Chapter 2110: 2110
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The setting sun is long and round.
The servant came over quietly and asked Mo Lingwei, "it's getting late. When is dinner?"
Feng Shaojin was too cold and serious, and the servant didn't dare to disturb her. After Mo Lingwei came, no matter what happened in the other yard, the servant came to ask Mo Lingwei directly.
Mo Ling Wei raised her eyes and looked at the sky: "put rice."
She picked up Xiuer, who was walking like a model, and went to the main building.
Feng Shaojin walked behind her, not far from her.
Mo Lingwei looked back at him and asked in a low voice, "do you have anything in particular you want to eat?"
"How many years have you been in the young commander's mansion, and can you cook?" Feng Shaojin asked.
Of course not. She just shut up.
At the restaurant, Mo Lingwei sits down beside Xiu'er, and the three have a quiet dinner.
Feng Shaojin went to the study.
Mo Lingwei takes Xiuer to the backyard and tells him the story of Chu Yunyao while walking and eating. She hopes Xiuer will get better one day in the future. When mother and son meet each other, they will not be alienated.
Time is a strange thing, just like a silent emotion.
When a child is confused, he will use his instinct to distinguish who is good to him and who is bad to him around him, instead of forming feelings with his biological parents out of thin air by virtue of his distant yearning.
When Xiuer is tired, Mo Lingwei leads him back to the room to wash, sits beside the bed and reads historical records to coax him to sleep.
Xiuer's small body lay flat, hands folded in his heart, breathing smoothly, and soon fell asleep.
Mo Lingwei puts down her book and goes to the ear room.
When she came out of the ear room, she happened to see feng Shaojin pushing open the door of the bedroom. Her hair was wet, and she was wearing a thin white Chinese dress. Her eyes were patrolling around the bedroom, and she seemed to be looking for her.
Mo Ling Wei gathered the outer shirt, looking at Feng Shaojin, some uneasy in heart.
Feng Shaojin saw her, languidly leaning on the doorframe, holding her arm, facing Mo Ling, Wei Yang raised her chin, "come out!"
Mo Lingwei:...
Mo Lingwei stood still.
Feng Shaojin is helpless, "if you are not afraid to wake up Xiuer, we can talk here."
Mo Lingwei:....
Mo Lingwei takes the clothes on the chair and puts them on her body. She lowers her head and follows Feng Shaojin to the hall.
Mo Lingwei grabs the dry cotton cloth on the back of the chair and goes to Feng Shaojin to wipe his wet hair.
Feng Shaojin asked, "do you want to make me happy?"
"How do you want to be happy?" Mo Lingwei is really helpless, she is not good at guessing Feng Shaojin's mind.
Feng Shaojin: ---
Feng Shaojin sighed faintly, took her wrist, pulled her hard, and put her on her lap.
He grabbed the cotton cloth in her hand and wiped it on her head, then threw it aside.
Fine hair falling down, in the candlelight, to the man's cold face lines add a bit of softness and warmth.
"Don't you understand my mind?" Feng Shaojin is not willing to open her mouth. Her long finger with distinct bone joints is warm and scraping from her soft lips.
Mo Lingwei clenched her fist and even breathed anxiously: "Feng Shaojin, you can't bully me like before, I will...
I will kill you!
The gentle laughter, like the ripples on the surface of the lake, spread over her head. Feng Shaojin was so narrow and cheerful that she said, "where do you want to go?"
Mo Lingwei: "isn't that what he meant?
Mo Lingwei looks up in doubt.
Feng Shaojin raised her hand and pointed her lips on the belly of her index finger, "eh?"
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The setting sun is long and round.
The servant came over quietly and asked Mo Lingwei, "it's getting late. When is dinner?"
Feng Shaojin was too cold and serious, and the servant didn't dare to disturb her. After Mo Lingwei came, no matter what happened in the other yard, the servant came to ask Mo Lingwei directly.
Mo Ling Wei raised her eyes and looked at the sky: "put rice."
She picked up Xiuer, who was walking like a model, and went to the main building.
Feng Shaojin walked behind her, not far from her.
Mo Lingwei looked back at him and asked in a low voice, "do you have anything in particular you want to eat?"
"How many years have you been in the young commander's mansion, and can you cook?" Feng Shaojin asked.
Of course not. She just shut up.
At the restaurant, Mo Lingwei sits down beside Xiu'er, and the three have a quiet dinner.
Feng Shaojin went to the study.
Mo Lingwei takes Xiuer to the backyard and tells him the story of Chu Yunyao while walking and eating. She hopes Xiuer will get better one day in the future. When mother and son meet each other, they will not be alienated.
Time is a strange thing, just like a silent emotion.
When a child is confused, he will use his instinct to distinguish who is good to him and who is bad to him around him, instead of forming feelings with his biological parents out of thin air by virtue of his distant yearning.
When Xiuer is tired, Mo Lingwei leads him back to the room to wash, sits beside the bed and reads historical records to coax him to sleep.
Xiuer's small body lay flat, hands folded in his heart, breathing smoothly, and soon fell asleep.
Mo Lingwei puts down her book and goes to the ear room.
When she came out of the ear room, she happened to see feng Shaojin pushing open the door of the bedroom. Her hair was wet, and she was wearing a thin white Chinese dress. Her eyes were patrolling around the bedroom, and she seemed to be looking for her.
