Spanking

Shen chengjing returned to her room, put her things in the drawer, and locked it. She lay on the bed and pulled the blanket over her body.

Not an orphan? Why did mo Yancheng say that Ying 'er was adopted by the gong family? What was going on?

"Cheng." At this moment, mo Yancheng returned and saw her lying on the bed. He walked forward and saw that she was frowning. It was obvious that something was on her mind. He reached out and carried her up.

"Uncle," She reached out to hug his waist and pressed her face against his chest as she called out to him softly.

Mo Yanchen did not say a word. He just held her in his arms quietly. After a long time, Shen chengjing slithered toward him like a little snake. She touched his shoulder with her little hand and leaned there, her forehead against his chin, rubbing it gently.

"I have something I can't figure out." She said in a low voice.

"Cheng, tell me. Let's see if an old man like me can share your burden." He said.