The flight attendant glanced back and saw a handsome guy with a cool expression, her face softened as she replied, "It's... it's fine."
"Did you hear that?"
Tong Ran looked at Mo Nanjue. Noticing the cold glint in his eyes through the tea-colored sunglasses, she quickly turned around and dashed towards the airport exit.
Just as she reached the door, someone grabbed her collar. Mo Nanjue effortlessly pulled her back by his side, "Care to run again?"
"I wouldn't dare," Tong Ran wasn't really afraid of him. With a straight face, she shook her head, "I'm afraid my teeth might fall out from running."
Damn!
Mo Nanjue's handsome face turned grim. How could he have forgotten? Last time, when she woke up, she pretended to have amnesia, and he sat at her bedside for so long, answering all those questions...
It was horrendous.
