"Didn't you say it?" She gritted her teeth in discontent, "You said I dare not leave and you will die!"

Mo Nanjue lowered his head and pressed against the tip of her nose, "Tong Ran, if you have the courage to say something, try it."

The man's tone was gloomy. Tong Ran listened to his threatening words and warned. He was scared and hadn't recovered yet. Her nose was sore and sobbed twice, and she cried out.

“…”

Mo Nanjue was obviously stunned. In the past, she would cry secretly alone, either biting her lip and not letting her make a sound. This was the first time that the man was inexplicably at a loss and sat up and pulled her up, "Don't cry."

"You, are you in charge?" Tong Ran's shoulders were thrusting, and her little face was covered with tears, looking pitiful, "You, if you are unhappy, leave, I cry, it's my business whether I cry or not."

"Okay, your business," the man said following her, reaching out to wipe her tears but was avoided, "Isn't your business my business, I must take care of it."

Tong Ran cried on her own and was too lazy to pay attention to him anymore.

The more she cried, the louder she became. Mo Nanjue pressed her on his chest and patted her on the back of her head with a big palm. He didn't know that the woman was getting sadder as she coaxed her at this time, and even added, "Be good, stop crying."

His words were undoubtedly the best tear gas. Tong Ran was originally in a depressed and uncomfortable mood. She felt much more comfortable when she cried like this. She kept rubbing her face against his chest, wrapping her hands around his back, and cried until the end, making the man's shirt wet.

Feeling her sobs gradually became smaller, Mo Nanjue breathed a sigh of relief, "Are you tired of crying?"

"You have to care!"

The man smiled and said, "Okay, I don't care."

It was late at night and the hospital seemed particularly quiet. The windows were open in the ward, and the cool wind blew in, which was very comfortable.

Tong Ran lay on his chest and suddenly reached out to grab the waistline of his shirt, "Don't use such a thing to scare me in the future."

Mo Nanjue followed her everything, "Okay, don't take it."

"Everything else is OK, but no such thing is allowed," she seemed to have not heard his answer, and her little hand clenched, "Absolutely not. I will ignore you next time."

"good."

"You have to say 'I promise you, absolutely no'."

The man said as he said.

She added, "You want to say that I, Monanjue, swear."

"I, Mo Nanjue, swear, I will never scare you again. If I scare you again, I will not be able to win you for ten years. Will I succeed?"

"..." Although he was diligent, Tong Ran always kept breathing in his heart, "You should treat me perfunctory!"

The man raised his eyebrows, "Where do I dare?"

"I won't spare you anyway."

"Okay, don't let it go."

"Mo Nanjue!" Tong Ran pushed away his hand and sat up, looking straight at him, "Why are you suddenly so obedient?"

Mo Nanjue looked at her with a smile, "Am I obedient?"

"You're not normal."

"Okay, not normal."

"You..." His submissive move really made her speechless. Although she scolded him verbally every day, her appearance was hidden, and she was really unacceptable. "Stop making trouble, you should be normal soon."

"Okay, no trouble."

"Mo Nanjue!"

The man sat upright, "What's wrong?"

"You should return to your original appearance."
Chapter completed!