When the crying became quieter and only sobbing remained, Sheng Shaoan took the water that had not been touched before and a box of tissues and sent it to Mo Ying.

I don't know if Mo Ying was tired of crying, or if she accepted her fate, she didn't meet Sheng Shaoan like at the beginning, either noisy or noisy. She took the tissue and water as she hiccuped.

Since Mo Ying cried, Sheng Shao'an's frowns were slightly loosened.

"What a kid." Sheng Shaoan didn't know if he was talking about Mo Ying's crying nose or her age.

Mo Ying took a few tissues to wipe away the tears on her face, unscrewed the lid of the water bottle, and drank most of it in one go.

After venting the emotions that had been suppressed in her heart for too long, Mo Ying realized that she was still fighting with someone.

"When I finish crying, I go to wash my face, there are some orders on the table, and when I am hungry, I order something I want to eat." Sheng Shaoan is not good at coaxing children, hearing that cry is enough of a headache, and his child still treats him as an enemy.

After Sheng Shaoan left these words, he went straight upstairs.

Mo Ying waited for the crying to pass, then got up, and unwillingly tried the door lock twice before stepping into the living room and looking at Sheng Shao'an's residence.

The Mo family is just an ordinary small rich family, more than the bottom, and it is far less than the 'top' like Sheng Shao'an.

The decoration of this villa can only make Mo Ying think of one word to describe it, that is-moat.

The house is very well tied, the furniture and decoration are mostly black and white, which makes the house look bright and extraordinarily spacious, but if you live alone, is it too spacious?

Mo Ying walked to the table and looked at the table of orders, Chinese, Western, and Thai dishes, Mo Ying had only drunk a few sips of water from morning to now, and it stands to reason that she should be hungry, but today she has endured too much and has no appetite at all.

When Sheng Shaoan finished taking a shower and changed into home clothes, he saw the person who was already asleep on the dining table, looking at the sleeping little face, there were still faint tears left, and at a glance, he knew that he didn't do what he said, washed his face, and ordered food.

Sheng Shaoan is already thirty years old, even for Mo Zhi, who is just in her early twenties, he is an old man, but for a young wife who is not yet twenty, it is really an old cow eating tender grass.

And people at this age have countless beautiful visions of love, which is why his little wife is so excited.

I'm still twenty years old......

The sleeping person dreamed that she was in an ocean, with nothing around her but endless water, and she was wrapped in the sea, and the trickle of water in her sleep fluctuated.

When she woke up, Mo Ying was still immersed in that comfortable dream, her consciousness was dazed, and she suddenly woke up when she looked around the environment she was in. She's married! Now at the home of her 'husband' Sheng Shao'an!

Memories returned, Mo Ying dared to continue to lie down and reminisce about that wonderful beauty, she quickly sat up, this sitting, she found that the bed she slept on was particularly soft, there seemed to be something in it, where she pressed the palm of her hand, it would run around.

Mo Ying thought of her own dream, it turned out that she was really surrounded by water, this is the waterbed.

Mo Ying was curious, so he raised his hand and pressed it again.

Just as Mo Ying was fiddling with it, the door of the room suddenly opened.