Chapter 1539

Mo Lingwei's head was pressed against his shoulder, she sighed silently in her heart, her brows were furrowed, and he let him talk to himself.

Wars are raging in the south, civil strife is raging in the north, and there is no peace anywhere.

It was not easy for Feng Shaojin to agree to her request and send Xiu'er away from here, but Yun Er had an accident on the way, and Xiu'er could not return to the north for the time being.

And she couldn't go back to Jincheng, Feng Shaojin would never allow her to leave.

He was busy with affairs, and Feng Shaojin was also very busy. In the past, he would come to see her and Xiu'er almost every day, but later he came here every now and then. Now, he hasn't shown up for six or seven days.

She thought that Feng Shaojin wouldn't show up for half a month, but she didn't expect him to make a special trip over at this time.

Seeing that the person in his arms was silent for a long time, Feng Shaojin lowered his eyes, saw that Mo Lingwei's eyes were empty, and seemed to be in a daze, raised his hand to stroke her back, and asked in a low voice: "What are you thinking? "

"It's nothing." Mo Lingwei replied softly.

Feng Shaojin's sculpted eyebrows and eyes suddenly turned from gentle to gloomy, his eyes darkened little by little, and locked firmly on her face, his gaze was like a big net, trapping her in it, unable to break free.

Mo Lingwei has long been used to his moodiness, she pushed him away, sat up straight, lowered her eyes, holding the teacup, staring at the tea leaves rolling up and down in the teacup, said softly: "If you are busy ..."

"I'm not busy today." Feng Shaojin heard that she was about to drive him away again, his voice turned cold in an instant, "Tell me, what are you thinking?"

"Nothing." Mo Lingwei replied truthfully.

But Feng Shaojin obviously didn't believe it. He rested his arm on the pear wood table, tapped the table rhythmically with his slender fingertips, stretched out his other hand, and curled her black hair hanging on her chest with his index finger. , sneered: "You won't tell me?"

Mo Lingwei: "..."

unable to communicate.

Simply ignore.

Mo Lingwei is not a talkative person.

Feng Shaojin seemed to be irritated by her attitude, the corners of her beautifully lined lips were even more curved, the dazzling smile made the look in his eyes so cold, "Then let me guess, okay? "

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mo Lingwei just felt extremely bored.

If she tells the truth, he doesn't believe it. If she tells a lie, he doesn't believe it. What should I do?

This person has a crazy temperament, he was clearly fine just now, but for some reason, he started to go crazy again.

Mo Lingwei picked up the cup of tea and took a sip.

The tea was a little warm, with a slight astringency, Mo Lingwei inadvertently frowned.

Seeing her frowning, Feng Shaojin seemed to be a bit bored, and the good mood he had just met was swept away immediately, and his expression became more and more gloomy, like dark clouds piled up in the sky, which would turn into a violent storm at any moment.

Feng Shaojin said to himself: "Last month, did you write to Mo Lingyuan?"

"En." Mo Lingwei didn't deny it either, after all her every move was under his nose, and there was nothing to hide.

Even if you want to hide it, you can't hide it.

Feng Shaojin sneered: "You admit it readily."

His tone was yin and yang, and Mo Lingwei was also annoyed: "What do you want to say?"

"What do I want to say, you don't know?" Feng Shaojin only felt a tight pain in his chest. Grinding his teeth, he grabbed her hand, pulled her into his arms, and put his arms around her waist. He was mentioned again in that letter, you really... have a long love for him!"

Mo Lingwei: "..."

What kind of flying vinegar is this?