When Shen Chengjing returns to the ink garden, she walks back and forth in the hall barefoot, runs back to the room and closes the door.

Mo Yanchen pushed the door and came in. There was a piece of paper in front of her room: "Mo Yanchen, don't bully me in the future!"

He raised a smile between his eyebrows, pushed the door open and went in. The room was dark. The moonlight outside the window came in and sprinkled on the bed. There was an unreal feeling.

He walked steadily to the bedside and walked towards the bedside.

Standing by the bed, quietly looking at the sleeping people, midnight like black eyes slightly heavy, fingertips across her cheek, the corner of her mouth raised a strange arc.

"Shen Chengjing." He couldn't help calling out her name.

Her lips were tight, but her face was slightly tired. In the dark night, his heart beat very fast, as if it was going to burst out of his chest.

"It's you." It's like a promise, to him and to her.

His slender fingers caress her nose, cherry lips, all the way straight down, love at hand.

"No, No." In his sleep, Shen Chengjing suddenly feels fear, even fear.

She kicked the quilt in a panic, patted her little hands at will, and struggled constantly, as if trapped by something. She wanted to escape, but she couldn't help it.

"Mom, help me, help me." She reached out and held his big palm tightly. The crystal tears rolled down one after another, and her voice became sobbing.

She burst into sobs as if she had touched something sad.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." He sat by the bed, hesitated for a long time, patting her on the back.

"Pop." Shen Chengjing suddenly raises his face and slaps him hard. Mo Yanchen's smile is stiff and he is beaten by a woman for the first time in his life.

She became more and more uneasy. Mo Yanchen frowned deeper. Looking at her flustered appearance, he bent down slightly

"Well... Well." She kept shaking her head, like two forces constantly pulling her, until finally, she gently responded to him, until out of the nightmare.

Feeling that she was no longer struggling and breathing steadily, he ended the kiss.

"Damn it." His body is like a burst fire burning, so that he can't stop, the body's reaction has made him uncontrollable.

"Bang." He got up and went to the room, threw the door and sprinkled cold water on him.

Her lust was quenched by cold water, but her sleeping appearance, like the color of spring, permeated his mind for a long time.

"Mo Yanchen, she is still a child." He said to himself in a deep voice.

He held his breath. I don't know how long it took before he recovered.

In her sleep, she didn't know she was in trouble. She had a sweet sleep and had no dream all night.

Mo Yanchen comes out of the desire room and looks at his mobile phone shaking all the time. He answers the phone.

"Brother Chen, come out and have a drink." Over the phone, my friend's voice rings.

He didn't hesitate. After he hung up the phone, he took his coat and went out. It's time to relax tonight. Otherwise, he would swallow her like a wild animal!

After many years in the army, he was used to controlling his emotions, but in front of her, he failed.