She looked at the scratch marks on mo Yancheng's neck as he walked over. Her face turned red.
"What's wrong?" Shen chengjing asked curiously when she saw him holding her hand.
Mo Yancheng did not say a word. He simply carried her and walked toward the side hall on the second floor.
In the nursery, Wu Hao looked at mo Qiu sitting on the ground and sneered,""Mo Qiu, this 502 glue should be quite effective, right?"
"Not bad, I like it." Mo Qiu said in a deep voice. However, when he spoke, he was gritting his teeth.
Wu Hao nodded his head and walked forward. He picked up the sleeping mo Shuai Nan and Mo Qingcheng, then walked forward and sat at the side. He raised his head and said provocatively,""Look! These are all mine. "
Mo Qiu tried to get up with all his might, but he quickly sat back down after hearing the sound of the cloth.
At this moment, mo Qiu realized that something was wrong. He had actually sat down again.
