Chapter 1579

Mo Lingwei was forced to retreat into the bedroom. She pushed him away in a panic, sat in front of the vanity mirror, picked up the horn comb, and pretended to be calm to comb her loose long hair. Her eyes fell on the gloomy man in the diorama. On the handsome face.

It seems that I haven't seen him for a long time. This person seems to be thinner than when he came last time, his outline is more distinct, and his facial features are more three-dimensional and exquisite. advanced state.

But that face and innate temperament are still fatally attractive to women.

No wonder so many women are willing to lay their heads on him, irrational.

Mo Lingwei was a little dazed, recalling the scene when she first saw him in her mind, her impression was a little vague, after so many things, the beauty of the past was too far away from her.

Why did she agree to try to date him?

Are you also like other vulgar women, deceived by his face, willing to sink into his beauty?

She did forget and couldn't remember.

Maybe it's because I don't want to think about it anymore.

When Feng Shaojin saw her staring at him in a daze, the gloom in his heart dissipated a little, his empty heart seemed to be filled with something, and the restlessness and gloom were also suppressed.

Feng Shaojin laughed at himself and thought: What is the difference between him and a dog in his current appearance?

She looked at him occasionally, and when she was in a good mood, she didn't have to throw a bone at him, she just had to smile at him, just follow him, and sit quietly beside him, even if she bowed her head and said nothing.

As long as it's not against his will, he can be comforted by her and healed by her.

His manic mood will calm down, from violent storm to gentle wind and light rain.

He enjoyed the moment alone with her, and there was a kind of moist and silent warmth flowing in the air.

Feng Shaojin met her eyes, and his pretty thin lips were slightly raised.

He bent slightly, picked up the horn comb in her hand, held her long black shiny hair, and combed it for her.

The voice is gentle and tender, and it seems to reveal endless satisfaction: "Ling Wei, you haven't looked at me like this for a long time."

This kind of docile, yearning, and confused eyes seemed to reveal a little... affection.

That was at the beginning of their relationship, when she let go of her defenses and her feelings for him gradually warmed up from being confused.

He missed them at that time so much. Every time he dreamed back at midnight, when he woke up, his mind was full of her smiles and smiles at that time, warm and pure, and she had infinite longing for their future.

Instead of being like now, defense, alienation, indifference, and even the basic trust in him have collapsed.

Mo Lingwei was startled by his words, recovered from the memories, hurriedly lowered her eyes to hide the surging emotions in her eyes, and soon returned to calm, as if nothing just happened.

The warmth that was shown briefly just now quickly subsided, and she put on sharp armor again, erected the thorns all over her body, and faced him full of defense.

Mo Lingwei's voice was dull, "What do you want to tell me?"

She raised her eyelids and glanced at him, seeing his movements froze for a moment, she said again: "Speak quickly, so as not to waste your time."

Feng Shaojin: "..."

Feng Shaojin's suppressed anger surged out again, he almost gritted his teeth: "wasting my time? You really think about me."

Mo Lingwei lowered her head, and her voice became weaker, almost mercilessly: "When I was not thinking of you, you were unhappy, but now I am thinking of you, and you are unhappy, you are really difficult to get along with .”