Chapter 1788

Feeling the existence of men, Shen Chengjing's deep heart seems to be much better.

"When did you come?"

"Not long ago! Are you hungry? I'll take you to dinner Mo Yanchen said in a deep voice.

In fact, after she came out of moqiuna, he followed her behind. For fear of disturbing her, he stood outside waiting for her to come out! It seems that she should have figured it out.

"I want to eat it cooked by uncle."

"Good!" Mo Yanchen said, with a deep smile, women began to act coquetry again.

He took her to drive, did not return to the ink garden, but went to the seaside villa!

"Uncle, we're not going back?" Seeing that there was something wrong with the road, Shen Chengjing asked.

Mo Yanchen seriously driving the car, freeing up a hand to touch her head: "do not go back, they do not need you."

There is something in his words. Anyway, he doesn't need to feed others. It's the same whether Shen Chengjing will go back or not!

"Uncle."

"Orange, I need you more than they do." Mo Yanchen said in a deep voice.

His fingertip across her cheek, actually blocked Shen Chengjing can't say, she picked pick show eyebrow, silently reached for a mobile phone, made a phone call.

"Hello, Ma! Are they awake now? Is there any trouble? I have something to do with ah Chen. Maybe I can't come back tonight. Would you take care of me? "

Lin Qinghui listened and immediately told her, "I don't need to take care of you tonight. Someone will take care of you for us."

On the other end of the phone, Jiang commander and Mo Yan make a noise. Later, he hears Mo Shuai Nan and Mo Qingcheng's laughter. Shen Chengjing listens and knows that it's unnecessary to go back.

"It's very busy at home." She commented with a smile and thought the pictures were interesting.

"My grandfather is here?"

"And father Jiang!" Shen Chengjing chuckles. He clenches the small hand holding the mobile phone. The man drives with one hand and turns to chat with her from time to time.

At night, a city has entered a kind of prosperous dream, with some mystery, which makes people easily lose themselves.

A black Mercedes Benz drove on the road, handed it to the fruit shop, bought two kilograms of fruit, and then returned to the apartment.

Ouyang hummed a song, dressed in a slim blue leisurely suit, pants are split, pedaling 10cm high heels, his whole body exuded some kind of unmanageable momentum.

"When." At this time, she took the key to open the door and went inside!

Looking at the falling rose on the ground, she stirred up a rare smile at the corner of her mouth!

The man actually came. She put the rose in front of the door. When the door opened, the wind would blow the rose down! Now the rose fell there, and a few petals were missing.

"Ha ha." With a low smile, Ouyang went in, took off his high heels and walked on the floor barefoot.

She went to the front, reached out to take off the Blazer Jacket, inside the small white shirt set off her graceful figure, she casually lifted the curled hair.

"Hiss." At this time, a subtle sound came from the room.

Ouyang takes it to sleep and walks towards the bathroom. There comes the sound of water clattering. On the glass door, the delicate figure of a woman is constantly reflected.

"Hiss." The subtle voice seemed to be panting.

Qiming micro narrowed his black eyes, staring at the glass door, looking at the slim figure's action, there is something in his nostrils, only to see his white shirt in front, dyed red.

"Ouyang He called her name in hatred.

Ouyang seemed to hear his voice, opened the door and came out. It was hot in summer. She was wearing a translucent suspender skirt. When she walked around, her chest was looming!