Qiming was in a good mood. He walked forward and sat on the sofa. He said to Shuai Nan mo,""I've reluctantly accepted it. You can go now. "
When Shen chengjing arrived, mo Yanchen was walking out of the room in a good mood with his son in his arms.
"Cheng, why are you here?" Mo Yanchen asked.
Looking at mo Shuai Nan's well and well, he looked inside,""Uncle, are you guys out for shopping?"
Although it sounded far-fetched, Shen chengjing had no other excuse to use.
"Cheng! Our son is good. He's only a month old and he's already helped me to discuss a matter! You'll be handsomely rewarded when we get home. " As he spoke, he hugged mo Shuai Nan and lowered his head to kiss his face.
"Waa." Mo Shuai Nan looked at Shen chengjing. After he kissed her, he immediately resisted and cried.
