"Yeah." Feng Shaojin picked up the soup bowl, put it to his lips to test the temperature, helped Mo Lingwei up, let her lean on his chest, and parted the corners of her lips, "Ling Wei, have a drink Hangover soup and then sleep, so as not to feel uncomfortable."
Mo Lingwei opened his mouth to take a few sips, opened his eyes, saw that the person holding the soup bowl was Feng Shaojin, giggled, raised his hand to pull his shirt, and called his name: "Shaojin. "
"Hmm." Feng Shaojin picked up a handkerchief to wipe off the soup from the corners of her lips, and stroked her small face: "Do you feel uncomfortable? Have a few more sips."
He took the bowl and fed it to her lips again, but she shook his head and pushed him away.
"Shaojin." Mo Lingwei's eyes were drunk, her smile was shy and shy, she buried her head in his arms, and said softly, "I'm so happy tonight."
"I know."
Can you not be happy when you are so drunk?
This girl is really easy to satisfy, a birthday dinner can make her so happy, it's too easy to coax.
Feng Shaojin spoiled her eyes and teased her: "So, how do you plan to repay me?"
"I want to talk to you." Mo Lingwei leaned in his arms, half-closed her eyes, "Since my mother passed away, no one has been so kind to me. My mother is the only one in this world. The best people."
After a pause, she added a bit of sadness to her tone: "I thought that I would never meet someone who treated me so well in my life..."
Feng Shaojin: "..."
The more Feng Shaojin heard it, the more something was wrong: "Could it be that you are willing to be with me because I treat you as well as your mother treats you?"
Mo Lingwei denied it: "No, in my heart, you are as important as my mother. I just suddenly figured out why my mother suffered so much after breaking up with my father-in-law."
Feng Shaojin listened silently without interrupting her, listening to her rambling on about her childhood, Su Wan cut new clothes for her, tied her braids, and taught her to read and write... .
Images appeared in Feng Shaojin's mind one after another, as if he had participated in her growth, immersed in the best memories deep in her memory.
Grandma Xu stood in the gap outside the door and observed for a while, seeing that Feng Shaojin was well-behaved and not the kind of person who took advantage of others, she felt even happier, "Young master is not only good-looking and from a good family background, but also of good character. Well, she is worthy of our eldest lady."
Her old man was finally completely relieved.
Mo Lingwei said she was tired, so she stopped, and Feng Shaojin coaxed her to drink a few sips of hangover soup.
Mo Lingwei buried her head in his arms and asked, "When do you plan to go to the Mo family to propose marriage?"
"Didn't I already agree that after you graduate and return to Jincheng, I'll go to the Mo family to propose marriage?" Feng Shaojin rubbed her temples slowly with his bony long fingers.
"Then, what should you do if your family members or my family members disagree?" Mo Lingwei's voice was very small, full of worry.
Feng Shaojin's hand paused for a moment, and then he laughed loudly, jokingly said: "Why, are you worried that you won't be able to marry me smoothly?"
His laughter was hearty and cheerful, like a spring breeze blowing, warming his heart.
He originally thought that he was the only one who was enthusiastic about getting married, but he didn't expect that she was also impatient and panicked.
Mo Lingwei stared at those misty black eyes, looked at him for a while before understanding the meaning of his words, instantly became angry, twisted her fingernails, pinched him with all her strength, and said bitterly: "Who It's rare to marry you, it's just fine if I don't marry you, I will stay in Jincheng, stay with my brother...
I originally thought that I could always depend on my brother for life, but I didn't expect my brother to get married so soon..."