Chapter 2720: 2720
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Mo Lingwei was about to touch Fusheng's head like she was a child, but Feng Shaojin deliberately grasped her hand and held it tightly in her palm, then instead of Mo Lingwei, she touched Fusheng's head: "Fusheng has grown up and is no longer a child in the past."
Mo Lingwei:....
Mo Lingwei looked at her still childish face and drew her lips.
Fusheng is indeed a little higher than before. His once round face is also much thinner. His outline has gradually become young and handsome. His facial features are delicate and his eyes are smart. Maybe he Wenhao has been following him all the year round and is used to going in and out of any important and solemn occasions. He has no fear on his face.
This child is well taught by he Wenhao.
But the child is still a child, at most is just a young man, where as Feng Shaojin thinks, touch his head is not enough?
Fusheng stares at Mo Lingwei and respectfully says, "Feng Shao, Feng Shao's wife."
As soon as his voice fell, his voice suddenly choked, as if thousands of words were stuck in his heart, but he couldn't say it.
Mo Lingwei smiles and points to a man beside he Wenhao: "is he your brother?"
"Well." Compared with Fusheng, his elder brother is simple and honest, and his body is a little shy. He just nods, grabs his head, and shrinks behind he Wenhao, so he doesn't know what to say.
"Thank you for saving my brother from the fire. If it wasn't for you, our two brothers would have been burned to death in that fire." At the bottom of the floating eyes, there are tears. The sadness and the surprise are intertwined together.
Mo Lingwei looks gentle, just like a beam of light shining into his heart: "the past has passed, to live well is the best reward for us.
Your adoptive father often mentions you two in front of us and praises you for your wisdom and understanding. "
Fusheng looks at he Wenhao and says, "they are all spoiled by adoptive father."
Mo Ling Wei smiles more and more happily: "this child can really please people."
He Wenhao touched Fusheng's head: "Fusheng is smart, clever and progressive since childhood. He is not afraid of hardship and fatigue. He will like it whenever he meets him."
He Wenhao takes a few people to go inside. He Wenhao's old house is his own, but he doesn't plan to live in it at all. He renovates another courtyard, which is still built in the ruins of the fire. The layout and the scene have not changed at all.
As if everything had never happened, perhaps just to remember the past bit by bit.
It's near the other hospital where Mo Lingwei used to live. Mo Lingwei also came here to help with the work of other hospitals.
Between him and her, there are only a few memories left.
Mo Lingwei as like as two peas and a woman, and walked around, "here is exactly the same as the past scenery, even the flowers and plants planted in the garden have not changed."
He Wenhao confessed: "it's true that it was rebuilt with the original architectural drawings. I'm busy all day and I don't want to supervise the work. I can't bear to take care of the inside and outside of this other hospital."
Mo Lingwei stood in front of the peach branch, looking at the budding pink flowers: "after a few days, the peach blossom must be very beautiful."
Fusheng stares at the peach blossom branches full of trees, and her pretty eyebrows and eyes suddenly soften: "Miss Xiangyi likes peach blossoms very much. She also likes peaches, but she can't touch the hairs on the surface of peaches, so she will be allergic.
When I was in Yuncheng, I took Miss Xiangyi out to play. I would peel off the skin for her and feed her the flesh. "
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Mo Lingwei was about to touch Fusheng's head like she was a child, but Feng Shaojin deliberately grasped her hand and held it tightly in her palm, then instead of Mo Lingwei, she touched Fusheng's head: "Fusheng has grown up and is no longer a child in the past."
Mo Lingwei:....
Mo Lingwei looked at her still childish face and drew her lips.
Fusheng is indeed a little higher than before. His once round face is also much thinner. His outline has gradually become young and handsome. His facial features are delicate and his eyes are smart. Maybe he Wenhao has been following him all the year round and is used to going in and out of any important and solemn occasions. He has no fear on his face.
This child is well taught by he Wenhao.
But the child is still a child, at most is just a young man, where as Feng Shaojin thinks, touch his head is not enough?
Fusheng stares at Mo Lingwei and respectfully says, "Feng Shao, Feng Shao's wife."
As soon as his voice fell, his voice suddenly choked, as if thousands of words were stuck in his heart, but he couldn't say it.
Mo Lingwei smiles and points to a man beside he Wenhao: "is he your brother?"
"Well." Compared with Fusheng, his elder brother is simple and honest, and his body is a little shy. He just nods, grabs his head, and shrinks behind he Wenhao, so he doesn't know what to say.
"Thank you for saving my brother from the fire. If it wasn't for you, our two brothers would have been burned to death in that fire." At the bottom of the floating eyes, there are tears. The sadness and the surprise are intertwined together.
Mo Lingwei looks gentle, just like a beam of light shining into his heart: "the past has passed, to live well is the best reward for us.
