Tong Ran, I love you...

When Mo Nanjue said this, the recorder behind him played the climax part of the song, "The hair will be white, the soil will be buried, the longing will not be corrupt, and you will love it even if you are dead..."

Tong Ran covered her mouth in surprise. She didn't expect that what Mo Nanjue said this morning was like this gift...

This is the first time he said, I love you...

This is his first confession...

As he crossed Luo Xiao's shoulders, the bright red roses became more and more dazzling. Tong Ran felt that his chest was being drained, and his feet seemed to be fixed and he could not walk no matter how hard he was.

Why is it so coincidental...

There was no movement above his head for a long time, and Mo Nanjuejun's face was a little uneasy. After all, it was the first time he did such a thing. If he wanted to chase girls, he naturally had no experience.

Where can there be a girl who needs him to chase after him?

The man was half-kneeling on one knee. This was the first time he did this in front of someone else, let alone a woman. Mo Nanjue held the bouquet of flowers in his arms and his hair was sore. He coughed lightly, "Tong Ran, are you moved to mute?"

This stupid woman was probably moved and cried...

Luo Xiao stood at the door with his hands in his arms, just a bouquet of flowers, and he could clearly feel the joy revealed in Mo Nanjue's words, but for him, it was a huge sadness. He raised his eyes and curled the corners of his mouth cruelly, "Young Master Jue, what a coincidence, we have met again."

“…”

The air condenses instantly.

It seemed like ice was rising all around, and this sentence shattered everything!

After hearing this, Mo Nanjue's originally bright eyes suddenly gathered a large cloud of sinisterness. How could he not recognize this sound?

The man's handsome face became gloomy. He did not look up in a hurry, but slowly stood up. In his hand, the bunch of roses that were originally held drooped with his movements. The four big words "Mo Ranchuxin" on it also rolled down and fell to the ground in a mess.

Mo Nanjue stood up and bent down, flicked the dust on his knees with his index finger, then straightened his body. He put his hands in his pockets. In just a moment, the affection that had just been revealed was gone, and he returned to his condescending cold and arrogant attitude.

The man's delicate chin raised slightly, and he looked into the door with his black eyes of broken ice.

He saw Luo Xiao at a glance, but his eyes did not stop, but looked over his shoulder and looked at Tong Ran in the entrance hall.

She was holding her collar, but she couldn't hide the torn shirt. The fine marks on her neck were very light but clear, and her little face was abnormally pale.

The coldness in Mo Nanjue's eyes was broken bit by bit, quenching a hint of despair. When his eyes were withdrawn, he swept across Luo Xiao's ripped open collar.

The man's beautiful collarbone and the red marks accidentally caught by a woman when she was struggling.

It's simply clear at a glance.

All this had turned into a sharp sword in Mo Nanjue's eyes. Even though he tried his best to cover it up, he still took a step back by being stabbed. He stepped on the rose. He used a slight force on his heel and easily crushed the bright red petals.

Just like his heart.

He deserves the stupidest and most embarrassing person in the world.

Oh.

Mo Nanjue's evil mouth curled up an unknown smile. He raised his hand and threw the 999 roses directly from behind and downstairs. The bouquet was too big. When he flew out, he wiped the jewelry box hanging in the air and fell down.
Chapter completed!