Chapter 2414: 2414
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"If I really care about this identity, I will move into the governor's office where you sealed my family. "Mo Lingwei turned out a suit of Chinese tunic from the cupboard and put it on the edge of the bed:" a few years ago, I never thought about the identity of Feng Shao's wife since I promised to associate with you. "
She has never been attached to anyone, and will not be moved by a noble title.
She was born in the Mohist school, and she was originally Jinzhiyuye.
Feng Shaojin is speechless by Mo Lingwei's soft words.
His heart gradually fidgeted up, wrapped in bedding to sit up, eyes heavy looking at Mo Lingwei: "if you can expect what happened later, you would have saved me?"
Mo Lingwei:...
she was silent for a while and shook her head firmly: "no way."
Feng Shaojin:...
Feng Shaojin's heart seemed to be pricked by a needle, "don't you want to meet me again?"
"Well." Mo Ling Wei definitely nodded: "it's better not to meet any one of you."
She can't bear Feng Shaoqing's death.
I can't bear Feng Shaojin.
Feng Shaojin looked at her for a moment, suddenly laughed, hung down her red eyes, and said in a dumb voice: "I understand."
Mo Ling Wei will cool some medicine to Feng Shaojin, "not hot, drink while hot."
Feng Shaojin took the bowl, took it up and drank it down, and returned the empty bowl to her.
Mo Lingwei put down the bowl, removed the tent, put out the light, went to bed, sat in the quilt, and reached out in the dark.
Feng Shaojin caught her hand: "what are you looking for?"
"I'm looking for you." Mo Lingwei's eyes gradually adapt to the dark, through the weak light in the charcoal basin, see the hazy outline of Feng Shaojin.
Her fingers slid up his arm, touched his forehead, ran down his cheek, and fell to the open neckline of his coat.
The soft little hand is cold and cold, and falls on the sweaty chest muscle. Feng Shaojin's body is immediately tense.
His eyes became more and more deep in the dark night. When he thought that she wanted to do something to herself, his hands suddenly withdrew.
Mo Lingwei continued to touch on the low cabinet at the head of the bed. She took out a piece of white cotton cloth and handed it to Feng Shaojin: "you are sweating. Wipe it clean."
Feng Shaojin: ---
Mo Lingwei handed him the white Chinese tunic stacked at the head of the bed: "after drinking the medicine, you sweat again. Your Chinese tunic is wet. Change it into a dry one."
Feng Shaojin: ---
after walking in such a big circle and groping for a long time, he just wanted to let him change his clothes in the dark.
Feng Shaojin couldn't smile bitterly: "how can I see when you blow the light?"
Mo Lingwei retracted into the quilt: "go to the ear room to change it. In case of being soaked in the wind, what should I do if I get sick again?"
Feng Shaojin smile, full face ruffian gas, tone through the rogue: "who said I'm going to ear room change, change here is not the same."
After a pause, he said, "I'm not afraid of our husband and wife. What's your point?"
Mo Lingwei: "she closed her eyes and pretended not to hear him.
Feng Shaojin changed her clothes and threw the soaked tunic under the bed. "Ling Wei, did you sleep?"
He leaned close to her and said, "are you cold or not? Do you want me to warm your feet?"
Mo Lingwei is sleepy and doesn't want to talk to him. She says vaguely, "no...
hearing her tired voice, Feng Shaojin puts her own quilt on her quilt, holds Mo Lingwei in her arms with her quilt, and stares at her delicate outline greedily...
she looks at her with her eyes open www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
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"If I really care about this identity, I will move into the governor's office where you sealed my family. "Mo Lingwei turned out a suit of Chinese tunic from the cupboard and put it on the edge of the bed:" a few years ago, I never thought about the identity of Feng Shao's wife since I promised to associate with you. "
She has never been attached to anyone, and will not be moved by a noble title.
She was born in the Mohist school, and she was originally Jinzhiyuye.
Feng Shaojin is speechless by Mo Lingwei's soft words.
His heart gradually fidgeted up, wrapped in bedding to sit up, eyes heavy looking at Mo Lingwei: "if you can expect what happened later, you would have saved me?"
Mo Lingwei:...
she was silent for a while and shook her head firmly: "no way."
Feng Shaojin:...
Feng Shaojin's heart seemed to be pricked by a needle, "don't you want to meet me again?"
"Well." Mo Ling Wei definitely nodded: "it's better not to meet any one of you."
She can't bear Feng Shaoqing's death.
I can't bear Feng Shaojin.
Feng Shaojin looked at her for a moment, suddenly laughed, hung down her red eyes, and said in a dumb voice: "I understand."
Mo Ling Wei will cool some medicine to Feng Shaojin, "not hot, drink while hot."
Feng Shaojin took the bowl, took it up and drank it down, and returned the empty bowl to her.
Mo Lingwei put down the bowl, removed the tent, put out the light, went to bed, sat in the quilt, and reached out in the dark.
Feng Shaojin caught her hand: "what are you looking for?"
"I'm looking for you." Mo Lingwei's eyes gradually adapt to the dark, through the weak light in the charcoal basin, see the hazy outline of Feng Shaojin.
