A Sweet Marriage Is Worth Billions: Mysterious Young Master Moh’s Cute and Sweet Wife

   "Like it." Shen Orange nodded quietly, and all of today's exhaustion was swept away.

   "The little building over there is the little set that Acheng and Acheng are vying for. I will take you to see it tomorrow." He pointed his finger not far in front, with the help of moonlight, vaguely able to see it.

   "Uncle, why do you want to buy a villa by the sea?" She was surprised. After all, a house by the sea is very dangerous. Although it has a good view, once it encounters a typhoon, it may be blown down at any time.

   "I didn't think too much at the time, but I just thought the scenery here is good, maybe it will be useful in the future." He said in a deep voice.

  Actually, at that time, there was a couple who was in a hurry and needed to transfer. He just helped others casually, but Shen Chengjing seemed to like it. This action made her happy and worthwhile.

  "Uncle..."

   "Shhh, don't talk." Mo Yanchen whispered, reaching out to remove the jewelry from her head.

  The hairpin was taken off by him, like black hair scattered in a waterfall, her hair was messed up by the sea, and the fragrance on the woman's body was intoxicating.

   "Orange, you are so beautiful." He whispered and praised, touching the hairpin with his fingertips.

  The hairpin that Shen Chengjing pinned on her head today is not using new accessories, but using his mother’s previous dowry, but Yan Chen has seen this one.

  Every woman likes new things, especially on the wedding day, hoping to be very beautiful, but Shen Chengjing uses the old set.

   "Mom should be very happy too." Shen Chengjing watched him hold the hairpin, and her little hand was also covered.

   "She will definitely like you very much." Mo Yanchen chuckled in a low voice. He didn't feel sad because of thinking of his biological mother, but he was happy because of Shen Chengjing.

  Shen Chengjing walked back to the room, sat in front of the dressing table, took off the earrings and other accessories, and put them on the table.

   "Ah." She was suddenly walked back by Mo Yanchen and reached out to hug her from behind.

When she didn't react, he lowered his head, followed her smooth neck, and gently dropped his lips. Shen Chengjing was kissed by him and kissed her neck from behind. She lifted her head slightly, moaning in a low voice, stretched out her small hand and held it. His big palm on his shoulders.

  Mo Yanchen's big palm slipped from her shoulder and landed on her waist. He lifted the hem of her clothes, and the big palm leaned into it flexibly and eagerly. The man's generous palm and the hot body temperature were burned on her body.

  He expertly came to her chest with a big palm, Shen Chengjing was shaking all over, his kiss fell on her neck, coming along her neck.

   "Uncle." She whispered his name in a low voice.

  Mo Yanchen kissed deeply and madly. He picked her up, let her sit in front of the dressing table, lowered his head and kissed her lips, supporting her with one hand and unbuttoning the shirt with the other.

  Shen Chengjing was so confused by the kiss, her little hand tugged on his shirt uncomfortably, he lifted her sweater and dropped his head into it.

   "Uncle, don't." She stretched out her hand to press on his body, and saw that he was like a child who longed for motherly love, kissing her body gently, her fingertips constantly falling on her thighs, gently leaning in.

   "Orange." He whispered her name, her body seemed to be infused with the most poisonous medicine in the world, making him uncontrollably bewildered by her, allowing him to find more pleasure in her body.

  Chen Chengjing held both sides of the dressing table in her small hands, leaning back, she couldn't bear it, and she screamed out of voice.