"..."
Tong Ran didn't say anything more. She held her shoulder, "Huanhuan, I'll go back first and come see you tomorrow."
"Okay, I'll come to chat with you tomorrow," Moo Huantong looked up, "Xiao Ran, thank you. You're the first friend who cares about me."
"What are you talking about? I'm leaving now."
After Tong Ran left the bedroom, she paused slightly. Moo Huantong's words just now made her inexplicably feel oppressive and uncomfortable.
She said it felt very painful.
Tong Ran didn't dare to think, if Huanhuan really developed feelings first, but Mo Beiyan was just playing around, the consequences...
She quickly walked downstairs. Mo Beiyan happened to come out of the shower, drying his hair. When he saw her, he was a bit surprised, "Master Ran?"
Tong Ran was about to find him. She looked back briefly; the servant was still in the kitchen preparing dinner. She walked to the table, "Mo Beiyan, can we talk?"
