It's a shame to look back on!

This man really doesn't know anything but rape, threats and swearing?

"What are you thinking?" Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes keenly, "Blushing like this, thinking about men?"

"I want you to take care of it. Tong Ran put her right hand back on the side of the bed, since she was sick, she would take an injection to recuperate, she would not be so stupid as to be unable to get along with her body.

If his body collapses, how will he see the scene of Mo Nanjue kneeling and begging for mercy in the future?

"Tong Ran, it seems that you still haven't learned a lesson. ”

Mo Nanjue stood up, flicked his fingertips against the plastic tube of the infusion bottle, and his tone was not hurried, "In the future, if you say that you want you to take care of me, let me go, and don't want such words, I will punish you once like last night." ”

He leaned down as he spoke, and his thin lips touched Tong Ran's forehead, which was still slightly hot, "Until you die of shock due to overindulgence, do you understand?"

"You—" Tong Ran stared at him with wide eyes, unable to speak for a moment.

Please, if she would die of shock due to overindulgence, wouldn't Mo Nanjue have to foam at the mouth and bleed to death with convulsions of her hands and feet?

She thought about it, but still didn't say it.

Forget it, she doesn't have the strength to quarrel with him anyway, and there is no need to talk to a perverted erotic maniac.

One accidentally offended him, and he didn't know how much suffering he would have to suffer.

……

At dinner, Tong Ran looked at the small bowl of plum porridge in front of him in a daze.

In front of Monanjue, there is a large table of rich Western food.

The menu is complete and has everything you need.

The man took a sip of pre-dinner soup elegantly and looked at her sideways, "What are you doing in a daze?"

“……”

Tong Ran pursed his lips, and it took a long time for a sentence to come out: "I don't like to drink porridge." ”

When she was a child, she loved to drink porridge very much, and her mother held her every day and sat on her lap, blowing and feeding her, while telling her stories.

Since her mother died, she has never drunk porridge again.

"If you don't pretend to be sick, Steward Zhou will prepare porridge for you. Monan Jue said coldly.

Isn't it just a bowl of porridge, this woman needs to look like she is about to cry, he bullied her?

Tong Ran glanced at him, it seemed that it was impossible to communicate with him, so he had to pick up the spoon on the side of the bowl and stir the porridge for a while.

If it weren't for his affection, would she have become like this herself?

"If you don't want to drink, don't drink. ”

Seeing that she hung her head and didn't say a word, Mo Nanjue suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist, "Come here." ”

"Ah...... It hurts!"

Tong Ran bit his lower lip, covered the back of his hand that had just been dripped, and raised his head angrily, "What are you doing? This is a restaurant, where do you want me to go?!"

Because of the fever, her little face was flushed, and her pale pink lips were slightly pouting to exude a seductive color, Mo Nanjue's eyes flashed, and her big hand pulled hard, pressing Tong Ran's whole person on the table.

"Hmm......"

His exclamation was swallowed up by him.

Mo Nanjue kissed her hard, brought over a bowl of red dates and white fungus soup, scooped a spoonful into his mouth, and fed her lips like this!

"Don't ...... Ahem......"

The cold and smooth white fungus was fused to the extreme between the lips and teeth of the two, and a bowl bottomed out, Mo Nanjue didn't seem to have tasted enough, and finally simply threw away the spoon, picked up Tong Ran and walked towards the room upstairs.

Tong Ran was almost suffocated by his kiss, and now he was even more dizzy, the man blushed with a handsome face, kicked open the door and threw her on the bed.