Mo Lingwei listened to the footsteps outside with her ears upright, hurriedly stuffed the unread letter into her bosom, and sat up straight again.

The back is straight, and the hands are clasped, gathered in the cloak.

Feng Shaojin lifted the curtain, and what he saw was her obedient and obedient appearance, and his cold heart immediately warmed up a little.

He handed in what was in his hand: "Take it."

Mo Lingwei reached out to pick it up, and as soon as she grabbed the object, Feng Shaojin grabbed her wrist. He suddenly pulled her hard, jumped onto the carriage with her strength, and got into the carriage.

Unable to hold back, Mo Lingwei slammed into his arms and was embraced by him.

The jade wine bottles slammed together, making a crisp impact sound, as crisp as wind chimes.

Feng Shaojin took advantage of the situation and sat down, hugged her into his arms, took the things in her hands and put them in the cabinet on the inner wall, then turned to look at her.

Mo Lingwei felt uncomfortable when he saw him, and unconsciously touched the place where the letter was hidden.

Feng Shaojin lowered his eyes, watched the small movements of her hands, pretended not to know, then suddenly leaned over, covering hers with his thin lips.

Mo Lingwei was startled, the carriage was moving forward quickly, and the sound of horseshoes came from outside.

There were guards on both sides of the carriage, and the wind was very strong, blowing up the curtains at the window from time to time, revealing the scenery on both sides of the road and the figures of the guards on horseback.

She put her arms on his chest and pushed him hard.

His coat had already been taken off, and only a thin layer of close-fitting clothes remained on her body.

The warmth came from the man's muscular chest, and Mo Lingwei could even feel his violent heartbeat.

Mo Lingwei was even more frightened, struggling desperately, her back hit the car wall heavily.

Fearing that she would hurt him, Feng Shaojin grabbed her wrist, cut her arms behind him, hugged her tightly, and trapped her tightly in his arms, the kiss became more and more intense. .....

Mo Lingwei couldn't move, even her breathing was out of order, and she bit him desperately.

Originally thought that he would let go of himself, but unexpectedly, Feng Shaojin seemed to feel nothing, and his breathing became short of breath.

There was a strong smell of blood between the lips and teeth, and Mo Lingwei was unable to move and did not dare to move.

Panic and fear mixed with shyness and anger, forcing tears to come out of her eyes and roll down her cheeks.

Salty liquid came from the corners of her tight lips, Feng Shaojin's big warm palm stroked her cheek, feeling the moistness of her hand...

He finally let her go, pulled away from her little by little, held her face in his hands, looked at her surging tears, and looked at the corners of her lips stained with bright red blood.

His heart seemed to be torn open by something, "Ling Wei, did you hurt somewhere?"

The pulp of his index finger wiped the blood on her lips, "Don't cry, don't cry, okay?"

After Mo Lingwei broke free from his restraints, she quickly backed up to the corner of the car wall, curled up like an ostrich, turned her back to him, hugged her bent legs with her arms, and buried her small face On his knees, without saying a word, trembling.

Feng Shaojin looked at her frightened by his reckless behavior, wishing to raise his hand and slap himself.

"Master, we're here." After the carriage stopped, Gu Wei's voice sounded outside.

Feng Shaojin was about to reach out to hug her, but saw Mo Lingwei throwing off his outstretched arm, almost scrambling and jumping off the carriage, and ran into another courtyard as if escaping.

Feng Shaojin: "..."

Feng Shaojin got out of the carriage, stood beside the carriage, turned around to get the sweet-scented osmanthus rice wine and snacks he bought for her.

Gu Wei cried out in surprise: "Master, what happened to your mouth? It hurts so badly..."