Chapter 1936

Mo Lingwei carefully concealed the shyness and joy in her heart, and as Feng Shaojin told her, she obediently stayed in the bedroom to read medical books, waiting anxiously and happily for Feng Shaojin to come over.

A few days later, at dusk, Feng Shaojin hurried over.

In her hand was a stack of newspapers she had asked for.

"I heard from the guard that you want to read the newspaper. I ordered someone to collect the newspapers for the past seven days for you." Feng Shaojin broke into the bedroom, took off his coat, and sat down on the edge of her bed.

Mo Lingwei only had time to put on a coat, but before she could put it on, she heard footsteps outside the door, so she shrank back into the quilt again.

"It's so late, why are you still here?" Mo Lingwei's watery eyes were like glass beads, when she stared at him, she was full of tenderness and tenderness.

The flickering candlelight added an ambiguous atmosphere that was never there during the day.

Feng Shaojin put the newspaper on the low cabinet beside the bed, and was about to answer her words, when he raised his eyes to meet her gaze, the words on his lips were swallowed, and his mind went blank for a moment.

His Adam's apple rolled, and he felt as if something was about to move in his body, and the emotions he had tried to restrain before poured out like a torrent.

He stared at her quietly with his deep eyes, raised his hand to caress her porcelain white face, and moved closer to her.

Mo Lingwei suddenly became nervous, her hands hidden under the quilt were tightly grabbing her clothes.

Feng Shaojin's icy cold lips pressed against her brows, sliding down little by little, from the corners of her eyes, the tip of her nose, all the way to her lips.

"Ling Wei." Feng Shaojin's voice was dry and hoarse, as if it was on fire, "We..."

His long, bony fingers landed on the buttons of her clothes...

The thin and delicate shoulders were exposed in the cool air, and Mo Lingwei suddenly woke up. She pushed Feng Shaojin away, slid her body into the quilt, and wrapped herself tightly.

He spoke incoherently: "We will be together soon, don't rush for a while, just...wait!"

Feng Shaojin's temples "jumped" and his heart was about to jump out of his throat, but he didn't hear what Mo Lingwei said clearly.

All he knew was that he was being pushed away by her.

His vision was incomprehensible, dark and deep, seemingly calm, but it seemed to be burning with a faint fire, burning coldly.

Although it is not hot, it can burn everything.

Feng Shaojin tightened his hands hanging by his side, and looked away: "I came here in a hurry, my body is dusty and dirty, I..."

He took a deep breath: "I'm going to wash it."

Feng Shaojin closed the door of the side room, picked up a ladle, took a ladle of cold water from the bucket, and poured it directly on top of his head.

The cold water gradually calmed his feverish head.

He simply immersed his head in cold water to stop his still confused mind from dreaming.

Mo Lingwei lay on the bed and waited for a long time, but she didn't hear any movement from the anteroom. She sat up uneasy, and was about to put on her clothes to take a look when the door of the antelope was opened.

Feng Shaojin stood at the door with half-dry wet hair on his head. He changed into a white shirt and slippers, and walked to the edge of the bed step by step: "I'll stay tonight, and I'll leave after breakfast with you tomorrow." .”

"Okay." Mo Lingwei's face was about to burn, she didn't dare to look at him, and nodded her head lightly.

Feng Shaojin stared at her firmly, his feet seemed to have taken root, he hesitated to move a step, his heart was full of hope, waiting for her to take the initiative to speak to keep him.

But time passed by every minute and every second, Mo Lingwei still hung his head, without even looking at him, even though he was stuck on the edge of the bed like a wooden stake, he didn't make a sound for a long time.

Hope was ignited in an instant like fireworks, and then dissipated bit by bit. Feng Shaojin gritted his teeth, sighed secretly, and said reluctantly: "It's late, you should go to bed earlier, I... ...I went to the next room."