"Can't you be a bit harsher to her?" Chen An walked over, reached out and pinched Tong Ran's philtrum with some force. Tong Ran frowned slightly, "It hurts..."
"Damn it, be gentle!"
Mo Nanjue kicked at him, but Chen An dodged aside. Tong Ran only felt her eyes were unbearably swollen; she slowly opened them, "You..."
The man's face gradually became clear in front of her.
Tong Ran's eyes widened, unable to believe it, and she reached out to rub her eyes, but the man grabbed her hand, "What, don't want to see me so much?"
The mellow voice came through; only then did she realize she wasn't dreaming.
Tong Ran choked up, "Why are you here..."
Mo Nanjue pretended to get up, "Then I'll leave."
"No," Tong Ran wrapped her arms around his neck. Her gaze swept outwards, catching sight of Chen An standing and Luo Xiao kneeling. Mo Nanjue's eyes darkened, yet Tong Ran said nothing, turning her face back to his chest, "Shall we go?"
"Alright, let's go."
