Chapter 3679

When Shen Chengjing let go, he only heard the man say: "when your mobile phone is turned on, my mobile phone will vibrate."

"Shen Chengjing listens, and his heart falls to the bottom. It turns out that he knows that she has sent a message to Liu Sijie.

"Uncle, I'm wrong." Seeing this, Shen Chengjing took the initiative to admit her mistake.

Mo Yanchen listened. He put his arm around her and said in a deep voice, "next time it's our turn, in case ah Sheng retaliates... What do you think I should do with him?"

Hearing this, Shen Chengjing only felt that a group of crows were flying by in front of him. What's the sky like! This kind of thing, revenge? What are men thinking? Just send a message.

"Cough, I don't know anything." Shen Chengjing quickly skims clean.

Looking at her like a rabbit, trotting away, Mo Yanchen standing there, looking at the direction of her disappearance, he turned and walked to the night.

"Dad." He cried in a deep voice.

Night always hear his voice, micro back, look at him.

"Two drinks?"

"Well." Mo Yanchen answered.

The two men went to the flower hall on the second floor, took out a bottle of fine red wine and poured out a small drink.

Back in the room, Shen Chengjing takes a bath. After changing into his pajamas, he lies on the bed and looks at the bright moon outside the window. He has an unreal feeling.

"Mom, I'm back." She said softly, reaching for the pillow on the side.

When the door was pushed open, Mo Yanchen's figure came in. After he took off his clothes, he lifted the quilt and lay on her side. He fished her in his arms.

"Oranges."

"Well." Shen Chengjing drills into his arms and finds a comfortable place to lean against.

Mo Yanchen's chin, gently rubbing on her forehead, whispered: "go to bed early."

"Well." She answered.

Shen orange sleeps in his arms. That night, she has a dream. When she was a child, her parents took her to play. The swing in the backyard is very high. She sits on it and swings. They suddenly walk away and slowly walk far away.

"Dad, mom." Shen Chengjing wants to run forward to catch up, but no matter how she runs, their figure goes further and further. In her hurry, she rushes over.

"Oranges." Mo Yanchen's figure appeared, holding her in his hand and turning around. Not far away, night was bending over and watering the plants.

She looked at the direction of her parents' disappearance in front of her, staring at

"Orange static want to be happy, will always be happy." There's a voice coming, and Shen Chengjing struggles.

Feel the pressure in her heart, that deep feeling, slowly away from her.

Shen Chengjing opens her eyes and sees the morning light coming in. She hears the door open and Mo Yanchen comes in with a cup of warm milk.

"Wake up? It's still early. Do you want to go to sleep a little longer? "

He sat by the bed and reached for her hair.

"No sleep." Shen said. She got out of bed to wash. She came out and changed her clothes. Mo Yanchen came forward.

He reached out and pulled her over and sat down at the dresser.

"I haven't combed the orange for a long time." Mo Yanchen said in a low voice. He reached out to open the drawer and saw a beautiful comb in it.

He reached over and ran his fingertips through her long hair.

Shen Chengjing's hair is black and slender, straight to the waist. His fingertips fall on her hair tips, and he says in a deep voice, "the end of her hair is split."

"I fix it?" Mo Yanchen looked up at her in the mirror and asked.

"Good." She answered.

Her hair, very little care, as if it has not been a long time to cut hair, long hair is the best gift left to her by the years.