Chapter 2111

When she returned to her room, she saw the sound of running water in the bathroom. Shen Chengjing ran forward and knocked on the door.

Unfortunately, the small hand has not yet knocked on the glass door, fell on the man's chest.

Mo Yanchen happened to open the door. Her hand touched his chest. Shen Chengjing retracted her hand awkwardly. Her small hand was behind her, looking at the man and appreciating his perfect body.

"Well, the muscles are good." She said seriously, turned her hand behind her, went to the bed and sat down.

"Ah." She was picked up from behind and thrown to bed.

"There are many good places for my husband. Do you want to know?" Man condescending said, by the way to give her a man's temptation.

"Mr. Mo, shame on temptation!"

The man reached out to one side, put out the light, and bullied the tall figure.

"Thank you, madam."

He said, bowing his head and kissing her.

"Ah, ah." Shen Chengjing screams. Seeing this, Mo Yanchen reaches out and turns on the light.

At this time, he saw the little thing's tail gently swinging. He reached out and lifted the quilt. He saw the little thing lying on its "elegant" side, breathing smoothly, and apparently sleeping soundly.

"Scared to death, it's him." Shen Chengjing felt something touching her, which made her a little out of control.

The little thing didn't know the danger. He was sleeping soundly. Ba Wei was still throwing at Mo Yan Chenjun's face.

Seeing this, Shen turned over and reached for it: "uncle, I'll send it out."

She said, holding the little thing, she went to the next room and put it on the side of the cot, where there was a cradle, which she filled for the little thing.

"Wang." The little thing is put down by her, unwilling, extend two claws to embrace her shoulder.

"I won't play with you tomorrow, my dear?" She whispered/

The little thing retracted his claws, turned over, rolled his tail back, swept his face lightly, and fell asleep again!

Looking at the most coquettish dog, Shen Chengjing is also drunk.

Back in the room, Mo Yanchen closed the door, leaned against the door and looked at her.

"Oranges." The man called to her in a deep voice.

Shen Chengjing looks at the man's displeasure. She reaches forward, holds his neck, and kisses him on the lips: "OK, uncle, don't be angry!"

The man put his arms around her waist and bowed his head to deepen the kiss. They were in deep water. He bowed his head to nibble at her shoulder and walked towards the bed with her in his arms.

Late at night, the curtain was blown up by the wind, constantly swaying, the voice of women's soft groans, and his tall body, forming a beautiful night scene.

"Uncle, i..." she lay on his body, body moved, leaning on his chest: "I'm dead tired."

"Ha ha." The man listened, put his arm around her, picked her up, put her on his arm, and asked, "don't oranges like it?"

"Don't let the orange hurt. If the orange doesn't like it, it won't try again." The man sighed.

Shen Chengjing listened, pursed his mouth, and poked his face gently with his little hand: "it's not like it, or... Tired."

She said, her little face red and buried in his neck.

"Ha ha." Mo Yanchen saw this and laughed deeply, obviously enjoying her shy appearance.

Hearing him smile, Shen Chengjing puts out her hand to cover his mouth, but the man takes advantage of it and kisses her little hand.

"Sleep, sleep! Don't move She said.

Suddenly found something wrong, Shen Chengjing quickly crawled away from him: "man's body can't touch."