Chương 1677: Cheng

It was rare for the man to speak the truth. He kept swallowing his saliva and his heart kept beating.

He only felt the blood in his body continuously surging up, and his entire person was not very good!

"Cheng, I'm so uncomfortable." Mo Yancheng said in a deep voice.

He couldn't control his body. Something was constantly expanding. It was swelling, as if it was going to burst his body.

Shen Chen sat quietly by the bed with her head lowered. She suddenly looked at his bath towel, as if half of the sky was lifted up. She suddenly remembered what he meant when he said,"Cheng, I'm not feeling well."

"Ahem." Shen chengjing's face was flushed red, and she didn't dare to look at him.

Since she was pregnant, he had been a monk. He was afraid that it would affect the child, so he naturally had to be abstinent!