Feng Shaojin and Meng Lang's movements stopped suddenly. He let go of her, and retreated a little bit helplessly, putting a distance between the two of them, "Does it smell bad? I'll go wash it off now."

He turned around and hurried into the ear room.

When he came out, Mo Lingwei was sitting on the edge of the bed, still holding a book in her hand. Although she read it carefully, she still flipped through it very quickly.

He stood in front of her, his tall body blocked the light of the candle, casting a large shadow in front of her.

Mo Lingwei raised her head, looked at his half-dried black hair, and asked, "When did you start smoking?"

Feng Shaojin didn't answer her question, "If you don't like it, then I won't smoke it in the future."

Mo Lingwei persisted and asked, "One month? Or two months?"

"It started after returning from Jincheng." Feng Shaojin said vaguely, "It's late, let's rest."

There was restlessness in his brows, he seemed a little uneasy and a little angry, maybe even he himself didn't notice that something was wrong with him at this time, after all, Feng Shaojin was used to not showing his emotions in front of outsiders.

When he doesn't deliberately restrain himself, there is an aura of calmness and prestige all over his body, which is the aura and coercion that are naturally formed after he was born in a prominent position and has been in the top position for a long time.

Mo Lingwei grabbed the corner of her clothes, "I'm not sleepy yet."

Seeing her anxious look, Feng Shaojin smiled, blew out the light, lifted the quilt, hugged her and threw her into the bed lightly...

The man's low-alcohol voice is like fine wine after brewing, and it sounds in the dark night, warm and beautiful: "I'm very tired, I won't do anything to you, I just want to hug you and smell your good smell , I felt at ease."

He hasn't come over for several days, and he hasn't had a good sleep for several days.

Mo Lingwei was held in his arms, and the man sniffed her neck like a puppy like in the past, wrapped around her body like an octopus, and fell asleep.

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mo Lingwei's hands and feet were suppressed so that she couldn't move, so she couldn't sleep.

Feng Shaojin didn't know what he had dreamed of, and even bit her shoulder.

Mo Lingwei didn't dare to wake him up, recalling the content recorded in the medical book in her mind, before she knew it, sleepiness struck her, and she fell asleep in a daze.

Mo Lingwei thought angrily, Feng Shaojin must belong to a wolf, with such sharp and poisonous teeth.

It caused her pain for several days, and her entire shoulder was swollen, and she almost couldn't even lift her arm.

Mo Lingwei buttoned up her coat, got dressed and got up.

After washing up, she went downstairs to eat, and when she passed by the hall, she saw that several medical books she had read last night had been carefully stacked on the table by the servant.

When the servant saw her, he suddenly knelt on the ground, his eyes were red, and tremblingly begged for mercy: "This old slave deserves to die, please young lady punish me."

"What's wrong?" Mo Lingwei was surprised.

The servants here are all chosen by Feng Shaojin, they are very honest and responsible, they also care about her and respect her extremely.

She is not a high-spirited person, and she is still polite to these servants.

Although it is a master-servant relationship, they get along fairly well, and both of them have figured out their own personalities.

If he hadn't made a big mistake, he wouldn't have been scared like this...