Mo Nanjue looked at her legs disdainfully and moved away, "No."
"I insist!"
The man didn't say anything else, and Tong Ran contentedly placed both her legs on his, Mo Nanjue frowned slightly, "So heavy."
"It's your fault for spoiling me."
"You're even heavier than Nannan."
"Nannan is also spoiled by you."
Mo Nanjue couldn't be bothered to say more. His gaze fixed on the night sky, and Tong Ran followed his gaze, suddenly tugging on his sleeve, "Look, that brightest star!"
"What's it called?"
"It's called Mo Ran's First Star."
The man glanced at it, a smile involuntarily forming at the corner of his mouth. She really liked the name he had chosen.
However, Tong Ran suddenly looked downcast. She pulled down his arm, so Mo Nanjue took out a hand from behind his head to hold her shoulder.
The unspoken gesture had already become a habit.
