Luo Tingsong's tears turned into laughter as he forced himself to get up and stumbled toward Luo Xiao, "Xiaoxiao, what do you want to eat? I'll go buy it right away..."
Luo Xiao turned aside to avoid his hand and walked to Tong Ran's side, "Xiao Ran, let's go in."
Mo Nanjue's handsome face was gloomy. If Tong Ran hadn't been holding his hand, he would have rushed up to punch someone.
Tong Ran leaned against Mo Nanjue's arm, holding his hand tightly, "Uncle is talking to you."
Luo Xiao continued to stare at her face, "Then let's go talk together."
Mo Nanjue's eyes almost shot out flames.
"He was talking to you."
"But I want to be with you," Luo Xiao blocked her path, determined, "Xiao Ran, accompany me over there, and I'll talk to him properly. If you're not there, what's the point of me staying?"
Mo Nanjue's handsome face remained cold, "Luo Xiao, don't go too far."
Luo Xiao met his gaze, "Young Master Jue, are you trying to drive me away?"
