Chapter 427

Mo Lingwei didn't seem to react at first, but after a while, he kicked and hit the man, but the man didn't fight back, letting Mo Lingwei vent his anger.

Chu Yunyao came back to her senses, and was about to break through the window when she heard the man's low voice.

The voice was very soft, like an air current, and it wasn't very real, but in the dead of night, the meaning of the words could be vaguely discerned.

Chu Yunyao pushed the gap of the window wider, and saw Mo Lingwei sitting up, going to blow out the candle on the dressing table from a long distance away.

The man sat beside her, his handsome facial features exposed in front of Chu Yunyao.

There is a smile on the corner of his lips, he is elegant and handsome, his eyebrows and eyes are affectionate, and he is affectionate and pampering.

This kind of look is clearly the look that men only have when they look at the woman they love.

Mo Lingwei wanted to blow out the candle, but Naihe couldn't blow it out all the time. She wanted to crawl out of the quilt. The man held her shoulders, picked up the quilt to wrap her up, stretched out his long arms, and extinguished the candle. .

The moment the candle was extinguished, the man looked towards the window.

Chu Yunyao dodged her body, hid herself in the night, followed the way she came, and under the cover of the wind, she quickly walked back to the Wangyue Pavilion.

Lying under the quilt, the scene I saw just now appeared in my mind from time to time.

It's no wonder that Mo Lingwei has been lonely and unhappy, and has many worries. It turned out that she was separated from her beloved.

But who is this man?

Sheng's bearing is extraordinary, and his appearance is imposing. Compared with Gong Yao, he is a little less delicate and a little more aggressive and decisive. At first glance, he is not an ordinary person.

Presumably the birth is also wonderful, but I have never seen it.

Although not many people are worthy of Mo Lingwei's status, as long as this man comes to propose marriage, based on the love that the warlord and Mo Lingyuan have for Mo Lingwei, he may not agree.

It's just that the door was closed, what did you want to do when you broke into Mo Lingwei's bedroom in the middle of the night?

Judging from Mo Lingwei's appearance, it seems that he doesn't want that man to be noticed.

Chu Yunyao was full of worries, and finally fell asleep in a daze while snuggling up against the quilt...

In the bedroom with the lights off, Mo Lingwei pushed the man in front of him: "If you don't leave, what if someone sees you?"

"I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?" Feng Shaojin took off his coat and threw it on the ground, "Are you worried about me, afraid that I will die under your brother's gun? Ling Wei, you clearly still can't let me go , clearly still worry about me, care about me, right?"

Mo Lingwei was wrapped in a thin quilt and sat in the middle of the bed, far away from him: "I'm not worried about your life or death, I'm afraid that because of your appearance, everyone will know that I'm indiscreet and tarnish the reputation of the mansion. Lost the face of my brother and father."

People's words are scary, although she doesn't care about the eyes of outsiders, but the family behind her cares.

The man seemed to be irritated by what she said. He stretched out his long arm, raised his hand and tore open the collar of his shirt, grabbed her little hand, and pressed it where his heart was beating, "Vivi, touch my heart, you Are you not afraid of pain when you say these words?"

The man's tight muscles are stretched out, strong and powerful.

Mo Lingwei's palm was scorching hot, and the continuous heat was transmitted to her hand.

Mo Lingwei wanted to withdraw her hand, but the man held her wrist with brute force. His scorching breath sprayed on her face, scalding a layer of goosebumps: "Wei Wei, you are so cruel."

"We've already broken up." Mo Lingyuan gritted his teeth.

"It's not up to you to break up, I don't agree." Feng Shaojin's palm rubbed her soft cheek in the dark, and pressed his forehead against her forehead: "Weiwei, you have tried every means to deceive me, confuse me, and make me feel like you are in love." I let my guard down and let me think you want to be with me.

Unexpectedly, you are trying to escape from me, to leave my side.

Do you know what life is like without you by my side? "

Mo Lingwei sneered, her voice as cold as ice: "Aren't you going to marry another woman? Feng Shaojin, I am not the Yingying Yanyan you once teased, I am the daughter of the Mo family from the Jincheng commander's barracks, and the daughter of Mo Zhongtian." prostitute.

I will not wrong myself and become your concubine, and I will not follow you without name or title for the sake of glory, wealth and so-called love.

I don't want to be kept in the outer room by you, to be a shady woman, to be satirized by the woman you are marrying. "

She raised her foot and kicked him, "Feng Shaojin, get out, I don't want to see you again."

Feng Shaojin hugged her tightly, "Weiwei, I won't let you suffer these grievances. After I finish handling the Feng family's affairs, I will definitely come to Jincheng to propose marriage, okay?"

Mo Lingwei remained silent, silently resisting.

Feng Shaojin felt a sharp pain in his heart: "Can you give me some time?"

"I've given you enough time." Mo Lingwei couldn't push him away, so she simply didn't move: "I'm getting married, you go back."

"Are you going to marry?" Feng Shaojin's body was filled with gushing anger, and his blood seemed to be boiling. His palm touched her shoulder, and his voice was dark and bloodthirsty, "Who are you going to marry? Gong Yao ?"

Mo Lingwei's slender body was trembling, and she said tremblingly: "Don't worry about it, as long as it's not you."

"As long as it's not me?" Feng Shaojin murmured and repeated her words, his thin lips moved close to her ear, and his voice was bloodthirsty: "Weiwei, are you so heartless?"

There was a terrifying storm hidden in his eyes.

Mo Lingwei curled up into a ball in fright, crying in her voice: "No, Feng Shaojin, you can't treat me like this."

She broke down in tears: "Are you trying to force me to death?"

Feng Shaojin stretched out his hand to touch her face, and felt the water marks all over his hand.

Feng Shaojin's head stunned by jealousy instantly calmed down, "Weiwei, I..."

There was a "snap".

Crisp applause sounded in the darkness, and Mo Lingwei choked with sobs in a low voice: "Feng Shaojin, you are a bastard!"

Feng Shaojin wiped away her tears, wrapped her in a thin quilt, and apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry."

He lay down on her side neatly, "I haven't slept for several nights, can you let me lie beside you for a while?"

Mo Lingwei rolled up the quilt and dodged far away, leaving a long distance between him and him.

In the dark, I heard his deep sigh: "Gong Yao is a man with a sweet mouth and a sword, and the Gong family is not a good family. Weiwei, listen to me, don't marry him, give me some more time, wait for me." ,OK?

Wait for me, okay?

Wait for me, okay?

..."

He asked over and over again, seeing that she still didn't answer, her voice was full of exhaustion and helplessness, her voice gradually became lower, and her breathing gradually became more even...