Futile resistance

Shen chengjing had been forgotten! This man was really bold. He could forget anything, but how could he forget such a glorious thing like her winning against mo chenghuan?

She had brought him glory! The boundless light was enough to light up the entire mo garden!

"Eh? Confess honestly, and I'll be lenient. " She threw the towel aside, reached out her hands, and held his cold and handsome face.

Mo Yancheng was pressed down on the bed by her. He resisted and let her do whatever she wanted. Weng.

"I was blind. I forgot about your honor. Please forgive me." A certain man directly admitted his mistake when he saw her cold eyes.

When she heard that, she pursed her lips tightly and gave a light Twitch.

"Have you taken a fancy to this lady's spoils of war? Hmm?" She did not give up and thought about the greedy look in his eyes when he looked at the hairpin.