"Uncle, let's be serious," Shen chengjing took a deep breath and said softly.
She put her hand on his body, trying to keep a distance, but the man reached out and picked her up.
"Yes, continue. I'm listening." Mo Yancheng said.
They were too close to each other and she could not think quietly. Mo Yancheng leaned forward and pressed his handsome face against hers. He whispered,""Cheng, if you have something to say, just say it. Your husband is waiting."
The man's voice was magnetic and hoarse, and his hot breath sprayed on her face.
Shen chengjing's heart was beating fast. She looked up and accidentally kissed his chin.
She quickly turned her head and said gloomily,"Shuai Nan said that he wants to go to high school!" What to do? He's only six years old, the age for elementary school. "
Mo Yanchen was not surprised."He's self-taught the elementary and middle school syllabus. There's no choice!" Mo Yancheng said.