The roses he had prepared for her

The man reached out and placed his hand on her hand. With her small hand, he arranged the flowers.

"Is it good?" The man asked in a deep voice.

Shen chengjing lowered her head and looked at the slender fingers in front of her. She bent down and slipped her petite body out from under his arm. Then, she turned and prepared to run.

"Ah, haha, uncle, come and catch me." Shen chengjing ran to the door, but the man picked her up by the waist.

She had only run two steps before she was caught by him.

She did not expect that having long legs and long arms would give her such an advantage. Shen chengjing struggled and hit his arm, saying in a low voice,""No, no. Start over. You're bullying me."

"Eh? Are you bullying me?" Mo Yanchen found it interesting.

Shen chengjing looked at him coyly and said in a low voice,""You're a soldier, so you should be quick. You're bullying a little girl. I can't accept this, I want to appeal."