Chapter 2384
"Mo Sanmiao bit his teeth, stretched out a hand and said," five figures, do you like it or not? "
Qiming looked at his hand, silent for a long time, he had never been so cheap, but in order to revenge for a while, he could only bear to accept: "deal."
Two hands on the shoulder, in this moment, the relationship seems to become particularly iron! Go together and get out of here.
In the ink garden, Shen Chengjing stands on the balcony and looks at the scene.
"What are you looking at?" Mo Yanchen stepped forward, stood beside her and asked.
She pointed to one side and asked, "uncle, when are Sanmiao and Qiming so good? I don't think I've heard of them meeting before. "
Mo Yanchen looked in the direction she pointed out and said with a deep smile, "a man's friendship only needs a word. If it's a glass of wine, it can make progress! It's like you women like to go shopping, chat, have a common goal! It will develop into a good friend
"Oh, so it is." She listened with a sense of incomprehension.
At this time, her mobile phone rang, it is the night always called.
"Dad called me?" She looked at him and said excitedly.
Mo Yanchen looked at her, happy like a child, lying on one side of the phone, he reached out to brush her long hair, watching her answer the phone, eyes especially gentle.
"Dad."
Night always heard her excited voice, he laughed: "orange have happy things?"
"Well." She answered.
Night always put down his work and asked, "can you share it with dad?"
"Of course." She said, mysteriously walking to one side, looking back, found that Mo Yanchen did not follow, she just got to one side, followed the night always whispering.
Mo Yanchen can't help shaking his head. Standing in the same place, he sends two messages with his mobile phone. Shen Chengjing jumps over and leans towards him.
"Well, good!" She answered and hung up.
She put her hand around his waist, buried her small face in his arms and said, "uncle."
He put his arms around her waist and whispered, "what's the matter with orange? Well, I can't let my uncle know when I whisper to my father. Now I think of my uncle? Well
Hearing what he said, she reached out and poked him in the chest: "then I also want to whisper to my uncle“
"That sounds tempting!" Mo Yanchen said, pushed her away and turned around: "I keep this power!"
Shen Chengjing looked at the figure he left and trotted to keep up with him: "is uncle going out?"
"Well."
She quickly pulled him: "I'm going too."
He stopped and looked at her. "Are you sure?"
"Well." She nodded fiercely. Mo Yanchen thought for a long time, hanging her appetite and looking at her anxious appearance. Mo Yanchen stared at her with cunning eyes.
"It's still not convenient."
Hearing what he said, Shen Chengjing protested.
"What's the inconvenience? Uncle, you are selfish. "
Mo Yanchen listened and sighed: "forget it, then take it with you."
Shen Chengjing has a feeling of being deceived. She glances at him gently: "uncle, are you hanging my appetite?"
"It's not like my style."
"Poof." Shen Chengjing listens and laughs. What's Mo Yanchen's style? Belly black, calculation, shrewd!
Mo Yanchen drives and takes her to the Research Institute. Shen Chengjing hasn't been here for a long time.
"What happened?" She looked at the eight diagrams and felt that the route he was driving was not the one before.
"Don't ask and don't ask. I changed it overnight last night." He whispered.
Qiming looked at his hand, silent for a long time, he had never been so cheap, but in order to revenge for a while, he could only bear to accept: "deal."
Two hands on the shoulder, in this moment, the relationship seems to become particularly iron! Go together and get out of here.
In the ink garden, Shen Chengjing stands on the balcony and looks at the scene.
"What are you looking at?" Mo Yanchen stepped forward, stood beside her and asked.
She pointed to one side and asked, "uncle, when are Sanmiao and Qiming so good? I don't think I've heard of them meeting before. "
Mo Yanchen looked in the direction she pointed out and said with a deep smile, "a man's friendship only needs a word. If it's a glass of wine, it can make progress! It's like you women like to go shopping, chat, have a common goal! It will develop into a good friend
"Oh, so it is." She listened with a sense of incomprehension.
At this time, her mobile phone rang, it is the night always called.
"Dad called me?" She looked at him and said excitedly.
Mo Yanchen looked at her, happy like a child, lying on one side of the phone, he reached out to brush her long hair, watching her answer the phone, eyes especially gentle.
"Dad."
Night always heard her excited voice, he laughed: "orange have happy things?"
"Well." She answered.
Night always put down his work and asked, "can you share it with dad?"
"Of course." She said, mysteriously walking to one side, looking back, found that Mo Yanchen did not follow, she just got to one side, followed the night always whispering.
Mo Yanchen can't help shaking his head. Standing in the same place, he sends two messages with his mobile phone. Shen Chengjing jumps over and leans towards him.
"Well, good!" She answered and hung up.
She put her hand around his waist, buried her small face in his arms and said, "uncle."
He put his arms around her waist and whispered, "what's the matter with orange? Well, I can't let my uncle know when I whisper to my father. Now I think of my uncle? Well
Hearing what he said, she reached out and poked him in the chest: "then I also want to whisper to my uncle“
"That sounds tempting!" Mo Yanchen said, pushed her away and turned around: "I keep this power!"
Shen Chengjing looked at the figure he left and trotted to keep up with him: "is uncle going out?"
"Well."
She quickly pulled him: "I'm going too."
He stopped and looked at her. "Are you sure?"
"Well." She nodded fiercely. Mo Yanchen thought for a long time, hanging her appetite and looking at her anxious appearance. Mo Yanchen stared at her with cunning eyes.
"It's still not convenient."
Hearing what he said, Shen Chengjing protested.
"What's the inconvenience? Uncle, you are selfish. "
Mo Yanchen listened and sighed: "forget it, then take it with you."
Shen Chengjing has a feeling of being deceived. She glances at him gently: "uncle, are you hanging my appetite?"
"It's not like my style."
"Poof." Shen Chengjing listens and laughs. What's Mo Yanchen's style? Belly black, calculation, shrewd!
Mo Yanchen drives and takes her to the Research Institute. Shen Chengjing hasn't been here for a long time.
"What happened?" She looked at the eight diagrams and felt that the route he was driving was not the one before.
"Don't ask and don't ask. I changed it overnight last night." He whispered.