Chapter 150

He said that he was a soldier, but looking at Mo's skill, especially after the stabbing in the film and television city that night, he didn't look like an ordinary rich man.

So she kept guessing, but she didn't know anything about it.

"What do you think?"

"No matter who you are, don't lose your life." She chuckled. She didn't look out of the window. She looked at the dim lights on the highway, but her heart was a little flustered.

In fact, these two days, she was in the film and television city. She couldn't sleep at night. She almost spent the night with her mobile phone. She was afraid that the so-called people in black would appear. When she was in Mo yuan, she slept soundly at night. When she was here, she felt that she was in fear again. Although she pretended to be calm during the day, she betrayed her by her actions.

"Good."

His mobile phone rang, and a trace of emotion flashed across his pretty face, but it soon gathered up.

"Brother Chen, is it back to the ink garden?" Ah Ze, driving at the crossroads, asked.

"Well."

Shen Cheng is sitting there, leaning against the window. I don't know whether it's a mild atmosphere or because he's around. She actually sits asleep. Mo Yanchen looks at her sleeping appearance and reaches out his hand to pull her coat.

"Brother Chen, what happened today..." ah Ze just said.

"Shh." Mo Yanchen motioned him not to speak, for fear that he would wake up the sleeping people.

If there had been an accident, he would have arrived at the studio yesterday. She knows that behind the strength of Shen Chengjing's disguise, she is incomparably fragile. She frowns and clenches her hands into a fist shape when she sleeps every night. These actions easily betray her heart.

Hearing this, a Ze nodded his head.

Back in the Mo garden, it's more than seven o'clock in the evening. After eating, Shen Chengjing secretly runs back to the bedroom and looks at her face in the mirror. Although she has taken the medicine, it's not so red and swollen, but it's still very obvious.

"I'm really sorry to hurt you every time." She said to her face in the mirror, covering it with her little hand and sighing.

Mo Yanchen took off his coat and put it on the hanger. He walked up to her and looked at her small hand covering her face. The corner of his mouth raised a perfect arc.

"Have you ever thought of a banquet?"

"Wedding banquet." He added.

She pauses, lowers her eyes and smiles. She pulls her sleeve and leans slightly towards his shoulder. Her hand gently pulls his arm.

"Is uncle going to marry me?"

Mo Yanchen bowed his head and fiddled with her long hair with his slender fingertips: "what should be done is still to be done! Don't you want to be open to your husband, eh? "

"Wait a minute." She thought about it, glanced at him, reached for his arm and said, "wait for me for a while, wait for my career to start."

"Good."

"Uncle, I find it's nice to meet you." She looked at the two people in the mirror, especially the superficial doting on his casual appearance, and her small face overflowed with a happy smile.

Close your eyes and smell his breath, eh! splendid.

"Oranges."

"Well?"

"Nothing. Go to bed early." He said, holding her up horizontally, and walking to Ruo Da's bed, Shen Chengjing stared at him nervously, looking at him unnaturally.

He lifted the quilt over her and lowered his head to kiss her on the forehead.

Shen Chengjing suddenly raises her eyebrows, grabs a corner of the quilt with her little hand, and finds him lying beside him. She just reaches out to take her into her arms. She can't feel that he has other actions. She struggles with her thoughts and gradually falls asleep.

At this time, Mo Yanchen's mobile phone kept shaking