Chapter 1994

She said angrily: "I just thought it was red sandalwood... No! Uncle, you, you, last night, with me, that's you? "

Shen Chengjing finally thought of the most crucial question. Did she sleep with Mo hongtan or Mo Yanchen last night?

Now my mind is blank. I'm not sure. I don't know when Mo Yanchen came back.

"Ah." Shen Chengjing was hugged by him and put her body to one side. The man lifted her nightgown and put her body on her body. She let her feet step on his feet and occupied her fiercely.

"Uncle, ah! You, ah, you haven't answered my question Shen Chengjing's understanding has taken time. She is holding the man's shoulder with her small hand and panting in a low voice.

The body follows the man's Crazy Rhythm, gently moves, water sprays on the body, water drops from him, sexy and attractive.

Shen Chengjing's body is held by a man. The man lowers his head and bites her earrings. His powerful arm goes around her body and falls on her chest.

"Orange, remember?" Mo Yanchen's magnetic voice sounded in her ears.

She has not yet recovered, once again by the man possession, her small hand against the side.

After a long time, she stuck to his arms, listening to his powerful heartbeat.

"Last night, you were very enthusiastic! Orange, do you want any more now? " The man whispered in her ear, fingertips teasing her body: "if the orange still wants to, I will continue."

"Ah." Shen Chengjing screamed softly.

Her little hand held his wrist, and her words became incoherent: "uncle, yes, uncle, no, I, I have to go to the film, I don't have time."

"Ouyang asked for leave for you." The man said in a deep voice.

Ask for leave for her? when? Shen Cheng is still confused. Why doesn't she know that Mo Yanchen already knows? How can you smell the red naked plot?

An hour later, Mo Yanchen let her go, reached for the shower gel and washed her body clean. Shen Chengjing blushed and didn't look at him.

He took the bathrobe and put it on for her, picked her up and went outside to put it on the sofa.

"Uncle." Shen Cheng sits quietly on the sofa and looks at him standing in front of him, wiping her hair with a towel. She reaches out her little hand, hugs his waist, and puts her little face on his abdomen.

"I miss you so much. I feel like I'm dreaming." She whispered.

When Mo Yanchen was there, she felt that even breathing was happy! Holding him like this, what could be happier than this moment?

"Fool." Mo Yanchen wipes her hair and rubs it gently. When he hears her, the man smiles more deeply.

After his hair was dried, the man sat down and held her hand to his mouth: "I'm back. It's not a dream. I miss oranges very much."

"That's not going, is it?" She looked at him eagerly.

"Well." He nodded.

She listens, smiles and pours into his arms again, coquettishly says: "don't move, I hug."

At this time, her mobile phone rang. Mo Yanchen held out his long arm and handed it to her.

"Hello." Shen Chengjing goes on the phone.

"Orange, why are you answering the phone now?" Liu Sijie's voice, she also worried about Shen Chengjing how, after all, these days, as a friend of her, obviously feel Shen Chengjing is not right.

"Uncle is back." Shen said.