When mo Yancheng returned and saw that they had already arrived, he did not stand on ceremony and immediately asked them to cook.
"Uncle, they are our guests. How can you ask them to cook?" Shen chengjing immediately felt that something was wrong.
Mo Yancheng squinted his eyes and leaned towards her.""Have you ever seen them treat themselves as guests?"
"Pfft." She heard it and felt that it was true.
"Then you go help." She still felt that something was amiss and ordered mo Yancheng to help her.
Mo Yanchen nodded slightly, got up, took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and went to the kitchen. After a few steps, Shen chengjing's expression changed drastically, and an ominous feeling hit her.
"Uncle,"
A warm current flowed down her lower body. How could she not know this familiar feeling?
It was just that she had moved into the mo garden for so long, but she had never bought any female products.
