Chapter 1541

"What is the truth?" Feng Shaojin didn't understand, so he asked, "What is the lie?"

"The truth is, I'm really not moved. If there was still a sliver of affection for him in the past, now, the Gongmo family has turned against each other long ago. I don't add trouble to others, and I don't use him. It's enough for me to live in peace and have nothing to do with each other. "

For Gong Su, Mo Lingwei can't say how much she likes it, but she can't say she hates it either. In the beginning, the two of them talked very happily, like confidants. Later, after experiencing many things, this confidant-like feeling was overwhelmed by various The position is diluted.

Feng Shaojin clenched his fists, "You finally admit that you did have feelings for him?"

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mo Lingwei explained helplessly: "It's not the kind of affection you imagined, there are many kinds of affection."

"I don't listen." Feng Shaojin interrupted Mo Lingwei: "What about lies? What are lies?"

Mo Lingwei: "The lie is as you think."

Feng Shaojin: "You know what I think?"

Mo Lingwei said lightly: "What do you think, I can't control it. You must think that I have feelings for him, and I can't justify it."

Feng Shaojin: "..."

Feng Shaojin: "You still refuse to admit that you have feelings for him, but you clearly admitted it yourself just now."

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mo Lingwei ran out of patience and was a little annoyed, "What do you want?"

"..." Feng Shaojin was silent for a moment, and said with a deadpan face, "You kiss me first, and I will believe what you tell the truth."

Mo Lingwei was angry and ashamed, she tried her best to break free from his embrace, "Feng Shaojin, you are hopeless."

How could Feng Shaojin let her out of his control so easily, he pushed her against the edge of the table, "If you don't want to, I can kiss you."

Mo Lingwei desperately refused: "Feng Shaojin, you said you would not force me anymore, you bastard, you..."

Before Feng Shaojin could succeed, there was only a loud "bang", and earth-shattering gunshots came from the study.

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Feng Shaojin: "..."

Mo Lingwei was the first to react, "What did you give Xiu'er?"

Feng Shaojin was stunned for a moment, then let go of Mo Lingwei, stood up and strode towards the study.

Mo Lingwei didn't miss the panic flashing across Feng Shaojin's face, she stood up with her arms propped on the edge of the table, and staggered to catch up with Feng Shaojin.

"What exactly did you give Xiu'er?" Mo Lingwei was eager to see something like that in her mind, and she couldn't believe it: "He is only four years old, what did you give him?"

"Gun." Feng Shaojin saw that she was crumbling, he wrapped his long arms around her, and hugged her tightly: "The gun is specially made, and the bullets are in the magazine. I never taught Xiu'er how to load the bullet... "

Mo Lingwei was determined to kill Feng Shaojin: "You, you'd better pray that Xiu'er is okay, otherwise, I..."

Hearing her vicious words, Feng Shaojin's heart sank inch by inch, and it was bitingly cold: "What are you going to do? Kill me?"

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mo Lingwei had no time to talk to him, and pushed open the door of the study.

I saw Xiu'er holding up a delicate and small silver pistol, aiming at the half-person-high antique vase in the corner, and the empty bullet casings fell on the spread rice paper, suppressing the calligraphy he had just written.

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mo Lingwei's head was dizzy from fright, her voice was trembling with fear: "Xiu'er, what are you doing?"

Xiu'er: "..."

Xiu'er's handsome face was tightly wrinkled, and she said in a timid voice, "Auntie, my hand hurts so much."

Mo Lingwei rushed over, grabbed the gun in his hand, and spread his hands, only to see that the palms of his small hands were flushed...