"Just kidding?" Mo Nanjue's face suddenly sank. He took two steps forward, and the powerful aura forced the person to retreat unconsciously. "Luo Xiao, let me tell you, I didn't joke with you. Tong Ran is my woman. No matter what, she is my business and has nothing to do with you. If you dare to get closer to her in the future, I will let you die and you don't know how you close your eyes!"

"Your woman?" Luo Xiao was almost as tall as him. When he raised his eyes, two completely different gazes touched each other. The man raised his face slightly and hit him, "Mo Nanjue, since you can't protect her, why should you force her to stay by your side?"

Mo Nanjue frowned when he heard this, and the scene of Tong Ran stabbing his chest with a dagger and replayed it in his mind. The blood gushed out like it was pierced into his heart. The man groaned and reached out to cover his chest. A look of pain appeared on his handsome face.

He didn't protect her...

He actually made her hurt in front of him.

Mom~!

Just thinking about this, Mo Nanjue wished that the person lying inside was himself, and Han Qingqing and Pei Ruoshui would go to hell!

Who can be more important than her?!

"Mo Nanjue, return her to me," Luo Xiao knew how painful he was, because he was as painful as him at this moment. "She would not be happy to follow you. If you let go, she would breathe like a normal person."

The man raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a funny look, "Give it back to you?"

Tamonanjue's woman is born with his mark, who else should she return it to?!

"Yes," Luo Xiao nodded naturally, and his tone was firm, "because Xiao Ran was mine."

Mo Nanjue's eyelids were lifted down, and the bloodthirsty factor in the man's body was completely ignited because of this sentence, and it ignited toward orgasm. He burst out with flames. He straightened his body, held the buttons with his index finger loosened, "Luo Xiao, you have the affinity, let me tell you again."

"I understand what I said very clearly," Luo Xiao still stood quietly, with his hands on his back, and his eyes were calm, "Xiao Ran was originally my woman, and now it's time for you to give it back to me."

"What if I say no?"

"I won't let you go," Luo Xiao made it straight to the point, without any fear. "I won't let you go in the future."

"Oh?" Mo Nanjue's tongue tipped the corner of his mouth. This was probably the funniest joke he had ever heard in his life. He reached out to put his hand on Luo Xiao's shoulder and patted his shoulder with a big palm. "President Luo is really brave. Then I really deserve to beg you, please don't let me go."

As he said that, the man paused, lowered his head and put his thin lips to Luo Xiao's ear, his voice was charming and low, "By the way, Mr. Luo, do you need me to teach you? How to write two words after you go? Don't be able to write it then, there is no Chinese teacher in the underworld."

He looked cynical, and only the hostility revealed in his eyes made people understand that he was not joking.

Luo Xiao shook his hand away and took two steps back, "Mo Nanjue, I'll give you another last chance."

"You are wrong," Mo Nanjue rolled up his sleeves, revealing his white and slender arms. He approached Luo Xiao and moved his wrist, "Now, I won't give you a chance."

After the words came, the man suddenly swung a punch and threw it directly into Luo Xiao's face!

Come and ask him for a woman blatantly?

It's simply seeking death!

Bang--
Chapter completed!