Chapter 2584: 2584
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As soon as the words were heard, Feng Shaojin entered the restaurant with a casserole in her hand. A strong smell of rice came to her nose.
Mo Lingwei looks at the food on the table and thinks that she has bitten the back of Feng Shaojin's hand. She seems to smell the smell of blood. She originally has no appetite for the food on the table, but the strong smell of rice tries her best to get into her nose and hook the greedy insects in her stomach.
She swallowed and felt a little hungry.
Feng Shaojin opened the lid of the casserole, inside the thick and delicate porridge is still rolling, unexpectedly can not smell the smell of fish.
Fish fillets have been melted in rice soup and mixed with rice porridge.
Feng Shaojin added some pickled crisp pickled mustard, stirred it with a white porcelain spoon, scooped out a bowl, and put her hands in front of Mo Lingwei. "I'm afraid you don't have a good appetite. I made some porridge for you. Let's make do with it and see how it tastes."
Mo Lingwei:....
Mo Lingwei looked at her own fish porridge, her cheeks were slightly red, and she didn't know what to say, so she had to say in a low voice: "thank you very much."
She scooped a spoonful, put it on her lips and blew it. She ate it in her mouth. Her eyes widened slightly and her eyebrows bent up: "eat well."
Feng Shaojin lips light hook: "there is a bowl, is also your, eat more."
Hu Suya looked at the scene: "Oh, my God, what should I do? I really want to press the head of the young lady and ask her to nod her head to master Shaojin.
The key to such a handsome man and such a good family background is the simple and warm personal relationship in the family, and the only way to get married is to enjoy happiness.
What's more, my future uncle is so skillful that even if I heard that the eldest lady had become a relative, I didn't have the slightest dislike and dissatisfaction. Even if I cooked porridge on the table, I almost didn't feed it to my mouth.
What's the need for such a husband?
It's easy to get priceless treasure, but rare to have a lover.
In this world, there may not be such a good husband's family. Even the young lady, when she first married to the young commander's mansion, was fighting with Qin zhirou, the governor and her sister-in-law.
If only the young lady had met young master Shaojin at the beginning, and she would not have lived so miserably.
After dinner, it's getting late. Feng Shaojin personally drives them back to the sanatorium.
When the guard saw that they were back, he rushed over and handed the letter to Hu Suya and Mo Lingwei
Mo Ling Wei pinches the thick envelope. She is very happy and can't wait to open it. She drops a large stack of black and white photos from inside.
The photos are like snowflakes, falling to Feng Shaojin's feet.
Feng Shaojin leaned over, picked up some photos on the ground, held them in her hand, and her sight was frozen for a moment.
I saw three children in the picture. The eldest boy had a pretty face. He was about six or seven years old.
Beside him stood a pretty girl, looking at a kind of strange girl. The girl was wearing a long coat, and her eyebrows were bent.
Two people embrace a baby. The baby is only about six or seven months old. He is wearing a long life lock around his neck and a silk padded jacket. He looks at the front quietly.
Feng Shaojin stares at the baby's dark eyes, as if the baby is looking at herself.
He coagulated the child's delicate but small features, slowly raised his head, and a pair of deep eyes fell on Mo Lingwei's delicate face.
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As soon as the words were heard, Feng Shaojin entered the restaurant with a casserole in her hand. A strong smell of rice came to her nose.
Mo Lingwei looks at the food on the table and thinks that she has bitten the back of Feng Shaojin's hand. She seems to smell the smell of blood. She originally has no appetite for the food on the table, but the strong smell of rice tries her best to get into her nose and hook the greedy insects in her stomach.
She swallowed and felt a little hungry.
Feng Shaojin opened the lid of the casserole, inside the thick and delicate porridge is still rolling, unexpectedly can not smell the smell of fish.
Fish fillets have been melted in rice soup and mixed with rice porridge.
Feng Shaojin added some pickled crisp pickled mustard, stirred it with a white porcelain spoon, scooped out a bowl, and put her hands in front of Mo Lingwei. "I'm afraid you don't have a good appetite. I made some porridge for you. Let's make do with it and see how it tastes."
Mo Lingwei:....
Mo Lingwei looked at her own fish porridge, her cheeks were slightly red, and she didn't know what to say, so she had to say in a low voice: "thank you very much."
She scooped a spoonful, put it on her lips and blew it. She ate it in her mouth. Her eyes widened slightly and her eyebrows bent up: "eat well."
Feng Shaojin lips light hook: "there is a bowl, is also your, eat more."
Hu Suya looked at the scene: "Oh, my God, what should I do? I really want to press the head of the young lady and ask her to nod her head to master Shaojin.
The key to such a handsome man and such a good family background is the simple and warm personal relationship in the family, and the only way to get married is to enjoy happiness.
