Shen chengjing was dumbfounded. What the hell? She already said she didn't want him to explain, but she still wanted it?
"Madam, what do you want to hear? Hmm?" Seeing her vexed look, he raised his handsome eyebrows, leaned forward, and asked with concern.
Shen chengjing reached out and blocked his chest in defeat.""Uncle, you've misunderstood! I don't want to hear anything. I'm deeply gratified by uncle's loyalty!"
She reached out to hold her forehead and secretly reached out to pull her skirt to cover her soft spot. Chest.
Damn it, she had stepped on her own skirt! She could still stand up in high heels outside, but when she got home, she changed into slippers out of habit. She was forced to step back by him and happened to step on them.
"Is that so?" Mo Yancheng lowered his head and pressed his lips against her ear. He then lifted her up with his large hands, and Shen chengjing fell on the table. He pressed his large hands on the table, forcing her to lean back.
