Chapter 3818
"Good, go to bed early!" Shen Chengjing said softly.
Take her to bed and watch Mo Qingcheng close her eyes. Shen Chengjing turns off the light and exits the room.
When she went back to her room, she saw that Mo Yanchen had finished taking a bath, sat on the sofa, looked at the magazine, and said in a deep voice, "this issue of your magazine has good photos."
Magazines usually focus on sexuality, but Shen Chengjing is wearing a cheongsam and a shawl with beautiful hair. Taking the classic as the background, she shoots something else.
"Is it?" Shen Chengjing listened, stepped forward, sat beside him and looked at it!
Mo Yanchen put his hand around her, bowed his head to kiss her hair, and said, "orange."
"Well“ She looked up, the man's mouth fell, kissing her, fingertips fell on her robe, gently hook, her robe slipped.
"Looking at you, I want to." He kisses wildly and passionately, and his fingertips fall along her curve.
He holds her, turns around and falls on the bed. His nightgown is messy and falls under the bed. The spring in the room is boundless. Under the attack of the man, Shen Chengjing gasps for breath.
"Uncle..." Shen Chengjing hugged his body, put it on his body and asked softly, "will you really send them to high school tomorrow? So small, will you be bullied? "
She can't imagine two six-year-old children in high school class, when
"Who can bully them?" Mo Yanchen listened, broke into laughter, reached for her body, he lowered his head gnawed her clavicle, she whispered.
Shen Cheng sleeps and finds someone touching her body.
"Well." She groaned in a soft voice, reached out and patted it, and said, "uncle, in the middle of the night, don't make any noise!"
Soft body, close to her body, gently rubbing.
When Mo Yanchen heard her voice, he suddenly opened his eyes and saw Mo Qingcheng lying on Shen Chengjing's body, gently dallying. His watery peach blossom eyes were wide open, staring at him and laughing.
"Hi, Dad." She called sweetly, but she held Shen Cheng still.
Mo Yanchen pulled the robe and put it on. He reached out to pick her up. Unexpectedly, she was still clinging to Shen Cheng.
At this time, Shen Chengjing also woke up and saw the baby in her arms. She gently hugged her and put the ink on the bed. She asked, "what's the matter“
"I want to go to sleep." She said in a low voice, holding Shen Cheng in her arms.
Looking at the spirit of good ink orange, rolling on the bed, the chubby body, rolling several times, sitting up in the bed if big, hair, seriously looking at them.
"Pour the orange and go back to bed“ Mo Yanchen said in a deep voice.
Mo Qingcheng was lying on the bed with his chin in his two little hands. He looked at them carefully and said softly, "Dad, you can sleep with your mother. Why can't you
"The orange is cuter than you." She said in a soft voice and gave Shen Chengjing a wink.
Shen Chengjing looked at it, some of them couldn't laugh or cry.
"All right! Sleep together. " Seeing this, Shen Chengjing doesn't rush her. She opens the quilt and wants to hold her in the middle, but she is stopped by Mo Yanchen.
"No way!" Mo Yanchen stretched out his hand, picked Mo Qingcheng up and said to her, "to be independent, you must sleep by yourself."
Mo Qingcheng hugged him and said softly, "brother is not here, Qingcheng... Can't sleep."
She said in a low voice. When she looked at Mo Yanchen, she bowed her head.
Shen Chengjing and Mo Yanchen look at each other and do her ideological work. They find that she especially depends on Mo Shuainan.
"According to" at this time, the bedroom door was pushed open, Mo Shuai Nan leaning there, looking at the house, whispered: "Shuai Nan also can't sleep."
Take her to bed and watch Mo Qingcheng close her eyes. Shen Chengjing turns off the light and exits the room.
When she went back to her room, she saw that Mo Yanchen had finished taking a bath, sat on the sofa, looked at the magazine, and said in a deep voice, "this issue of your magazine has good photos."
Magazines usually focus on sexuality, but Shen Chengjing is wearing a cheongsam and a shawl with beautiful hair. Taking the classic as the background, she shoots something else.
"Is it?" Shen Chengjing listened, stepped forward, sat beside him and looked at it!
Mo Yanchen put his hand around her, bowed his head to kiss her hair, and said, "orange."
"Well“ She looked up, the man's mouth fell, kissing her, fingertips fell on her robe, gently hook, her robe slipped.
"Looking at you, I want to." He kisses wildly and passionately, and his fingertips fall along her curve.
He holds her, turns around and falls on the bed. His nightgown is messy and falls under the bed. The spring in the room is boundless. Under the attack of the man, Shen Chengjing gasps for breath.
"Uncle..." Shen Chengjing hugged his body, put it on his body and asked softly, "will you really send them to high school tomorrow? So small, will you be bullied? "
She can't imagine two six-year-old children in high school class, when
"Who can bully them?" Mo Yanchen listened, broke into laughter, reached for her body, he lowered his head gnawed her clavicle, she whispered.
Shen Cheng sleeps and finds someone touching her body.
"Well." She groaned in a soft voice, reached out and patted it, and said, "uncle, in the middle of the night, don't make any noise!"
Soft body, close to her body, gently rubbing.
When Mo Yanchen heard her voice, he suddenly opened his eyes and saw Mo Qingcheng lying on Shen Chengjing's body, gently dallying. His watery peach blossom eyes were wide open, staring at him and laughing.
"Hi, Dad." She called sweetly, but she held Shen Cheng still.
Mo Yanchen pulled the robe and put it on. He reached out to pick her up. Unexpectedly, she was still clinging to Shen Cheng.
At this time, Shen Chengjing also woke up and saw the baby in her arms. She gently hugged her and put the ink on the bed. She asked, "what's the matter“
"I want to go to sleep." She said in a low voice, holding Shen Cheng in her arms.
Looking at the spirit of good ink orange, rolling on the bed, the chubby body, rolling several times, sitting up in the bed if big, hair, seriously looking at them.
"Pour the orange and go back to bed“ Mo Yanchen said in a deep voice.
Mo Qingcheng was lying on the bed with his chin in his two little hands. He looked at them carefully and said softly, "Dad, you can sleep with your mother. Why can't you
"The orange is cuter than you." She said in a soft voice and gave Shen Chengjing a wink.
Shen Chengjing looked at it, some of them couldn't laugh or cry.
"All right! Sleep together. " Seeing this, Shen Chengjing doesn't rush her. She opens the quilt and wants to hold her in the middle, but she is stopped by Mo Yanchen.
"No way!" Mo Yanchen stretched out his hand, picked Mo Qingcheng up and said to her, "to be independent, you must sleep by yourself."
Mo Qingcheng hugged him and said softly, "brother is not here, Qingcheng... Can't sleep."
She said in a low voice. When she looked at Mo Yanchen, she bowed her head.
Shen Chengjing and Mo Yanchen look at each other and do her ideological work. They find that she especially depends on Mo Shuainan.
"According to" at this time, the bedroom door was pushed open, Mo Shuai Nan leaning there, looking at the house, whispered: "Shuai Nan also can't sleep."