What's more, my future uncle is so skillful that even if I heard that the eldest lady had become a relative, I didn't have the slightest dislike and dissatisfaction. Even if I cooked porridge on the table, I almost didn't feed it to my mouth.
What's the need for such a husband?
It's easy to get priceless treasure, but rare to have a lover.
In this world, there may not be such a good husband's family. Even the young lady, when she first married to the young commander's mansion, was fighting with Qin zhirou, the governor and her sister-in-law.
If only the young lady had met young master Shaojin at the beginning, and she would not have lived so miserably.
After dinner, it's getting late. Feng Shaojin personally drives them back to the sanatorium.
When the guard saw that they were back, he rushed over and handed the letter to Hu Suya and Mo Lingwei
Mo Ling Wei pinches the thick envelope. She is very happy and can't wait to open it. She drops a large stack of black and white photos from inside.
The photos are like snowflakes, falling to Feng Shaojin's feet.
Feng Shaojin leaned over, picked up some photos on the ground, held them in her hand, and her sight was frozen for a moment.
I saw three children in the picture. The eldest boy had a pretty face. He was about six or seven years old.
Beside him stood a pretty girl, looking at a kind of strange girl. The girl was wearing a long coat, and her eyebrows were bent.
Two people embrace a baby. The baby is only about six or seven months old. He is wearing a long life lock around his neck and a silk padded jacket. He looks at the front quietly.
Feng Shaojin stares at the baby's dark eyes, as if the baby is looking at herself.
He coagulated the child's delicate but small features, slowly raised his head, and a pair of deep eyes fell on Mo Lingwei's delicate face.
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So much!
How could this child be so like her?
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As soon as the words were heard, Feng Shaojin entered the restaurant with a casserole in her hand. A strong smell of rice came to her nose. Mo Lingwei looks at the food on the table and thinks that she has bitten the back of Feng Shaojin's hand. She seems to smell the smell of blood. She originally has no appetite for the food on the table, but the strong smell of rice tries her best to get into her nose and hook the greedy insects in her stomach. She swallowed and felt a little hungry. Feng Shaojin opened the lid of the casserole, inside the thick and delicate porridge is still rolling, unexpectedly can not smell the smell of fish. Fish fillets have been melted in rice soup and mixed with rice porridge. Feng Shaojin added some pickled crisp pickled mustard, stirred it with a white porcelain spoon, scooped out a bowl, and put her hands in front of Mo Lingwei. "I'm afraid you don't have a good appetite. I made some porridge for you. Let's make do with it and see how it tastes." Mo Lingwei:.... Mo Lingwei looked at her own fish porridge, her cheeks were slightly red, and she didn't know what to say, so she had to say in a low voice: "thank you very much." She scooped a spoonful, put it on her lips and blew it. She ate it in her mouth. Her eyes widened slightly and her eyebrows bent up: "eat well." Feng Shaojin lips light hook: "there is a bowl, is also your, eat more." Hu Suya looked at the scene: "Oh, my God, what should I do? I really want to press the head of the young lady and ask her to nod her head to master Shaojin. The key to such a handsome man and such a good family background is the simple and warm personal relationship in the family, and the only way to get married is to enjoy happiness. What's more, my future uncle is so skillful that even if I heard that the eldest lady had become a relative, I didn't have the slightest dislike and dissatisfaction. Even if I cooked porridge on the table, I almost didn't feed it to my mouth. What's the need for such a husband? It's easy to get priceless treasure, but rare to have a lover. In this world, there may not be such a good husband's family. Even the young lady, when she first married to the young commander's mansion, was fighting with Qin zhirou, the governor and her sister-in-law. If only the young lady had met young master Shaojin at the beginning, and she would not have lived so miserably. After dinner, it's getting late. Feng Shaojin personally drives them back to the sanatorium. When the guard saw that they were back, he rushed over and handed the letter to Hu Suya and Mo Lingwei Mo Ling Wei pinches the thick envelope. She is very happy and can't wait to open it. She drops a large stack of black and white photos from inside. The photos are like snowflakes, falling to Feng Shaojin's feet. Feng Shaojin leaned over, picked up some photos on the ground, held them in her hand, and her sight was frozen for a moment. I saw three children in the picture. The eldest boy had a pretty face. He was about six or seven years old. Beside him stood a pretty girl, looking at a kind of strange girl. The girl was wearing a long coat, and her eyebrows were bent. Two people embrace a baby. The baby is only about six or seven months old. He is wearing a long life lock around his neck and a silk padded jacket. He looks at the front quietly. Feng Shaojin stares at the baby's dark eyes, as if the baby is looking at herself. He coagulated the child's delicate but small features, slowly raised his head, and a pair of deep eyes fell on Mo Lingwei's delicate face. Like! So much! How could this child be so like her? www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
