Chapter 655

Mo Yanchen listened to her words with a deep smile.

"You sell yourself." He whispered.

"No way! I didn't leave any trace. " She resisted and felt that her IQ was so low? She took care of it.

"Inside, there's your breath." He whispered.

"Ah?" She was stunned. He could smell it!

Mo Yanchen picked her up and asked her to look at him, his forehead against hers.

"Thin!"

"So are you, uncle." She put her hand around his neck, her head drilled into his arms, listening to his strong heartbeat, incomparable happiness.

At this time, his mobile phone rang.

"Hello." He then calls, pauses, puts her down, and he turns and goes.

"Uncle, what's the matter?" She looked at him in a hurry as if something had happened.

"Someone broke into the backyard. It's dangerous. You stay here. You are not allowed to go to the backyard." He said, and left anxiously. Shen Chengjing listened with apprehension.

Ten minutes later, she called him and found that she didn't answer.

Fifteen minutes later, his cell phone turned off.

"Brother Chen." At this time, she vaguely heard the voice of someone yelling, as if something had happened to Mo Yanchen.

"Is it?" She thought that there was an accident at Qiming, and the ink garden was not peaceful tonight. Shen Chengjing grabbed a coat and put it on. Then she went downstairs in her woolen shoes and ran to the back yard.

Backyard and residence, a little short distance, she ran panting!

She only felt that tonight's Moyuan was strange and quiet. She felt more and more gloomy when she walked in the dark. She used to think it was spacious here. She liked it very much, but maybe it was because of what he said just now that she had this feeling.

"Mo Yanchen?" She called his name, but no one answered.

"Azar."

"Don't ask." She kept calling their names. Unfortunately, they all didn't respond, as if she was the only one in the ink garden.

She's in a hurry. She's in a hurry.

"Mo Yanchen, come out for me." She yelled and trotted. She panicked.

"Wow." At this time, there is a beam of light in front of her. In the dark, she is dazzled by the strong light, and subconsciously reaches out to block in front of her.

At this time, in all directions, strong lights lit up, the dark backyard lit up, her hands gently released, eyes adapted to the light.

The backyard was very quiet. Besides the lights and the wind, I could hardly see anything.

At this time, light music, music you Yang! She just flustered heart, slowly relaxed down.

I saw the sky, suddenly floating snow! Yes, it's snow

The snowflakes kept floating down, falling on her head, her face... Shen Chengjing stood in the same place, raised his head, stretched out his little hand, the cold snow fell.

"Is it really snow? Is it snowing She was very surprised, although a city is cold, but not in the north, it will not snow.

Why is it snowing in the backyard of Moyuan? The snowflakes are getting bigger and bigger, as if they are symbolizing the auspicious omen of the new year

"Hee hee." She suddenly laughed and threw her overcoat aside. The whole person was happy and forgot what happened to Mo Yanchen just now. The whole person kept dancing with the snowflake.

She once told Mo Yanchen that she likes watching snow. When she comes back from shooting this TV, she will go to the north to watch snow

"It's beautiful." She murmured softly, a kind of unprecedented happiness came to her heart.

She suddenly realized what, this is artificial snow? Is it mo Yanchen's idea? She turned back to look for his figure.