Seeing that he was not cooperating, Mo Lingwei wanted to withdraw her hand: "Forget it if you don't eat."
As soon as she took it back, her wrist was caught, Feng Shaojin held her fingers, brought the silver spoon to her lips, and ate the glutinous rice balls.
The weather is hot, the balls are wrapped in iced rock sugar water, and the sweetness spreads between the lips and teeth.
He chewed slowly, and the beautiful Adam's apple rose and fell on his slender neck, accompanied by the movement of swallowing, which was extremely pleasing to the eye.
But Mo Lingwei didn't have time to appreciate it. Seeing him swallow it, she scooped up another one and fed it into his mouth.
Feng Shaojin was very cooperative this time, he opened his mouth and ate it.
Until there was only the last one left in the bowl, and when Mo Lingwei was feeding again, Feng Shaojin raised his head slightly, and his eyes fell on the flower garden in the backyard.
Mo Lingwei thought he didn't want to eat, and didn't want to waste the food in the bowl, so she scooped it up and fed it to her mouth.
"Who told you to eat?" Feng Shaojin asked in a deep voice.
"Huh?" Mo Lingwei didn't know why.
Before she could react, Feng Shaojin had already grabbed the back of her head, pressed his thin lips over hers...
Mo Lingwei: "..."
The last glutinous rice ball was snatched away by Feng Shaojin.
He seemed to be still angry, and before leaving, he bit her hard, causing Mo Lingwei to "hiss" softly, and covered his red and swollen lower lip.
Mo Lingwei: "..."
Mo Lingwei still wanted to know Mu Qing's whereabouts if she wanted something from others, and she didn't dare to offend him, so she could only accept it in silence.
Feng Shaojin was in a much better mood, he tapped the table with his long fingers, and his voice was filled with joy: "These things are not very nutritious, don't eat too much.
Your stomach is not very good, eating too much cold food will cause stomach pains, too much cold, lack of energy and blood, and on those few days of each month, your hands and feet will be cold again..."
Mo Lingwei: "..."
Mo Lingwei didn't know that he even remembered these things, she felt embarrassed and embarrassed immediately, her face was flushed with embarrassment, and she wished she could find a hole in the ground and get in.
Seeing her appearance like this, Feng Shaojin found it even more interesting, and continued: "I calculated the time, and there are still five days left, and it will probably come on you..."
Mo Lingwei: "..."
Mo Lingwei stood up abruptly, before she could step out, she was hugged by Feng Shaojin and was trapped in her arms again, "Where are you going? Don't want to know Mu Qing's whereabouts?"
Mo Lingwei: "..."
Of course I want to know, otherwise, I wouldn't have fed him.
Mo Lingwei lowered her head and asked sullenly, "Mu Qing and the others, how are you doing now?"
"Huh?" Feng Shaojin dragged his voice, resting his chin on her shoulder, his handsome face pressed against her cheek, full of sourness, "You care about him so much?"
Mo Lingwei stammered and explained: "You know, they are all from my brother..."
"What about me?" Feng Shaojin asked persuasively: "You didn't intend to care about me? Who am I?"
Mo Lingwei: "..."
Mo Lingwei thought about it for a while, and said carefully, "You are from the Feng family."
Such a simple question still need to ask her?
Feng Shaojin rubbed her cheek: "I was injured last time too, it was a gunshot wound."
"I performed an operation on you, you should be fine now, right?"
"I don't know." Feng Shaojin lowered his eyes, looking at her eyes as close as Wang Qingquan's, "It still hurts a little, why don't you help me take a look."
Mo Lingwei: "..."
Mo Lingwei had no choice but to say, "Okay."
Feng Shaojin straightened up, wrapped her long arms around her waist, and raised her chin.
Mo Lingwei had no choice but to unbutton his clothes, tear off the collar, revealing the wound on his shoulder, which had scabbed over...