Chapter 2779

It was already 12 o'clock when Mo Yanchen returned to Mo garden.

He went upstairs carefully and turned off the light.

"Yes“ He pushed the door open and came in. He saw no one on the bed. He took off his coat and walked toward the balcony. There was a shadow on the glass of the balcony.

He pushed open the French window and went out.

I saw Shen Chengjing lying there with little things beside him!

"Oranges." He came forward and held her up.

It was cold outside. Her hands and feet were cold. The moment he picked her up, he could almost make her skin cold. He held her inside.

"You're back?" Shen Chengjing was picked up by him and had already woken up.

She asked softly, nestling in his arms.

"Well, why did you fall asleep outside?" He said, reaching for the blanket and wrapping her up!

Shen Chengjing held his waist and said softly, "I want to accompany the little thing for a while. Somehow, I fell asleep."

Mo Yanchen put her on the bed, gently pinched the tip of her nose and said, "you! Willful. "

"Where is it?" Seeing this, Shen Chengjing acted like a spoiler.

He went to one side, poured a cup of hot water, opened his mouth and handed it to her. He sat on the side and said to her, "if it's sick, you can take care of it. If you're sick, who will take care of it?"

"Don't I still have you“ She blurted out.

In her heart, Mo Yanchen has become an indispensable dependence. Isn't there him in everything?

Listening to her words, he took her little hand and lingered on the palm of his hand, saying: "just know."

"I went to see Mr. o today." She whispered, took out the phone and handed it to him: "I took a picture of him secretly, and this is his voice."

Mo Yanchen looks at her hesitantly. How does she know what he wants?

"This man is very arrogant! Arrogance. " She said softly.

After drinking a mouthful of water and looking at Mo Yanchen's eyes, she turned her head and asked, "Mr. President, don't you like it?"

"You." Mo Yanchen listened to her saying that the president, he reached for her hair, did not respond.

They didn't say anything, as if it would be better.

"Shall I take it?" Shen Chengjing asked softly.

Mo Yanchen took her mobile phone, put it aside and said to her, "are you afraid?"

"What am I afraid of with you?" Shen Chengjing held him in his arms, his small face buried in his arms: "I just went to see a Ze, the injury behind is so serious! If it's really over, it's dangerous! At least, it won't last long. "

"Fool." Mo Yanchen said.

Hearing her say that, his pressure will be even greater.

"I want to see Qing Cheng. She seems to be talking in her sleep all the time." Shen Chengjing said, opened the quilt ready to get out of bed, but was lifted up by the man.

Mo Yanchen holds her and goes to the next door. She reaches for the door and they go in.

"Mom." Mo Qingcheng murmured, as if calling her mother.

Shen Cheng sat quietly beside the bed and held her little hand: "mom is here."

Mo Yanchen saw this and sat down.

"We'll sleep here tonight." Mo Yanchen said that he knew that even if Shen Chengjing went back to his room, he might not be able to sleep.

"Well." She answered.

Mo Yanchen turned around and went out to the balcony. He moved the bed of little things in and closed the window of the balcony.

"The wound is really deep." Mo Yanchen examined its wound.