Tong Ran was shocked. She hurriedly rushed to the car window to retrieve her phone, "Mo Nanjue, are you crazy, are you?"

But the phone had already flew out, and the white object rolled on the road twice. Finally, it finally stopped, but was directly crushed into pieces by a speeding truck.

Crack!

Tong Ran even clearly heard the sound of the fuselage being crushed.

"Sit down."

Inside the car, Mo Nanjue pulled her arm, pulled her back into the seat from the window, and said coldly, "Don't you know that this is dangerous when the car is driving?"

"You--" Tong Ran stared at him with gritted teeth, so angry that he almost couldn't even say anything, "Mo Nanjue, do you have the habit of throwing other people's things?"

He threw away the pocket watch, his phone was thrown away, and there were some things she liked, he could throw it away casually, never with her consent!

Why can he throw her things around?!

"Because, these are mine."

Mo Nanjue suddenly narrowed his eyes, stretched out his big hand and hugged her into his arms, tightly tying her shoulders, "Including you, it's mine, do you understand?"

"Does this have anything to do with me?" Tong Ran struggled for a few moments, raised his eyes and looked at him, "Do you want to tell me that I, like these things, can you throw them away at will?"

The man's warning arms tightened, "If you push another word, I will tell you the answer."

"Mo Nanjue, if you have the ability, throw me out!"

"Do you think I dare not?"

"Then you throw it away!"

"Tong Ran!"

"Don't you dare? Then you throw it away now!"

Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes hard and lowered his head to bite her pink lips!

Seeing this, Tong Ran hurriedly lowered her head, and the man's thin lips touched her neck-

Just as the atmosphere in the car was tense, the black car suddenly stopped, and the uninformed servant came over and opened the car door respectfully: "Young master, Miss Tong."

Then, seeing this ambiguous scene, the servant stopped holding the car door, "Uh..."

The driver sitting in front of him frowning at the servant desperately, signaling him to walk away quickly.

If the young master is in a bad mood and is involved in him again, it would be bad!

He never wanted to be kicked again! The young master almost broke his waist with that last kick!

The servant was also a material that was often kicked, so he hurriedly reached out to close the car door.

Unexpectedly, Mo Nanjue moved his arm, let go of Tong Ran, raised his leg and got out of the car.

"Get down!"

The man's violent voice sounded in his ears.

Tong Ran's body became unstable and almost rolled off the seat.

What he said is to get out of here?!

Do this man dare to be a little more unstable?!

Tong Ran rolled her eyes speechlessly and got out of the car with the servant's submissive gaze.

In the restaurant in Dihao Longyuan, Mr. Zhou had prepared two types of dinners in Western and Chinese. When Tong Ran entered, he did not see Mo Nanjue sitting at the table.

"Miss Tong." Butler Zhou saw her and put the soup on the table.

"thank you."

Tong Ran nodded with a smile, then looked upstairs, "Mo Nanjue..."

"Young Master said..." Butler Zhou looked at her in embarrassment, paused for a while and said as Mo Nanjue's instructions: "Young Master said, let you get upstairs quickly after you finish your dinner."
Chapter completed!