He looked quite quiet, but he seemed a little abnormal.
"You're saying I'm heavy?" Shen chengjing looked up, pretending to be angry.
"Your husband wouldn't dare."
Shen chengjing patted his chest and turned her head away.""Hmph, what is there to be afraid of?"
Mo Yanchen carried her back to the room and placed her on the bed. Looking at a certain woman's angry face, he reached out and pinched her little face.
"Still angry?“
Shen chengjing lay on the bed and turned her head away from him.
"Cheng."
“……..”
"My wife."
“…….“
"Miss ye."
Shen chengjing turned over and pulled the blanket over, but the man reached out to stop her. His tall body leaned forward, and he reached out to turn her around and look her in the eye.
"Ah, Oh." Shen chengjing had only been pretending to be angry. She didn't expect him to be on top of her.