Mo Ling Wei gathered the outer shirt, looking at Feng Shaojin, some uneasy in heart.
Feng Shaojin saw her, languidly leaning on the doorframe, holding her arm, facing Mo Ling, Wei Yang raised her chin, "come out!"
Mo Lingwei:...
Mo Lingwei stood still.
Feng Shaojin is helpless, "if you are not afraid to wake up Xiuer, we can talk here."
Mo Lingwei:....
Mo Lingwei takes the clothes on the chair and puts them on her body. She lowers her head and follows Feng Shaojin to the hall.
Mo Lingwei grabs the dry cotton cloth on the back of the chair and goes to Feng Shaojin to wipe his wet hair.
Feng Shaojin asked, "do you want to make me happy?"
"How do you want to be happy?" Mo Lingwei is really helpless, she is not good at guessing Feng Shaojin's mind.
Feng Shaojin: ---
Feng Shaojin sighed faintly, took her wrist, pulled her hard, and put her on her lap.
He grabbed the cotton cloth in her hand and wiped it on her head, then threw it aside.
Fine hair falling down, in the candlelight, to the man's cold face lines add a bit of softness and warmth.
"Don't you understand my mind?" Feng Shaojin is not willing to open her mouth. Her long finger with distinct bone joints is warm and scraping from her soft lips.
Mo Lingwei clenched her fist and even breathed anxiously: "Feng Shaojin, you can't bully me like before, I will...
I will kill you!
The gentle laughter, like the ripples on the surface of the lake, spread over her head. Feng Shaojin was so narrow and cheerful that she said, "where do you want to go?"
Mo Lingwei: "isn't that what he meant?
Mo Lingwei looks up in doubt.
Feng Shaojin raised her hand and pointed her lips on the belly of her index finger, "eh?"
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The setting sun is long and round. The servant came over quietly and asked Mo Lingwei, "it's getting late. When is dinner?" Feng Shaojin was too cold and serious, and the servant didn't dare to disturb her. After Mo Lingwei came, no matter what happened in the other yard, the servant came to ask Mo Lingwei directly. Mo Ling Wei raised her eyes and looked at the sky: "put rice." She picked up Xiuer, who was walking like a model, and went to the main building. Feng Shaojin walked behind her, not far from her. Mo Lingwei looked back at him and asked in a low voice, "do you have anything in particular you want to eat?" "How many years have you been in the young commander's mansion, and can you cook?" Feng Shaojin asked. Of course not. She just shut up. At the restaurant, Mo Lingwei sits down beside Xiu'er, and the three have a quiet dinner. Feng Shaojin went to the study. Mo Lingwei takes Xiuer to the backyard and tells him the story of Chu Yunyao while walking and eating. She hopes Xiuer will get better one day in the future. When mother and son meet each other, they will not be alienated. Time is a strange thing, just like a silent emotion. When a child is confused, he will use his instinct to distinguish who is good to him and who is bad to him around him, instead of forming feelings with his biological parents out of thin air by virtue of his distant yearning. When Xiuer is tired, Mo Lingwei leads him back to the room to wash, sits beside the bed and reads historical records to coax him to sleep. Xiuer's small body lay flat, hands folded in his heart, breathing smoothly, and soon fell asleep. Mo Lingwei puts down her book and goes to the ear room. When she came out of the ear room, she happened to see feng Shaojin pushing open the door of the bedroom. Her hair was wet, and she was wearing a thin white Chinese dress. Her eyes were patrolling around the bedroom, and she seemed to be looking for her. Mo Ling Wei gathered the outer shirt, looking at Feng Shaojin, some uneasy in heart. Feng Shaojin saw her, languidly leaning on the doorframe, holding her arm, facing Mo Ling, Wei Yang raised her chin, "come out!" Mo Lingwei:... Mo Lingwei stood still. Feng Shaojin is helpless, "if you are not afraid to wake up Xiuer, we can talk here." Mo Lingwei:.... Mo Lingwei takes the clothes on the chair and puts them on her body. She lowers her head and follows Feng Shaojin to the hall. Mo Lingwei grabs the dry cotton cloth on the back of the chair and goes to Feng Shaojin to wipe his wet hair. Feng Shaojin asked, "do you want to make me happy?" "How do you want to be happy?" Mo Lingwei is really helpless, she is not good at guessing Feng Shaojin's mind. Feng Shaojin: --- Feng Shaojin sighed faintly, took her wrist, pulled her hard, and put her on her lap. He grabbed the cotton cloth in her hand and wiped it on her head, then threw it aside. Fine hair falling down, in the candlelight, to the man's cold face lines add a bit of softness and warmth. "Don't you understand my mind?" Feng Shaojin is not willing to open her mouth. Her long finger with distinct bone joints is warm and scraping from her soft lips. Mo Lingwei clenched her fist and even breathed anxiously: "Feng Shaojin, you can't bully me like before, I will... I will kill you! The gentle laughter, like the ripples on the surface of the lake, spread over her head. Feng Shaojin was so narrow and cheerful that she said, "where do you want to go?" Mo Lingwei: "isn't that what he meant? Mo Lingwei looks up in doubt. Feng Shaojin raised her hand and pointed her lips on the belly of her index finger, "eh?" www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
