Rebirth of the live national male god

Chapter 658 Does the conscience not hurt?

The reporters followed her gaze blankly,

It was discovered that behind them, at some point, there were already two rows of men in suits,
Beginning among the journalists, opening the way.

The man at the head walked all the way to Mo Ran with a calm face,
After looking at her seriously for two seconds, he grabbed her and left.

The reporter who was still in a daze glanced at the man subconsciously,

After confirming that the other party was Yi Beichen, he looked at the hands they held together in confusion.

Interlocking fingers?

Crits are one after the other.

Even reporters who are used to all kinds of big news,

At this moment, I also began to feel that my brain was not enough.

Until those two people had already driven away, and the black suits blocking them had also left,
They were all still standing there in a daze, unable to recover.

Sitting in the car, Mo Ran looked at those silly reporters through the rearview mirror, and seemed to be in a good mood.

Turning his head sideways, he looked at someone next to him with his lips tightly pursed and his eyes staring straight ahead,

A man who seems to drive very seriously,

Mo Ran stretched out his hand and tugged on his seat belt:
"What are you thinking about? I thought you would be very happy to finally be able to hold hands on the street openly. Why do you still look distressed now?"

Yi Beichen's movements didn't change at all, not even his eyes moved.

It's just that the whole person feels a little depressed in an instant:
"I want to comfort you, but feel that you don't need comfort, but this feels even more uncomfortable."

Mo Ran: ...

Pressing the center of his eyebrows, Mo Ran turned his eyes slightly distressed:

"Then I pretend to cry? Do you have eye drops?"

Hearing Mo Ran's rather indecent answer, Yi Beichen finally looked at her helplessly:
"A person who has won an award for acting actually needs eye drops if he wants to fake cry? Mo Xiaoran, won't your conscience hurt if you are so perfunctory?"

Mo Ran sat lazily on the seat, her voice sounded like it came from the last century:
"Then I'm obviously very happy, but you want me to be sad, won't your conscience hurt?"

Yi Beichen: ...

Although helpless, I also knew that she probably didn't have any unhappy emotions.

Even though he was still distressed, he still changed the subject as she wished:
"Speaking of which, why did you ask Mo Qingyuan for men's clothing at that time?"

Mo Ran curled her lips, complaining about her own incompetence back then:
"I'm still a little stupid~ Mo Qingyuan told me that the reason why my mother left was because

It's because I'm a girl and I can't inherit Mo's family when I grow up.

As long as I can pretend to be a boy and say it's my own will, my mother will come back.

In the end, I hesitated for several days before deciding to agree, but my mother still divorced Mo Qingyuan.

I wanted to change it back later, but Moqing refused to let me go, and even made various threats.

I was cowardly back then, and I really didn't dare to tell anyone..."

Mo Ran was still remembering, but the car that had been driving very smoothly suddenly came to a sudden stop.

Before she had time to ask what was wrong, she turned her head,

It just happened to meet those eyes with deep and deep eyes.

He stared at her for a long time,

Just when Mo Ran couldn't help but want to speak,
He leaned forward suddenly, as if to kiss her.

Moran is also ready,

I was about to blurt out the words, but I also held back,

With a pair of eyes looking straight at him,
Waiting for his approach.

(End of this chapter)