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"Hello? Why are you in a daze?"

Yunran frowned slightly, stretched out a hand and waved it in front of his eyes.

Nangong Mo: "???"

She just said that he was carrying her on his back and raising... a little beauty outside? ! What's the meaning? !

Looking at the paw dangling in front of him like a spirit, Nangong Mo wanted to ask: I am raising a little beauty outside, where do I start talking about this?

"Hey! Nangong Mo, are you stupid?"

Yun Ran raised his hand and slapped Nangong Mo on the head.

[Well, I feel much better instantly! How about I do it again? 】

Nangong Mo: "..."

Originally he could dodge this second blow, but he thought to himself that if it would make her happy, he would hit her a few more times.

However, Yun Ran only slapped her twice, not because of anything else but because her hands hurt.

Nangong Mo delivered delicious food in time, "Aran, as the saying goes, you can only have the strength to hit someone when you are full. Come on, eat more."

Yunran glanced at him and twitched the corner of his mouth, "You mean, you haven't suffered enough yet?"

That look, that expression, said one sentence: You really deserve a beating!

The man had a smile on his face and said seriously, "As long as Aran is happy, I can do anything to you."

Yun Ran immediately raised his finger and pointed at the starry roof, "Is that okay if you want you to pick out all these jade stones and take them away for me?"

Nangong Mo: "..."

He twitched the corner of his mouth and gave a gentle smile, "Aran, don't you think this starlight roof is beautiful?"

"It's beautiful!"

"So, you don't like it?"

"I like it! That's why I asked you to pick them off and give them to me!"

Nangong Mo: "..."

No, you don't like this beautiful roof, you just like gold and silver jewelry...that's all!

The man pursed his thin lips slightly, smiled softly, and said with emotion, "Don't Aran think that if you pick them off, it will ruin this beautiful artistic conception?"

Yunran looked at the dreamlike starry sky and sighed:

[The artistic conception is indeed quite beautiful! Girls should all like it, right? Ah! The dog man must have tried so hard to deceive the little girl! 】

Nangong Mo: "?"

Lying to a little girl?

It seems that he is right.

The man chuckled and pointed to the gems above, "They belong to Aran. Everything here belongs to Aran. Aran can do whatever he wants with them."

Yunran's eyes lit up, "You mean, I can dismantle all the valuable treasures in this house and take them away?"

Nangong Mo: "..."

Is this dead girl a professional in house demolition? Want to tear everything down?

And the way she looked at the tree... what was that look? Mesmerized, obsessed and nymphomaniacal!

He is worse than a tree!

"Aran, why bother?"

"This room belongs to you. Everything here is prepared for you. Why should it be demolished? Aran doesn't like this room?"

Yunran: "???"

【what did he say? Room? mine? 】

【cut! I believe you! Would I believe this kind of nonsense that is specifically designed to deceive little girls? 】

Yun Ran rolled her eyes at him, "Nangong Mo, how many people have you said this to?"

Nangong Mo was startled and frowned slightly, "What does A Ran mean?"

"Is this room really for me? Didn't you secretly use the golden house to hide your beauty?"

Nangong Mo: "..."

Golden house... hidden beauty?

And that sentence before, he is raising a little beauty outside?

Turns out that’s the case!

What is this dead girl thinking about?

Nangong Mo pursed his thin lips, his handsome face slightly darkened, "Yun Xiaoran, is this the kind of person you think I am?"

Yunran blinked and looked at him carefully, "What kind of person are you?"

Nangong Mo: "..."

Before he could speak, Yun Ran kindly answered for him: "I am a romantic by nature, obsessed with beauty, I love the new and hate the old, I am a prodigal son!"

Nangong Mo: "...No, I am not."

"Why aren't you? Didn't you say before that there are three thousand concubines in the house?"

"No!"

"There aren't any in the house, but I can't tell you that you have raised three thousand little beauties outside!"

Nangong Mo: "..."

If you want to impose a crime, why bother?