Chapter 237

Shen Chengjing is silly. What's the matter! She said she didn't want him to explain, but rather?

"What do you want to hear, madam? Well Seeing her chagrined appearance, he raised Junmei, leaned forward, and asked with concern.

Frustrated, Shen Chengjing reaches out and blocks his chest: "Uncle misunderstood! I don't want to hear anything. I'm very pleased with my uncle's loyalty

She reached for her forehead, secretly stretched out her hand and pulled the skirt to block the crisp. Chest.

Damn it, her own foot on the skirt! Wearing high-heeled shoes outside can still hold up, after going home, habitually changed slippers, he was forced back, just stepped on.

"Is it?" Mo Yanchen lowers his head, puts his lips to her ears, and holds her up with his big palm. Shen Chengjing sits on the table with his big hand, forcing her to lean back.

They are so warm. The ignorant posture makes Shen Chengjing's scalp numb.

"Uncle, speak up! Let's talk it over! We are all good people with culture and quality. We are determined not to be rude, are we She quickly flattered, always feel that he jumped into the wolf's mouth.

What's the matter? She is doubting his infidelity. It's him who lies. How could it be her fault? He was so powerful that he caught her completely.

"Madame, have you heard a word?"

"What, what words?" She raised her head to his beautiful face. She couldn't help but hold her hand on the table. It was almost the limit.

"Never doubt a soldier."

“……”

"Mo Yanchen, you put me down." Her slender waist was hugged by him, the whole person was thrown into Ruo Da's boss chair, a good top-grade dress was torn up like this.

Until midnight, he was forced to take a mandarin duck bath. He was lying on the bed, looking at Mo yanchenyi at the head of the bed, looking at a document, holding a pen and not knowing what he was writing.

She just like a bug, slowly dallying, climbed to his side, reached out and poked him! There was no response. She reached out to poke again.

"Ah." She was all picked up. Mo Yanchen was in his arms. He continued to look at the documents and said in a low voice, "what else do you want to know, madam?"

Hearing that, her face changed greatly and she didn't dare to speak.

After a few minutes, he put the document aside. Turn over to let her comfortable nest in the arms, big palm along her long black hair light comb.

"I, I want to sleep." She felt the swelling of someone's body. Swelling, swallowing saliva, soft if boneless body gently sliding, ready to slide.

He fished her back, stroked her cheek with his slender fingertips, then picked up the pocket watch on one side, opened it, looked at the people inside, and looked at her again.

"Six years ago, she disappeared. But I have nothing to do with her. Now I'm not sure whether she is alive or dead, but if you see her, you must keep a distance. " He said, silent for a long time, I do not know whether thinking about how to continue to say or how, but she felt that his mood seemed to fluctuate, just for a moment, he was suppressed.

"The last attack had something to do with six years ago." His voice was low, but a little depressing in the middle of the night.

The last attack, isn't it? She was stunned! Although it was an unintentional move, she seemed to know that six years ago, something had been buried in his heart.