Mo Yanchen held Shen chengjing's hand and the two of them walked down the street naturally.
The man was tall and the woman was as beautiful as Jade. The two of them attracted the attention of many people.
As the two walked, Shen chengjing ran to the side and bought two cups of milk tea. She handed them to mo Yancheng, who frowned at her smile. Mo Yancheng could only take them from her.
He kept looking back, and after making sure there were no acquaintances around, he lowered his head and took a sip.
Since when had the young master of the mo family, the Chief of the Army, ever drunk milk tea on the streets? In his eyes, these were things that only girls would do.
"Uncle, there should be an Old Street ahead. Let's go take a look." Shen chengjing suddenly found a Street that she had never been to.
"Yes." Mo Yancheng replied.
