Chapter 2197

Mo Lingwei took a deep breath, and said with a trembling voice: "I will stay, I will stay with you, as long as you are willing to send Xiu'er away, I will stay with you until the day you don't need me, OK?"

It is not appropriate for Xiu'er to stay here as a place of right and wrong in Yuncheng.

Feng Shaojin had already confirmed that Xiu'er was her child. Once this matter got out, Xiu'er would become a thorn in the side of the He family and the Feng family sooner or later.

It's too dangerous, she won't put Xiu'er in life or death.

"Stay with me?" Feng Shaojin murmured and repeated Mo Lingwei's words: "Then give me a baby, okay?"

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mo Lingwei's pupils shrank suddenly, and she looked at him in disbelief, even her breathing became heavy.

have a baby?

Is Feng Shaojin crazy?

How could she give birth to him.

Staying with him was her biggest concession to him. How could she let her child repeat her mistakes?

Feng Shaojin looked at her terrified expression, as if he had expected that she would not agree, he smiled, the corners of his lips curled up in a beautiful arc, and his tone was extremely gentle: "Ling Wei, I saw Xiu'er's first At a glance, I really like him.

Can't you see how he resembles you?

When you don't want to talk to me, you are immersed in your own world, just like him. "

Mo Lingwei: "..."

This child is clearly like his elder brother Mo Lingyuan. Although his eyebrows and eyes are not as sharp as Mo Lingyuan's, he is a soft and cute child after all, but how is he like her?

Mo Lingwei thought that Feng Shaojin was probably blind.

It's just unreasonable.

Mo Lingwei didn't want to break up with Feng Shaojin anymore, so she said to him from left to right: "Feng Shaojin, let me go first, I'll go hug Xiu'er.

He has been frightened and timid, and he has never been away from his relatives for so long, so he must be very scared..."

Feng Shaojin was bubbling sourly, and his words were full of jealousy: "From the time you saw me to now, you have been talking about Xiu'er in every three words, and none of them have been about me.

Don't you want to know how I got here in the past few years after you left, more than 800 days and nights? "

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Ask yourself, she really doesn't want to know.

The future and the past follow the clouds, and she has long been unable to tell right from wrong. In the past few years, she has experienced life and death, supporting the Young Marshal's Mansion alone, and is so busy that she almost forgot his face.

Time can wash away all memories, and the past events that I thought I could never forget are slowly forgotten in the obsession.

Mo Lingwei opened her mouth and said in a hoarse voice: "Feng Shaojin, please be reasonable, Xiu'er is just a two-year-old child..."

Feng Shaojin is not a reasonable person at all, with the warmth and softness in his arms, the suppressed emotions in his heart are like the tide rushing out of the floodgate, and he has long been submerged.

He couldn't find any trace of missing him in her words and deeds, and his heart suddenly became unbalanced.

If it weren't for this two-year-old child, she probably wouldn't even look at him again.

Feng Shaojin rested his palms on the back of her head, pressed his thin lips against the corners of her lips, and kissed her hard...

Mo Lingwei was shocked, and raised her hand to beat his shoulder: "Feng Shaojin, Feng Shaojin!"

Feng Shaojin pulled out his other hand from her waist, grabbed her wrist, and pressed it against the wall.

Soft arms embraced Mo Lingwei's calf, Mo Lingwei turned her head to look down, and saw Xiu'er slipping off the sofa at some point and running to her side.

Xiu'er thought that Mo Lingwei was being bullied by Feng Shaojin, her small body trembled with fright, her little hands hugged her leg, and kicked Feng Shaojin hard.

That little force was like a gnat shaking a big tree, Feng Shaojin didn't notice it at all.