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

   "..." Mo Yanchen's face instantly darkened!

  Shen Chengjing felt his emotions, and she said: "He seems to want to attract your attention."

  Either cooking, or breaking the bowl, just be lazy here! She's still in the backyard, splitting the open space, which is simply refreshing her three views.

   "I will go back as soon as I go." Mo Yanchen said, and he walked out.

  Chen Chengjing put his hand on his chin, staring at the old man.

   "Grandpa." She whispered, the old man turned her head and waved at her, but unfortunately, the ground was a bit slippery. The old man was not careful, and the whole person fell on the ground.

  His face was facing the ground, and he took a bite of mud without saying anything.

   "Pop." The water pipe on one side suddenly loosened, and water sprayed on his body!

   "Bang." Gong Lao's body was hit by the water and slammed to one side!

   "Hmm." The old man got up and saw a pair of shoes appear in front of him. The old man looked up and saw Mo Yanchen's handsome face appear in front of him.

  Gong Lao Wei was stunned, reaching out to cover his face!

  Unfortunately, his face is too dirty and his hands are even more dirty. At this block, his entire face seems to be wrapped in mud.

   "Have you enough trouble?" Mo Yanchen asked.

  Gong Lao slowly got up, who knew the ground was slippery, he rushed forward again, rammed into Mo Yanchen's arms, and accidentally flashed to his waist.

   "Oh." Gong Lao plunged into Mo Yanchen's arms, supporting his waist with one hand.

  I want to stand up with my demeanor, but unfortunately, my waist really flashed!

  A few days ago, his waist was injured, and Gang’s posture was too big.

  Gong Lao Qiang hugged Mo Yanchen, Mo Yanchen frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Let go."

   "I'm hurt." Gong Lao said as expected.

  Shen Cheng stood upstairs quietly, watching this scene, she silently praised Gong Lao, and wanted to recognize a grandson. Is it so laborious?

   "Huh?" Mo Yan squinted at him.

   Gong Lao was stared at by him, and he raised his head proudly.

  Who knows, Mo Yanchen stretched out his hand to carry him in the next second, threw Gong Lao on his shoulder, and carried him away! Walked towards Mo Qiu's apartment.

   "Puff, cough, cough." Upon seeing Shen Chengjing, she drank and was choked.

  Don't beg to wake up, he raised his leg and put it on the armrest of the sofa. His short black hair was messy. He reached out and grabbed it, and fell back on the sofa, staring at the ceiling.

   "It's okay if someone sends a beauty to tease," Mo Qiu said.

  His words fell, only heard heavy footsteps outside! Mo Qiu was so excited, he sat up, ready to get up from the sofa.

  "This..." It is not a beautiful woman who is looking forward to coming, but the figure of Mo Yanchen. This is not the point!

  The point is that Mo Yanchen walked in carrying the old man, a noble leader, just like this, was thrown on his shoulders, buttocked, but didn't dare to struggle?

  Don't ask to reach out, rubbing his eyes.

   "Brother Chen." He ran forward weakly, smiling but staring at the old man.

   "He said he was injured, you can help him see." Mo Yanchen said, reaching out and throwing the old man Gong towards Mo Qiu's arms.

   Gong Lao was left behind, not seeking to see it, subconsciously reached out to catch it.

   "This... Brother Chen." Mo Qiu had the urge to cry. He rarely hugged a woman like this, and now he actually hugs an old man!

  The old man was held by Mo Qiu, and a princess hugged him.

   "Let me down." Gong Lao said through gritted teeth.

  He lived for most of his life, but unexpectedly, he was tossed by two young men today, one carried and the other hugged. If this kind of thing spreads out, would he still live?