Shen chengjing's hand was on his shoulder. When she turned around, she landed on the dressing table in front of the window.
"Hualala." All of her makeup had been swept away by him, and the man in the mirror had a burly body and a handsome face.
Shen chengjing looked up at him and said in a low voice,""How could you do this? Didn't we agree that it's forbidden? You should be in the study room tonight and not, uh. "
"Uncle," Shen chengjing reached out to hold his arm.
Mo Yancheng lowered his head and covered her mouth, not allowing her to speak.
Forbidden? What kind of joke was this? it was rare for him to get a wife, and he was still letting him sleep in the study? What kind of logic was this? There was no way he would do that!
"Cheng, even if I have to sleep in the study, I'll drag you along." Mo Yancheng called her name affectionately.