Your adoptive father often mentions you two in front of us and praises you for your wisdom and understanding. "
Fusheng looks at he Wenhao and says, "they are all spoiled by adoptive father."
Mo Ling Wei smiles more and more happily: "this child can really please people."
He Wenhao touched Fusheng's head: "Fusheng is smart, clever and progressive since childhood. He is not afraid of hardship and fatigue. He will like it whenever he meets him."
He Wenhao takes a few people to go inside. He Wenhao's old house is his own, but he doesn't plan to live in it at all. He renovates another courtyard, which is still built in the ruins of the fire. The layout and the scene have not changed at all.
As if everything had never happened, perhaps just to remember the past bit by bit.
It's near the other hospital where Mo Lingwei used to live. Mo Lingwei also came here to help with the work of other hospitals.
Between him and her, there are only a few memories left.
Mo Lingwei as like as two peas and a woman, and walked around, "here is exactly the same as the past scenery, even the flowers and plants planted in the garden have not changed."
He Wenhao confessed: "it's true that it was rebuilt with the original architectural drawings. I'm busy all day and I don't want to supervise the work. I can't bear to take care of the inside and outside of this other hospital."
Mo Lingwei stood in front of the peach branch, looking at the budding pink flowers: "after a few days, the peach blossom must be very beautiful."
Fusheng stares at the peach blossom branches full of trees, and her pretty eyebrows and eyes suddenly soften: "Miss Xiangyi likes peach blossoms very much. She also likes peaches, but she can't touch the hairs on the surface of peaches, so she will be allergic.
When I was in Yuncheng, I took Miss Xiangyi out to play. I would peel off the skin for her and feed her the flesh. "
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Mo Lingwei was about to touch Fusheng's head like she was a child, but Feng Shaojin deliberately grasped her hand and held it tightly in her palm, then instead of Mo Lingwei, she touched Fusheng's head: "Fusheng has grown up and is no longer a child in the past." Mo Lingwei:.... Mo Lingwei looked at her still childish face and drew her lips. Fusheng is indeed a little higher than before. His once round face is also much thinner. His outline has gradually become young and handsome. His facial features are delicate and his eyes are smart. Maybe he Wenhao has been following him all the year round and is used to going in and out of any important and solemn occasions. He has no fear on his face. This child is well taught by he Wenhao. But the child is still a child, at most is just a young man, where as Feng Shaojin thinks, touch his head is not enough? Fusheng stares at Mo Lingwei and respectfully says, "Feng Shao, Feng Shao's wife." As soon as his voice fell, his voice suddenly choked, as if thousands of words were stuck in his heart, but he couldn't say it. Mo Lingwei smiles and points to a man beside he Wenhao: "is he your brother?" "Well." Compared with Fusheng, his elder brother is simple and honest, and his body is a little shy. He just nods, grabs his head, and shrinks behind he Wenhao, so he doesn't know what to say. "Thank you for saving my brother from the fire. If it wasn't for you, our two brothers would have been burned to death in that fire." At the bottom of the floating eyes, there are tears. The sadness and the surprise are intertwined together. Mo Lingwei looks gentle, just like a beam of light shining into his heart: "the past has passed, to live well is the best reward for us. Your adoptive father often mentions you two in front of us and praises you for your wisdom and understanding. " Fusheng looks at he Wenhao and says, "they are all spoiled by adoptive father." Mo Ling Wei smiles more and more happily: "this child can really please people." He Wenhao touched Fusheng's head: "Fusheng is smart, clever and progressive since childhood. He is not afraid of hardship and fatigue. He will like it whenever he meets him." He Wenhao takes a few people to go inside. He Wenhao's old house is his own, but he doesn't plan to live in it at all. He renovates another courtyard, which is still built in the ruins of the fire. The layout and the scene have not changed at all. As if everything had never happened, perhaps just to remember the past bit by bit. It's near the other hospital where Mo Lingwei used to live. Mo Lingwei also came here to help with the work of other hospitals. Between him and her, there are only a few memories left. Mo Lingwei as like as two peas and a woman, and walked around, "here is exactly the same as the past scenery, even the flowers and plants planted in the garden have not changed." He Wenhao confessed: "it's true that it was rebuilt with the original architectural drawings. I'm busy all day and I don't want to supervise the work. I can't bear to take care of the inside and outside of this other hospital." Mo Lingwei stood in front of the peach branch, looking at the budding pink flowers: "after a few days, the peach blossom must be very beautiful." Fusheng stares at the peach blossom branches full of trees, and her pretty eyebrows and eyes suddenly soften: "Miss Xiangyi likes peach blossoms very much. She also likes peaches, but she can't touch the hairs on the surface of peaches, so she will be allergic. When I was in Yuncheng, I took Miss Xiangyi out to play. I would peel off the skin for her and feed her the flesh. " www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
