Chapter 1577

At first, Feng Shaojin just felt distressed instinctively. Seeing that her fingers were pricked by flower thorns, he wanted to apply medicine to her, but he acted faster than his reason. Her fingertips were in her mouth.

He is a clean freak, shuttles through the bloody storm every day, and has an instinctive aversion and nausea to the smell of blood.

Feng Shaojin tasted the faint taste of rust,

He sucked it hard and the bleeding stopped.

There was no fluctuation on Mo Lingwei's dazed little face, and she was still so indifferent that she didn't care.

Feng Shaojin immediately became irritable.

Mo Lingwei frowned in pain, and wanted to pull her fingers out of his palm and mouth.

Sensing her movements, Feng Shaojin increased his strength.

Mo Lingwei's small face was wrinkled, she bit her lower lip and said nothing.

Feng Shaojin was angry.

Mo Lingwei couldn't bear it anymore, she lowered her head and said in a voice like a mosquito, "It hurts."

Feng Shaojin opened his mouth, feeling more and more distressed, and secretly scolded himself a few words in his heart, but his tone was relentless, mocking himself: "I thought you didn't want to see me, in order not to say one more word to me, I would rather I would not hesitate to have my fingers bitten off."

Mo Lingwei didn't bother to argue with him, so she withdrew her finger, looked at the tooth marks on it, rubbed it, and hung her head in silence.

I really don't want to talk to him, every time I say something stupid.

I really don't want to see him, and every time I see him, I get angry for no reason.

This person didn't know how to avoid taboos at all, when his temper came, even though he knew Xiu'er was there and she was thin-skinned, he took the opportunity to blackmail her with Xiu'er.

Xiu'er jumped off the high stool and ran to Mo Lingwei's side, touched her fingertips with her small hands, and glared at Feng Shaojin with a stern face: "Why did you bite my aunt, you hurt her. "

Feng Shaojin: "..."

Feng Shaojin coughed twice, stretched out his palm and rubbed Xiu'er's little head: "Xiu'er, good boy, I'm not biting your aunt, I love your aunt so much, how could I bite her.

Her finger was pricked by a flower thorn just now, and it was bleeding. I was helping her suck out the poisonous blood. "

Feng Shaojin said, pointing to the long thorn on the flower stalk with his slender index finger: "This is the thorn."

Xiu'er raised her head: "Auntie, is it true?"

Mo Lingwei's cheeks were slightly red: "Auntie was indeed pricked by a flower thorn just now..."

"But last time I was pricked by a flower thorn, didn't my aunt say to wipe off the blood and apply some ointment?" Xiu'er blew on Mo Lingwei's swollen fingertips, "Is this thorn poisonous?" ?”

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Feng Shaojin suppressed a smile: "You can also wipe off the blood and apply ointment, or use my method, but..."

Feng Shaojin intentionally teased him: "But uncle's method of stopping the bleeding can only be limited to the woman he likes. In the future, Xiu'er will have a woman he likes..."

"Feng Shaojin, shut up!" Mo Lingwei couldn't listen anymore: "Xiu'er is only four years old, don't teach him all your dirty tricks, you are shameless, and you want Xiu'er to do the same. Are you as shameless as you?"

Feng Shaojin: "..."

Feng Shaojin's smile was slightly cold, and the corners of his lips curled into a smile that was not a smile, and he simply broke the can and said, "It's not the first day that you know whether I'm shameless or not, why didn't you think so when we were getting along? "