"You—" Tong Ran's eyes widened, he was as shameless as ever. She quickly held onto his shoulder, afraid he might really walk out, "No! I'll shout, I'll shout now!"
Mo Nanjue's footsteps moved slightly, but his actions didn't stop, "Shout."
Tong Ran's face turned red, but she couldn't shout. She grabbed onto his shoulders with both hands, "I..."
The man kept a calm face, "I want you to shout it for me!"
Tong Ran raised her head, her eyes met the fervent gaze deep within his eyes. She stammered, "Old..."
Mo Nanjue bowed his head and stared at her. Tong Ran gritted her teeth, but the last word of 'man' still didn't come out. She raised her upper body and, without waiting for him to speak, fiercely blocked his lips.
Mo Nanjue's eyes suddenly brightened. Tong Ran wrapped her arms around his neck; the kiss was gentle and lingering. She imitated his way by biting his thin lips before pulling away.
