Shen chengjing was always careful with her words, afraid that he would miss every single one of her reminders.
"I'm just going to receive them, nothing will happen. " Mo Yancheng said.
"Alright," he said. She answered and got off the bed. She walked to the closet and said,""I'll help you pack your luggage! It's too cold, so you should bring two more sweaters. "
Seeing her actions, mo Yancheng picked up his phone.""No need to pack up! There's no need for luggage. "
Her hand stopped on her clothes, and Mo Yanchen walked up to her and hugged her tightly.""I have to go now. I'll get Qiming to go with you to the press conference!"
"Yes." She responded.
Mo Yanchen turned around, took his coat, and strode away.
Shen chengjing stood where she was, his scent still lingering in the air. She was awoken by the cold wind. She jogged to the glass door, pushed it open, and walked to the balcony.
