A Sweet Marriage Is Worth Billions: Mysterious Young Master Moh’s Cute and Sweet Wife

  I saw that she and Liu Sijie were interacting with each other. They were the thoughts of some women. He didn't take a peek at other people's privacy. He just glanced at it and didn't look much.

   "Don't move." She noticed that his broad palm was sleeping along the clothes, sliding into the body, groping constantly, she turned her body and motioned him not to.

  Man’s fingertips are warm. . Walking ignorantly in her body, he reached out and grabbed her mobile phone: "Are you planning to be left out in the cold? Huh?"

  She listened, gave him a blank look, and said seriously and contemptuously: "Isn’t it just the one last night? Too frequent is bad for your health."

   "Who taught it?" Mo Yanchen heard it and was unhappy. Who said that he was not in good health?

  Every time he needs more, he wakes up every two days, full of energy, it is as if he has practiced magic skills, and he is full of energy at work.

   "I taught myself." Chen Cheng was so angry that she gritted her teeth and said.

  Looking at him in such a good spirit, she wanted to stay away from him. Just now in the bamboo forest, she almost ate him again~! It's getting worse and worse.

  "Self-study?" Mo Yanchen constricted his expression and looked at her solemnly, his eyes falling on her... .

   "Ah." She suddenly jumped up, reached out her hand to take a look at the alarm clock, and panicked: "It's over, it's terrible."

  Looking at her flustered, the old man didn’t tease her anymore. He sat up and asked, "What's the matter?"

  I saw her rummaging around for the remote control, and then rushing out with her bare feet, as if something serious had happened.

  Mo Yanchen looked at her in a panic, like a headless fly. He also got up and followed behind her, only to see her rushing towards the lobby on the first floor.

  Sit down in the hall, turn on the TV with the remote control, stretch out his hand, fish over the notebook he put aside, open his fingertips and tap on it constantly.

   "Today is the date of your new play?" He strode to her and asked in a low voice.

   "You remember, but I forgot." She raised her head and looked at him pitifully, before she put her gaze on the screen.

  Watching TV is no longer possible, it's 11:30 now! The new drama starts broadcasting, it is prime time, from 8 to 10:30 in the evening, three episodes are broadcast continuously.

  She hasn’t watched the later stage yet, and she doesn’t know if the effect is good.

  Mo Yanchen stretched out his hand, took the remote control, checked the channel she was playing, and watched the replay.

  In the first episode, she had a lot of shots. Because she was the second female and also a positive role, she made more appearances than the female first in the first two episodes.

   "Yes." He whispered, his eyes must be on the screen.

  She looked up, her face was a little red, in fact, she didn't dare to face her appearance on the screen, feeling that she was watching narcissism.

  I saw a lot of online searches, and she quickly ranked first. She went on Weibo and saw everyone in the crew @ her. Of course, they were all advertising. This is also a way of publicity.

  However, there are very few updates on her Weibo. She looked at others @自己, took out her own stills and put them up, and wrote a line: "I will pick up red makeup for you again, put away your bags, and cover up the light."

Soon, there were a lot of comments below. At first they were from the crew, and they were quickly maxed out by fans. Moreover, her previous fans were only about 20 people, who all knew people, including Liu Sijie and other classmates. But unexpectedly, after a minute, the fans broke 100,000.

   "Ring." At this moment, the phone rang, and she put her hand on the armrest of the sofa, looking at a man.

  I saw him stretch out his hand, took the phone and picked it up.

   "I'm looking for you." He whispered, but his eyes were staring at the screen instead of looking at her.