The reborn little ancestor is handsome and flirty

Mo Yanchen was not in a hurry. After drying his hair, he took off his shoes and directly looked at the small figure through the quilt.

The sudden tender weight made Su Mucheng unable to hide it anymore, so she could only say in a low voice: "Come out, I'm out."

Mo Yanchen smiled lowly, turned over, and quickly got into the quilt when Su Mucheng pulled the quilt, and accurately hugged the little girl's soft and delicate body.

Su Mucheng: "..."

The tenderness in his arms seemed to fill all his cells in an instant. Mo Yanchen kissed the little girl's dark head and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Chengcheng, you may not know, these days are the happiest days for me. These days, I have never been happier.”

Su Mucheng clearly felt the strength of the big hands on her body that had inadvertently increased.

A beautiful smile slowly bloomed at the corners of her lips, she put her arms around the man's strong waist, and gently rubbed her face against his chest: "Yan Chen, we will always be so happy from now on."

Just after she finished speaking, Su Mucheng's expression suddenly changed, and her hand inadvertently touched the man's chest.

There... there is a deep scar.

Suddenly, Su Mucheng lifted the quilt and sat up, her eyes staring blankly at the deep scar. This was a wound penetrated by a bullet. It was the wound that he risked his life to save her and block for her back then. All wounds.

Su Mucheng's cool fingers slowly touched it with a slight tremor, and the bottom of her clear and glistening eyes was filled with scarlet bloodshot eyes.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly and her voice was thin: "Does it hurt?"

Mo Yanchen grabbed the trembling little hand, and his eyes suddenly became serious.

"Orange."

"I asked you if it hurts?"

It must hurt, right?

This gunshot wound was very close to his heart, penetrating directly through his back. It was so deep, how could it not hurt.

But what hurts more than this is my heart.

At that time, he tried his best to save her and came back from the hell gate with a narrow escape, but when he saw her and Ye Sheng together, she still cursed him so coldly.

At that time, she thought it was Ye Sheng who saved her, but little did she know...

Su Mucheng closed her eyes deeply, and the small hand held by Mo Yanchen's big palm involuntarily clenched into a fist.

Feeling the change in her mood, Mo Yanchen immediately sat up and hurriedly hugged her into his arms: "It doesn't hurt, Chengcheng, I don't feel any pain at all."

If this wound could make her feel sorry for him and love him, he would be willing to drag his mutilated body just to exchange a look for her.

"Yan Chen, I'm sorry."

Her voice was very low, she lowered her head, and a hot tear fell on the wound on the man's chest, making a beautiful tear.

I'm sorry for causing you pain for so long.

I'm sorry that I've humbled you all my life but I still can't love you.

When she looked up again, the little girl's clear eyes were shining with hope.

She turned over and sat on the man's waist.

He put his small hands on Mo Yanchen's shoulders and kissed him on his slightly cool lips.

Her kissing skills were very young, but extremely seductive.

The worries in Mo Yanchen's eyes were gradually melted away by joy. He slowly leaned back, clasping his big hands around the little girl's waist, letting her lie on his chest.

Everything just fell into place...

"Hehe... I accidentally knocked you down. I have an aunt."

Su Mucheng's smiling eyebrows were curved, mischievous and coquettish, while Mo Yanchen's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

How many times?

Is this the first time?

Mr. Mo, who thought he was the leader in the business world, actually fell down several times in a row with things like 'aunt'!

Mo Yanchen sighed heavily in resignation, resisting the fatal explosion feeling in his body, retracted his long arms, and held the little girl in his arms: "Sleep!"