Chapter 1942

Many of them are single person photos. The last one is her mother sitting on one side in a cheongsam. On the table, there is a small dog lying on it, holding something. I see her side. She is always making tea at night. The picture looks very warm.

"Men and women." Mo Yanchen seldom praises others.

Two people not only from appearance, if temperament, are matched.

"Well." Shen Chengjing answers.

She looked at it, reluctantly put it in, and looked around the whole room. It was full of maiden dream, as if he knew what she wanted.

"He's very attentive." Mo Yanchen said.

When Shen Chengjing was a child, after her parents passed away, she lived with Shen Zhicai. The decoration of the room was very simple. She began to get away from what she wanted. There was never any dream of a girl. She thought it would be good to live.

"Ouch." At this time, I heard a clear voice.

Small things lie in her arms, suddenly spit white bubble, Shen orange static scared, stretch out his hand to want to hold.

"Orange, I'll do it." Seeing this, Mo Yanchen quickly reached out and picked him up.

He called Mo Qiu on the phone. After doing what Mo Qiu did, the little thing twitched for a long time and then stopped. Mo Yanchen fed it some medicine, took out the disposable needle that Mo Qiu had prepared for him and gave it an injection.

"Orange, you sleep first, I'll watch." Mo Yanchen said and saw her standing there, staring at her.

Shen Chengjing didn't want to sleep and sat staring at the little things.

"I'm not sleepy."

They sat on the bed, watching the little thing's body moving because of breathing, proving that its fragile little life is still there.

Mo Yanchen gets out of bed and goes out to pour her a glass of water, but he doesn't see yezong standing in front of her. He keeps looking out. He goes forward and stands side by side with him.

"Night master, still don't rest?" Mo Yanchen asked.

"She's asleep?" The night always asks.

"No, I hope it's OK, otherwise she may not be able to bear the blow." Mo Yanchen said, looking along his line of sight, he saw that the direction that night always looked at was actually the direction of Shen house.

"She looks very strong, but she is very affectionate. She lacks a sense of security and love, so..."

"She needs you, too." Mo Yanchen said.

Yezong looked up at him, two men laughed, yezong turned around and patted him on the shoulder: "fortunately, she married you, I am very satisfied."

His words just fall, walk toward the room, drop a: "you also early rest."

Mo Yanchen looks at the figure of him leaving. He can imagine that the night is always happy because Shen Chengjing can come. He is so excited that he can't sleep. But he worries about small things, so he is entangled.

He poured a glass of water for her. She was so tired that she leaned aside and fell asleep.

"Go to bed early, it's daybreak, everything will be fine." He said, holding her on the bed and covering her.

Mo Yanchen looked at the little thing and prayed that it would be safe, otherwise

At night, in the ink garden, the sky has turned.

"Brother Chen just called back and said that he might not come back tonight because he was with the night manager." Don't ask at this time, after answering the phone, walk back.

A Ze, Mo Wen and Wu Hao are all sitting on the sofa. Mo Yan is also there.

"You rest early." Mo Yan said.

"Yes." They stand up, Mo Yan toward the guest room, Ye Feng also sat there without a rest.

What happened tonight, not only Shen Chengjing was affected, but they were also shocked.