"San Miao is indeed not young anymore. Marriage is an important matter, so we need to be careful!" Mo Yancheng muttered to himself as he listened. Then, he walked to Shen chengjing's side and looked at the go board.
They saw mo Cheng's hands were full of love for this chess piece. Looking at his action of pinching the chess piece, he simply loved it so much that he was reluctant to put it down.
"I heard that chengjing is back? Where are they?" Ye Feng rushed back from outside, carrying a lot of things in her hands. She didn't even take off her coat and asked.
Butler Zhou stepped forward and took the things from her hands.
"Grandma?" Shen chengjing stood up straight when she heard Ye Feng's voice.
Mo Yanchen was standing behind her. She stood up straight and ran towards his face.
"Hiss." She moaned softly and held her forehead. When she saw his face, she reached out and touched it. "Uncle, does it hurt? I didn't do it on purpose. "
