Shen chengjing lifted her foot and kicked him away. I don't care!"
Mo Yanchen reached out to pull her into his arms and mumbled,""Thank you for taking the initiative, Cheng. Your husband will serve you well."
As he spoke, his lips fell on hers. Shen chengjing wanted to resist, but he hugged her tightly and kissed her lips. His seductive eyes stared at her little face, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
"Ah ... Uncle ... Forget it ... Don 't. " Shen chengjing's little hand clutched the blanket tightly, and her body subconsciously moved toward her hand. The numb feeling was intoxicating.
Seeing her moving around uneasily, mo Yancheng pulled her into his arms and leaned forward.
"Cheng." He called out to her affectionately, lowered his head, and kissed her lips. His large palm fell on her body, his body pressed against hers, and followed her neck ...
