That is Armani's handmade suit, customized by famous teachers, and limited to the world.

She once saw many suits of this style in the fitting room of Dihao Longyuan.

Each piece is top luxury.

When you wear it on him, you will bring this superior honor to the extreme!

Tong Ran opened her mouth wide instantly, almost obsessed with it.

It's really him...

It's Mo Nanjue.

But why did he find this ramen restaurant?

Could it be that he injected something like the miniature tracker in the Hunger Games into her?!

It's simply terrible!

Tong Ran grabbed the corner of the table with his right hand and subconsciously bit his lower lip.

This ramen restaurant has a large staircase to get up. Mo Nanjue took a step forward and Tong Ran took a step back.

He stepped forward.

She backed up.

It was not until Tong Ran's back pressed against the somewhat cracked wall, and a hint of coolness passed through the silky long skirt to her skin that she realized that she had no choice but to retreat.

She not only had no choice but to retreat, but also to avoid him.

No matter what, she couldn't escape from his palm.

Of course, Mo Nanjue also knew this very well.

The man was in his pocket with his hands in his pockets, and he walked very slowly, gracefully and calmly. Hei Yao's pupils stared at Tong Ran standing against the wall. Every time he took a step, he narrowed his eyes.

When he walked into the store, his slender legs had just stood still, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes closed shallowly, and then suddenly opened!

Only the cold look that made people tremble, and there was no trace of anger left in the black eyes.

This is even more scary!

After he walked in, the man in black who was standing on the street closed his tail, followed him all, and stood neatly behind the man.

Is it necessary to do such a formation...

She is not a terrorist, could she even detonate a certain bomb?!

Tong Ran's left hand hangs beside her side and her right hand holds the wall. She moves her mouth and it takes a long time to make a sound, "You...why are you here?"

"This question is good," Mo Nanjue's thin lips suddenly curled up and nodded with some appreciation, "I asked very well, Tong Ran, I don't know when you have become so considerate?"

As he said that, his slender fingers took out the cigarette case and gold-inlaid lighter from his pocket, picked up one and held it at his mouth, and did not ignite it. His fingertips casually played with the lid of the lighter.

In the quiet store, there were only the sound of clicking and the woman's nervous breathing.

"What does it mean?" Tong Ran frowned and looked at him in confusion, "What does it mean...becoming so considerate?"

Where did she be caring?

Could it be that because she ate cut noodles here to save him money on food, she became his caring little cotton jacket?!

What a mess?!

"Of course, it's not only so considerate, but it should be very considerate, because of the question you asked," Mo Nanjue paused, and closed the lighter cover with a thumb with a right time, "It's exactly what I want to ask you now!"

After saying that, the man suddenly stretched out his long legs and kicked the square table beside him to the ground!

The square table was a cheap product, but when he kicked so hard, it was instantly broken and split into pieces!

Bang--

The huge cracking sound shook almost everything in the store!

Tong Ran looked at the good table in surprise and instantly became a waste. Two corners of the table were even thrown out and flew to her feet.
Chapter completed!