So it's not like that

Shen chengjing looked at them, her eyes twinkling. She touched her head unnaturally.

"They won 't," Mo Yancheng assured her in a low voice. He assured her that they were both normal men and that they would not have the same hobbies as Qiming.

However, he did not know that she had such suspicions because of Qiming's behavior.

"Brother Yi." The two of them turned around and greeted mo Yancheng.

"Yes, come in." Mo Yancheng nodded and gestured for them to come in.

Shen chengjing saw that they were talking about something, so she did not disturb them. She sat on the sofa and rested her chin on her hand. He was still thinking about them.

In the study room, mo Yancheng sat at the head of the table while the two of them sat in front of him.

As they were talking about work, mo Yanchen raised his head and looked at them indifferently. He saw that there were indeed some marks on mo Qiu and ah ze's necks.