Chapter 3482
Gong Lao wants to save face, but she sees that he protects his shorts. Even when he is in danger, he can rush over and hold her regardless of everything. It's as if at the beginning, Mo Wen took Mo Qing orange out to play. As a result, Mo Qing orange was washed away by water after an accident! It was Gong that saved her.
"Qing Cheng, when you grow up, be nice to him." Shen Chengjing said softly.
In fact, no matter how strong a person is, he has a weak side. He just doesn't want others to see him.
At eight o'clock in the evening, the two children were tired of playing. After taking a bath, they all went to bed separately!
Shen Chengjing went back to her room to take a bath. She went to chat with Jiang Yuanyuan for a while before she went back to her room!
"Uncle?" Shen Chengjing opens the door and sees the bathroom door open. The man is wearing a silk robe and his hair is dripping with water.
Shen Chengjing comes forward, takes a towel and pulls Mo Yanchen to sit on the sofa. She stands behind him and wipes his hair for him.
Woman fingertips, gently around his hair, light comb.
"It's said that orange has done a great job today." Mo Yanchen said with a deep smile.
Hearing what he said, Shen Chengjing put away the towel, put her head behind him, put her hand around his neck, and put her face to his side.
"Are you laughing at me?"
"I dare not." Mo Yanchen said.
The man reached for her by the wrist and took her into his arms!
Shen Chengjing's fingertips stretched out and looked at him with a smile, but his fingertips picked up his nightgown and gently lifted it up. The man's big palm clasped her little hand.
"Orange, it's not a gentleman." Mo Yanchen said, his body close to her, evil said: "if you want to see oranges, you can be aboveboard."
Shen Chengjing was tickled by the way he breathed in his ear.
"I just want to see your wound. I don't want to see anything else." Shen said.
Mo Yanchen listened, picked his eyebrows and asked, "did I say that my wife wants to see something else? Or does Madame really want to see something else? "
Shen Chengjing's face flushed as she listened.
"Mo Yanchen, you are more and more shameless!" Shen Chengjing was so angry that he jumped down from his thigh and reached for his nightgown.
Imprinted into the eyelids, is a man's strong body, and that
"I didn't let the wound touch the water." Mo Yanchen said.
Shen Chengjing looked at his wound scar, she was relieved, but still lifted his robe, I don't know what to think.
"You, what do you do?" When Shen Chengjing came back, he saw Mo Yanchen stretch out his hand and untie the belt of his robe.
I saw her hand is still holding his robe, a pull, robe moment with his body slowly sliding! It's like she's trying to undress him.
Mo Yanchen's Nightgown slipped, and the man sat there, looking at her deeply.
"It's fair to see that my body belongs to Mrs. Mo anyway." Mo Yanchen said jokingly.
Shen Chengjing listens. She rushes forward with a red face and reaches for his nightgown. But her hands and feet are messy, so she can't do it well.
Mo Yanchen clasped her little hand and pulled her into his arms.
Shen Chengjing is lying in his arms, and her small face is lying on his chest. She lingers on his chest, slowly climbs forward, reaches for his neck, and looks up at the man.
"Uncle, my father, he's hurt." Shen said.
Mo Yanchen held her buttocks, lifted her body up and looked at herself
"I know. I just came back from there," Mo Yanchen said
Shen Chengjing's heart was heavy. She said in a low voice, "is it the hand of Ouyang family?"
"Qing Cheng, when you grow up, be nice to him." Shen Chengjing said softly.
In fact, no matter how strong a person is, he has a weak side. He just doesn't want others to see him.
At eight o'clock in the evening, the two children were tired of playing. After taking a bath, they all went to bed separately!
Shen Chengjing went back to her room to take a bath. She went to chat with Jiang Yuanyuan for a while before she went back to her room!
"Uncle?" Shen Chengjing opens the door and sees the bathroom door open. The man is wearing a silk robe and his hair is dripping with water.
Shen Chengjing comes forward, takes a towel and pulls Mo Yanchen to sit on the sofa. She stands behind him and wipes his hair for him.
Woman fingertips, gently around his hair, light comb.
"It's said that orange has done a great job today." Mo Yanchen said with a deep smile.
Hearing what he said, Shen Chengjing put away the towel, put her head behind him, put her hand around his neck, and put her face to his side.
"Are you laughing at me?"
"I dare not." Mo Yanchen said.
The man reached for her by the wrist and took her into his arms!
Shen Chengjing's fingertips stretched out and looked at him with a smile, but his fingertips picked up his nightgown and gently lifted it up. The man's big palm clasped her little hand.
"Orange, it's not a gentleman." Mo Yanchen said, his body close to her, evil said: "if you want to see oranges, you can be aboveboard."
Shen Chengjing was tickled by the way he breathed in his ear.
"I just want to see your wound. I don't want to see anything else." Shen said.
Mo Yanchen listened, picked his eyebrows and asked, "did I say that my wife wants to see something else? Or does Madame really want to see something else? "
Shen Chengjing's face flushed as she listened.
"Mo Yanchen, you are more and more shameless!" Shen Chengjing was so angry that he jumped down from his thigh and reached for his nightgown.
Imprinted into the eyelids, is a man's strong body, and that
"I didn't let the wound touch the water." Mo Yanchen said.
Shen Chengjing looked at his wound scar, she was relieved, but still lifted his robe, I don't know what to think.
"You, what do you do?" When Shen Chengjing came back, he saw Mo Yanchen stretch out his hand and untie the belt of his robe.
I saw her hand is still holding his robe, a pull, robe moment with his body slowly sliding! It's like she's trying to undress him.
Mo Yanchen's Nightgown slipped, and the man sat there, looking at her deeply.
"It's fair to see that my body belongs to Mrs. Mo anyway." Mo Yanchen said jokingly.
Shen Chengjing listens. She rushes forward with a red face and reaches for his nightgown. But her hands and feet are messy, so she can't do it well.
Mo Yanchen clasped her little hand and pulled her into his arms.
Shen Chengjing is lying in his arms, and her small face is lying on his chest. She lingers on his chest, slowly climbs forward, reaches for his neck, and looks up at the man.
"Uncle, my father, he's hurt." Shen said.
Mo Yanchen held her buttocks, lifted her body up and looked at herself
"I know. I just came back from there," Mo Yanchen said
Shen Chengjing's heart was heavy. She said in a low voice, "is it the hand of Ouyang family?"