Her fingers slid up his arm, touched his forehead, ran down his cheek, and fell to the open neckline of his coat.
The soft little hand is cold and cold, and falls on the sweaty chest muscle. Feng Shaojin's body is immediately tense.
His eyes became more and more deep in the dark night. When he thought that she wanted to do something to herself, his hands suddenly withdrew.
Mo Lingwei continued to touch on the low cabinet at the head of the bed. She took out a piece of white cotton cloth and handed it to Feng Shaojin: "you are sweating. Wipe it clean."
Feng Shaojin: ---
Mo Lingwei handed him the white Chinese tunic stacked at the head of the bed: "after drinking the medicine, you sweat again. Your Chinese tunic is wet. Change it into a dry one."
Feng Shaojin: ---
after walking in such a big circle and groping for a long time, he just wanted to let him change his clothes in the dark.
Feng Shaojin couldn't smile bitterly: "how can I see when you blow the light?"
Mo Lingwei retracted into the quilt: "go to the ear room to change it. In case of being soaked in the wind, what should I do if I get sick again?"
Feng Shaojin smile, full face ruffian gas, tone through the rogue: "who said I'm going to ear room change, change here is not the same."
After a pause, he said, "I'm not afraid of our husband and wife. What's your point?"
Mo Lingwei: "she closed her eyes and pretended not to hear him.
Feng Shaojin changed her clothes and threw the soaked tunic under the bed. "Ling Wei, did you sleep?"
He leaned close to her and said, "are you cold or not? Do you want me to warm your feet?"
Mo Lingwei is sleepy and doesn't want to talk to him. She says vaguely, "no...
hearing her tired voice, Feng Shaojin puts her own quilt on her quilt, holds Mo Lingwei in her arms with her quilt, and stares at her delicate outline greedily...
she looks at her with her eyes open www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
"If I really care about this identity, I will move into the governor's office where you sealed my family. "Mo Lingwei turned out a suit of Chinese tunic from the cupboard and put it on the edge of the bed:" a few years ago, I never thought about the identity of Feng Shao's wife since I promised to associate with you. " She has never been attached to anyone, and will not be moved by a noble title. She was born in the Mohist school, and she was originally Jinzhiyuye. Feng Shaojin is speechless by Mo Lingwei's soft words. His heart gradually fidgeted up, wrapped in bedding to sit up, eyes heavy looking at Mo Lingwei: "if you can expect what happened later, you would have saved me?" Mo Lingwei:... she was silent for a while and shook her head firmly: "no way." Feng Shaojin:... Feng Shaojin's heart seemed to be pricked by a needle, "don't you want to meet me again?" "Well." Mo Ling Wei definitely nodded: "it's better not to meet any one of you." She can't bear Feng Shaoqing's death. I can't bear Feng Shaojin. Feng Shaojin looked at her for a moment, suddenly laughed, hung down her red eyes, and said in a dumb voice: "I understand." Mo Ling Wei will cool some medicine to Feng Shaojin, "not hot, drink while hot." Feng Shaojin took the bowl, took it up and drank it down, and returned the empty bowl to her. Mo Lingwei put down the bowl, removed the tent, put out the light, went to bed, sat in the quilt, and reached out in the dark. Feng Shaojin caught her hand: "what are you looking for?" "I'm looking for you." Mo Lingwei's eyes gradually adapt to the dark, through the weak light in the charcoal basin, see the hazy outline of Feng Shaojin. Her fingers slid up his arm, touched his forehead, ran down his cheek, and fell to the open neckline of his coat. The soft little hand is cold and cold, and falls on the sweaty chest muscle. Feng Shaojin's body is immediately tense. His eyes became more and more deep in the dark night. When he thought that she wanted to do something to herself, his hands suddenly withdrew. Mo Lingwei continued to touch on the low cabinet at the head of the bed. She took out a piece of white cotton cloth and handed it to Feng Shaojin: "you are sweating. Wipe it clean." Feng Shaojin: --- Mo Lingwei handed him the white Chinese tunic stacked at the head of the bed: "after drinking the medicine, you sweat again. Your Chinese tunic is wet. Change it into a dry one." Feng Shaojin: --- after walking in such a big circle and groping for a long time, he just wanted to let him change his clothes in the dark. Feng Shaojin couldn't smile bitterly: "how can I see when you blow the light?" Mo Lingwei retracted into the quilt: "go to the ear room to change it. In case of being soaked in the wind, what should I do if I get sick again?" Feng Shaojin smile, full face ruffian gas, tone through the rogue: "who said I'm going to ear room change, change here is not the same." After a pause, he said, "I'm not afraid of our husband and wife. What's your point?" Mo Lingwei: "she closed her eyes and pretended not to hear him. Feng Shaojin changed her clothes and threw the soaked tunic under the bed. "Ling Wei, did you sleep?" He leaned close to her and said, "are you cold or not? Do you want me to warm your feet?" Mo Lingwei is sleepy and doesn't want to talk to him. She says vaguely, "no... hearing her tired voice, Feng Shaojin puts her own quilt on her quilt, holds Mo Lingwei in her arms with her quilt, and stares at her delicate outline greedily... she looks at her with her eyes open www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
