He was just moved by himself...

Mo Yaochen no longer argued that he was a little devil when he was a child. Anyway, he always did. Tong Ran didn't ask him too much about his girlfriend. His son and daughter have grown up and always fall in love. Young people will do it. His love is up to him.

When he really confirmed his heart, she believed that he would tell them on his own initiative.

After chatting for a while, Tong Ran asked him some more about Yaoqi Group, which was already moving on the right track. Mo Yaochen did not ask Mo Nanjue to help him. He wanted to fight for himself once, just take it as a training.

Tong Ran nodded and felt relieved. It is naturally good for his son to have this idea. If he is not afraid of falling, he will definitely achieve his satisfactory goal.

Mo Yaochen said as he raised his hand, and compared Tong Ran to a strong man's movement. He pressed his biceps, "My mother, are my muscles strong enough?"

"Enough," Tong Ran nodded in cooperation, "more than your father."

Mo Yaochen took her hand and put it on his chest. Tong Ran touched it thoughtfully. She laughed out loud, "No, she has more chest muscles than your father."

A cold wind suddenly came from behind...

With his head close to the shadow of the corridor, Tong Ran was stunned for a moment, raised his head and saw Mo Nanjue standing behind the two with a cold face.

He put his hands in his pockets with an angry expression that he was disliked.

Tong Ran, “…”

He heard what she said?

Tong Ran coughed lightly, and Mo Yaochen said ignorantly, "Dad, mom said my chest muscles are better than you...well!"

Tong Ran hurriedly covered her son's mouth, and she looked at Mo Nanjue, "Have you taken a shower?"

Mo Nanjue lowered his eyes and glanced at her little face. The male symbol was questioned by his own woman. He had a dark face, "Tong Ran, do you think my chest muscles are not strong enough?!"

"no……"

"You haven't touched it these two days, how do you know?!"

"..." Tong Ran covered his son's mouth and then covered him, "My son is still here..."

Mo Nanjue swept over with a sharp eye, and Mo Yaochen stood up. He covered his eyes and turned around and strode towards the other side, "No! I'm not here!"

Tong Ran, “…”

For a moment, there were only two people left in the living room.

Tong Ran looked around with big eyes, looking for an opportunity to escape. Mo Nanjue saw her thoughts and stretched her long arms around her slender waist, "Tong Ran!"

Tong Ran wanted to break the topic, "Mo Nanjue, it's ten o'clock soon, aren't you going to take a shower?"

"Wash after touching it!" Mo Nanjue hugged her in his arms. He lowered his head and met her eyes, and his nose pressed against hers, "Let's go upstairs!"

He said, bent down and picked her up around the waist. Tong Ran was startled, and his hands were habitually wrapped around his neck, "What are you doing upstairs?"

"Go upstairs to touch your chest muscles!"

“…”

Mo Nanjue turned around and strode towards the spiral stairs. He hugged her with his arms tightly. Tong Ran lowered his voice and said, "I haven't touched it before..."

"So tired of it?!"

"no!"

Tong Ran couldn't fight him and was carried into the room. Mo Nanjue bent down and put her on the bed. He stood up straight and reached out and started taking off his shirt. "Touch him seriously!"

"I've seen it!"

"It will count if you touch it!"

“…”

Mo Nanjue raised his slender hands, and before he took off his shirt, Mo Chuqi's scream came from outside the door, "Mom! Come here!"

"Here you come!"
Chapter completed!