"I might not be coming tomorrow."
On the bed, Gu Huan held Mo Ran and said in a deep voice.
His expression was complex.
Just now, Liu Yanjing had transmitted a message to him that the ledger from the brothel had been taken, and he could roughly guess who it was.
It was likely his father's men.
"What's wrong? Is there something I did poorly? Are you unhappy?"
Mo Ran lifted her head slightly and asked, her eyes full of doubt.
"No, you're wonderful. Don't worry. Just stay here, and say if you lack anything. Someone will help you get it."
"I'll come to see you again in a while."
Mo Ran nodded slightly.
"Then don't leave tonight."
"Alright."
This time, Gu Huan did not refuse. Since everything was already known, he decided to be more indulgent.
His large hand began to roam restlessly.
Mo Ran closed her eyes slightly, her cheeks flushed. Watching him, her appetite was truly whetted.
The wolfish nature began to explode.
"Oh!"
