Shen chengjing's body stiffened, and his large palm penetrated through the thin skirt.
"It's my fault," Shen chengjing said in a low voice. She subconsciously reached out and hugged his waist tightly.
He touched her hair, lowered his head, and said seriously,""No matter what others say, you must remember that you, Shen chengjing, are my wife. I only want you in my life."
"Yes." Hearing his straightforward words, Shen chengjing's heart was filled with joy, and she was so touched that tears welled up in her eyes.
"Uncle, it's very dangerous here. What should we do?" Shen chengjing's lips moved slightly as she asked him in a soft voice. Her whole body was held there by him, and she did not dare to move at all.
Mo Yanchen hugged her and looked at her nervous expression. He lowered his head and kissed her red lips.
"Uncle, don 't." She said in a low voice, but she grabbed his arm and was lifted up by him.
