"You're always so fierce!"
"Yes, I'm always fierce."
"Mo Nanjue!"
"I'm here."
"It's all your fault!" Tong Ran cried, her nose tingling with sourness. She reached out and pounded his chest forcefully, thinking about how fierce he had been before. Her little fists became even more forceful, "You told me to live here, you told me to stay for a lifetime, you pushed me, it was all you who said it..."
"Yes, I said it all," Mo Nanjue held her tightly. The man's refined chin rested on her, and he embraced her so tightly that she felt a bit of pain, "It's all my fault."
"Anyway, it's all you..." Tong Ran tried to punch him in the face, but after raising her fist, she couldn't bear to do it. Her hands dropped and hugged his neck, "I really hate you."
"I know."
"I feel like biting you to death."
"Go ahead and bite," the man slightly curled his thin lips, "I brought Nannan's toothbrush, so you can brush your teeth after biting."
