After knowing him for a year, she knew him very well. Mo Yancheng was not as deep and complicated as others thought. This man was as simple as a Lake of clear water! What he wanted, what he thought, was the simplest, but he was forced by reality to protect himself.
"Yes." "Yes," mo Yancheng replied. He obviously did not intend to hide it from her.
"Tell me, hmm?" Shen chengjing lifted his handsome face and asked in a low voice.
"Yes." "Yes," mo Yancheng replied. His large palm gently circled around her back, and his fingertips brushed against her skin. He lifted her nightdress, from her thighs up, and then up, holding her ...
"Uncle! We're talking about something serious, so don't do it. " Shen chengjing moaned softly.
"Cheng, isn't this the proper thing to do in bed?" Mo Yanchen's voice was hoarse as his lips landed on her ear.""On the bed, I prefer this."
