustful than yesterday.

Mo Nanjue pulled the quilt to cover her. The man stepped into the fitting room with long legs. When he came out, he changed into a watermelon-red sweater. The collarbone was open to both sides, and the charm was slim and squirted.

Mo Nanjue opened the door, and Mo Yaochen threw himself directly on his lap. He bent down and picked up his son, "Go and wash!"

"It's been so swollen that I've opened it for so long, I knocked on the door for a long time!" Mo Yaochen looked unhappy and was still yawning, "Where is Mom?"

Mo Nanjue's eyebrows were light and walked out with him in his arms to wash up, "I haven't gotten up yet."

Mo Yaochen immediately despised him, "Mom is like a pig →_→"

"She has always been."

"Hehe, Dad, we have the same view, why do you think so?"

Mo Nanjue casually said, "Because the homonym of the master bedroom happens to be a pig's nest."

“…”

It seems to be true!

Mo Yaochen nodded thoughtfully and suddenly wondered, "Dad, aren't you sleeping in the pig's nest as well?"

“…”

Depend on!

Mo Nanjue was stunned and suddenly realized that he had also walked in. The man arrogantly turned cold, "Don't ask such questions again! Go and wash up now!"

“…”

Mo Yaochen rolled his eyes and saw, dad started talking about topics again. Hey, he should be tolerant →_→

The voices of the father and son outside the door gradually faded away...

Tong Ran: "..."

If she was a pig, then what were they?!

The Three Pigs House?!

*

When Tong Ran woke up again, it was already two hours later.

She raised her arms and shook her head in an instant. Tong Ran hurriedly reached out and pressed her temples, waiting for the dizziness to pass.

She has been having headaches lately...and it is getting more and more frequent.

Tong Ran found that although the medicine prescribed by Dr. Bohr was useful, it was only a moment. Whether it was Chinese medicine or Western medicine, it was indeed very useful for the first two times. Once taken for a long time, it gradually lost its effect.

Maybe it is because the body has produced antibodies to the drugs or the nerves are adapted, so it is difficult to maintain it for a long time.
Chapter completed!