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

   Kissed a road of ****, as if to be on her body, planted with his mark.

   “Uncle, don’t…don’t do this.” Shen Chengjing said excitedly. She stretched out her hand to stop him, but she was weak, like her body was hollowed out.

  Mo Yanchen’s hot big palms constantly wandered everywhere on her body, gradually attacking, and the clever tongue, gently licking, tossed around her red lips.

  Chen Cheng was panting, her body was trembling, her fingertips scratched his back, leaving behind one after another passionate scratches. Her fingertips fell, and the scratches were a little painful, but it made the passion of the man’s body even more.

   “Ah, uh.” Shen Chengjing raised her head, her hair draped behind her back.

   “Orange, are you ready?” Mo Yanchen said in a low voice, with her dark eyes as bright as midnight, staring at her for a moment, and her black eyes were full of **** love.

  Mo Yanchen’s hot eyes wanted to burn her.

  Shen Chengjing saw this, she lowered her head affectionately and urgently, her red lips blocked him, and kissed gently, the man responded to her, and the two continued to be entangled and lost their way.

  The morning light on the horizon gradually sweeps across the earth, illuminating the earth.

   “Uncle, I won’t do this again in the future.” Shen Chengjing lay in his arms, closing his eyes so sleepy, and whispered.

  Mo Yanchen’s fingertips fell on her, kissed her forehead, and said, “Go to sleep.”

   “I also want to send them to school, and call me later, okay?” Shen Chengjing whispered, holding his arm, fearing that he would not call her for a while.

  Mo Yanchen stretched out his hand, picked up his watch, checked the time and said, “It’s half past five, and I will wake you up at eight, eh?”

   “Hmm.” She answered.

  Mo Yanchen looked at her tired little face, he hugged her tightly and said, “Orange, I love you.”

   “Hmm.” She was dazed, heard the man’s expression, responded in a low voice, and soon fell asleep.

  Looking at her sleeping like a child, he embraced her physically and mentally contented, smiled in a low voice, and fell asleep.

  At 7:30 in the morning, Mo Shuinan got up, finished washing, opened the bedroom door, and saw Mo Qingcheng lying on the bed sleeping soundly.

  ”Cough cough.” Mo Shuinan coughed in a deep voice as he sat on the edge of the bed.

   Hearing a cough, Mo Qingcheng stretched out his hand to cover his ears, moved and got into the quilt.

   “Mo Qingcheng, I’ll give you five minutes to get up!” Mo Shuinan turned around, stretched out her quilt, and said to her.

   Hearing what she said, Mo Qingcheng did not move.

   “If you don’t get up again, Ms. Shen will be abducted by Mr. Mo.” Mo Shuinan murmured.

   Hearing what he said, Mo Qingcheng sat up abruptly, rubbed his eyes, looked around the bedroom, and found that Chen Chengjing was not there.

   “Where’s mom?”