Mo Nanjue pivoted in the hospital room, standing firm as if he were the master of the domain. He cradled the woman in his arms, her body light and airy. He slightly tilted his handsome face upwards, "Sorry, my woman is only accustomed to being held by me."
"Mo Nanjue!" Luo Xiao stepped forward with fists clenched, flames of anger dancing in his gentle eyes, "Do you really find it amusing to forcibly keep Xiao Ran by your side?"
"As long as she is willing to call my name, I find it amusing," Mo Nanjue's face was tinged with a smile. He lowered his head and planted a gentle kiss on Tong Ran's cheek, "What about it, President Luo, do you want to stay here and witness an explicit display?"
"Mo Nanjue, I advise you to let go," Luo Xiao's face was dark, his eyes cast downward, flickering with indeterminate shadows, "I've said this more than once, I won't let you go again."
"Hmm…"
