Chapter 1911

Hearing Feng Yichen's joke, Feng Shaoqing, who concealed his emotions very well, felt guilty instead, "Shaojin, are you back?"

"En." Feng Shaojin is good at observing words and expressions, and his sharp eyes did not miss the strangeness that flashed past Feng Shaoqing's eyes. He walked in generously, raised his hand to stroke Mo Lingwei's hair: "Drawing what?"

Mo Lingwei had long been used to Feng Yichen's inattentive and nonsensical speech, so he didn't take Feng Yichen's words seriously at all, and blew on the ink on the drawing paper: "Draw you, do you look like it?"

Feng Shaojin's eyes were fixed on Mo Lingwei's beautiful smile, "Like."

As soon as the words were finished, Feng Yichen burst into earth-shattering laughter.

Mo Lingwei couldn't help it either, and covered her face with one hand and almost burst into tears from laughter.

Feng Shaojin's gaze turned to the drawing paper, and he felt that his whole body was not well.

It was clearly a stray dog ​​on the drawing paper.

Feng Shaojin: "..."

Feng Shaojin's face turned dark, and he grabbed Mo Lingwei and walked out: "It's getting late, so I won't be too worried if I go back late, so I'll send you back early today."

Mo Lingwei: "I told my mother that I can return to Jingyuan later tonight."

Feng Shaojin: "I don't mind if you stay tonight."

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mo Lingwei definitely wouldn't stay here, so she walked out when she heard the words.

Feng Shaojin followed her, reached the door, turned around and looked at Feng Shaoqing: "Brother, after I send Ling Wei back, I will talk to you about the Feng family and the He family."

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and his tone was meaningful.

Feng Shaoqing suppressed his smile and nodded.

in the car.

Feng Shaojin turned to look at Mo Lingwei, and asked tentatively, "What do you think of my brother?"

"Very good." Mo Lingwei replied truthfully: "Gentle and generous, a humble gentleman."

Feng Shaojin asked again: "Then what about me?"

"You?" Mo Lingwei tilted her head and thought for a while, then she raised her eyebrows and said, "You have too many thoughts, your temper is not very good, and you are thick-skinned."

Feng Shaojin: "..."

Although Feng Shaojin was aware of the joke in Mo Lingwei's words, he was still concerned: "So, do you like a man like my brother?"

Mo Lingwei leaned over and leaned her head on his shoulder: "If the person I met first was a man with this kind of temperament, maybe...

But the first person I met was you. "

Feng Shaojin pursed her thin lips.

Mo Lingwei said again: "Usually when you ask me out, you stay outside for as long as you can. Why did you send me back to Jingyuan so early today?"

Feng Shaojin hugged her in his arms, and lied: "My elder brother was forced by the family to marry a woman he didn't like, I was afraid that we would irritate him by hanging around in front of him.

My brother... did he ask you anything? "

"No." Mo Lingwei shook her head: "Your brother's temperament is somewhat similar to my second brother, and he is an excellent person."

Hearing this, Feng Shaojin secretly let out a long sigh of relief.

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After seeing off Mo Lingwei, Feng Shaojin returned to Guanlan Courtyard and went straight to the study.

Feng Shaoqing looked at the unfinished oil painting, raised his eyes and saw Feng Shaojin came back, put away the oil painting that was already done, and pulled the corner of his lips: "Come back so soon?"

Feng Shaojin didn't answer, pulled a chair and sat down in front of Feng Shaoqing: "Brother, may I ask, what does that woman you've been looking for look like?"

Feng Shaoqing: "..."

Feng Shaoqing smiled, Gu Zuo said to him: "Why do you suddenly think of asking me this question?"

"What will happen if elder brother finds her?" Feng Shaojin's face was sullen, his eyes fixed on Feng Shaoqing.