Chapter 1258

Feng Shaojin's heart skipped a beat, and he tightly clenched the curtain in his hand.

Mo Lingwei didn't come in, she stepped back step by step, two steps back, just like her heart at the moment.

Uneasy.

Instinctively resisted, but had to stay here.

Mo Lingwei raised her head again and looked in the direction of the window.

Feng Shaojin's patience seemed to have reached its limit, she pulled open the curtain that covered her, stood at the window, looked down deeply with her phoenix eyes, and met her eyes.

When Mo Lingwei saw that familiar handsome face again, her heart seemed to be suffocated.

The suitcase in her hand slipped to the ground, and she didn't realize it.

Feng Shaojin looked at her gravely, as if he wanted to freeze her in place, and wanted to say something, but his throat seemed to be blocked by a stone.

He murmured silently in his heart: wait a minute, give her some time, she has already arrived at his other courtyard, she must have made up her mind, she will never leave his side again, she is already stubborn, she can't force her anymore .

Time passed by every minute and every second.

The cool night wind blew in from the window, messing with his black hair.

His tall figure was hidden in the darkness, and that handsome face became more and more blurred.

Mo Lingwei seemed to have taken root under her feet, and the past was alternating in her mind like a scene from the past, and her originally indifferent heart was occupied by a slight surge of hatred.

Mo Lingwei turned around...

Seeing her as if she was about to leave, Feng Shaojin suddenly leaned half of his body out of the window, as if as long as she dared to go out, he would jump out of the window and trap her.

Mo Lingwei stepped out slowly...

She doesn't want to have anything to do with the man in front of her anymore, she wants to leave here.

Feng Shaojin clenched his fist tightly, and was about to shout out...

The loud cry of the child pierced the night sky and echoed in the bedroom upstairs.

Feng Shaojin stopped holding the palm of the window lattice, and before going to hug Xiu'er, she lowered her eyes and glanced downstairs, and saw the woman who was about to leave quickly turned around and ran in quickly.

Feng Shaojin was overjoyed: This young master didn't force you to come in, it was you who ran into this young master's room on your own initiative!

When Mo Lingwei saw Feng Shaojin's face, his mind went blank for a moment, and his body wanted to leave instinctively.

But after hearing Xiu'er's cry, he reacted instantly.

The purpose of her trip was Xiu'er, not any personal grievances.

When she ran upstairs in a hurry and pushed open the bedroom door, she saw Feng Shaojin holding the crying Xiu'er in his arms and softly comforting her.

Xiu'er seemed to be a nightmare. After being held in Feng Shaojin's arms, she seemed to have fallen asleep again, her small body curled up, her fingers tightly gripping Feng Shaojin's shirt at the neckline, and her saliva smeared slightly On the cleanliness Feng Shaojin.

There was a lamp burning in the bedroom, and the candles were bright and warm.

On the head of the bed are all kinds of toys that little boys like.

The quilts and quilt covers are all brand new, and the child's diapers are still stacked on the bedside cabinet.

Although Xiu'er is already two years old, she has already stopped wetting the bed.

Mo Lingwei knew that Feng Shaojin had always been particular about it, but he didn't expect him to be so particular about it. The whole bedroom was decorated in the style that little boys like.

To be able to do this in a single day is quite a feat.

Her gaze was firmly fixed on Xiu'er in Feng Shaojin's arms, and Feng Shaojin's eyes were firmly stuck to her body.

Feng Shaojin tried his best to suppress the fanaticism in his seemingly calm eyes.

The picture seemed to be still, the two of them just stood there quietly, neither of them took the initiative to speak, nor did they take the initiative to take a step towards each other...