It was already midnight when mo Yancheng returned to the mo garden.
He carefully went upstairs and turned off the lights.
"Yiya. He pushed the door open and walked in. Seeing that there was no one on the bed, he took off his coat and walked towards the balcony. He saw a figure reflected on the balcony's glass.
He pushed open the French window and walked out.
He saw Shen chengjing lying there with the little one next to her.
"Cheng." He walked up to her and carried her in his arms.
It was a little cold outside, and her hands and feet were cold. The moment he carried her, he could almost make her skin feel cold. He carried her inside.
"You're back?" Shen chengjing was already awake when he picked her up.
She asked softly in his arms.
"Yes, why did you fall asleep outside?" He said as he reached out for the blanket and wrapped it around her tightly.
