His words made Tong Ran's already tense body stiffen even more. She hastily turned her face away, her heart inexplicably racing, "You... wish."
Mo Nanjue's mouth curved into a smile, "Yes, you're more beautiful than I imagined."
"..."
Was that a sweet nothing?
Tong Ran's face still had an unnatural expression. She looked up, and seemed to see the way out ahead, "Is it the beach?"
"Yes."
Mo Nanjue also glanced up, the man had already carried her a long way. Seeing this, Tong Ran kicked her legs, "Put me down, I can walk myself."
Mo Nanjue's hand holding her legs refused to release her, tightening his elbow instead, "How did Luo Xiao put you down before?"
She was taken aback, "What?"
"Didn't you say he carried you too?" The man's eyes darkened, "Did you always say this when you got off his back?"
"..." Tong Ran opened her mouth but didn't utter a word. Only he could come up with a question like that.
Mo Nanjue's handsome face turned cold, "Reluctant to talk about it?"
