Chapter 2206

If it was the lively and clever Xiu'er in the past, the Mo family's expectation for him was to rule the country and bring peace to the world. Now that the child has been frightened and turned into such a appearance, Mo Lingwei only hopes that he is pure and good.

I hope that the child raised with her painstaking efforts and love can come out of the inner fear and shadow sooner.

Mo Lingwei's work and rest became very regular, completely accommodating Xiu'er's living time. She got up early, had breakfast, and took Xiu'er to the backyard to watch the ants move, the fallen leaves fall, and the flowers bloom. Tired of playing, Xiu'er went back to her room to rest.

Xiu'er sat on the chair, opened her misty black eyes, looked at Mo Lingwei who was reading to him, blinked occasionally, wondering if she had listened.

"...Therefore, when Heaven will send a great mission to man, he must first suffer from his will, exhaust his muscles and bones, starve his body and skin, empty his body, and disturb his actions. Therefore, his heart and patience have benefited him. impossible."

The study room is very quiet, only Mo Lingwei's gentle and clear voice can be heard. Most of the time, Xiu'er is quiet, not noisy, and when holding Xiaobai, occasionally combing Xiaobai's slick fur.

After an incense stick, Mo Lingwei guessed that Xiu'er might be tired, so she took him to the ear room to freshen up, and then put him to sleep.

She sat in the bedroom, picked up a pen and ink, spread out the letter paper, and began to write a letter of safety to her brother and sister-in-law.

A sharp cry broke the silence in the bedroom, Xiu'er closed her eyes tightly, and let out a terrified scream, as if she had fallen into a nightmare.

Mo Lingwei threw away the pen in a hurry, rushed to the edge of the bed, hugged Xiu'er, and called his name, "Xiu'er, aunt is here, wake up quickly, it's just a dream, don't be afraid."

The child's tears rolled down from his eyes like water, but he didn't seem to wake up at all. The sleeping child burst out with unprecedented strength, and his small body quickly broke free from Mo Lingwei, lying on the bed Rolling over, falling off the bed, almost falling to the ground without realizing it, the sound of crying reveals great panic...

He was a completely different person from his usual quiet, dull and ignorant appearance.

Mo Lingwei knelt on the ground, wanting to hold Xiu'er down, but she was so anxious that she didn't know what to do.

A pair of big hands stretched out from behind her, picked up Xiu'er who was lying on the ground crying, and held her in his arms.

The man's arms are like iron hoops, imprisoning the two-year-old child.

Xiu'er couldn't break free, and bit Feng Shaojin's arm.

The crying was intermittent and gradually stopped.

Exhausted, Xiu'er slowly calmed down and fell asleep again.

Feng Shaojin patted the child's back, put Xiu'er on the bed with the back of his head, untied his clothes, and covered him with a blanket.

Mo Lingwei had already fetched warm water, and used a warm towel to wipe off Xiu'er's sweat from struggling.

Feng Shaojin stroked her back and comforted her: "Don't worry, I will accompany him when he wakes up."

Mo Lingwei put the handkerchief in the water basin, looked at Feng Shaojin, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you here at this hour?"

"I haven't been here for a few days. I took some time to come and see you. I'm afraid I'll come later. Xiu'er has already fallen asleep." Feng Shaojin raised his hand and wiped the fine sweat on her face with his fingertips, "You have worked hard, Do you want to find a few more people to come and take care of him?"

"No need." Mo Lingwei refused: "He's afraid of strangers, and he's used to me taking care of him, so let's just leave it at that."

Mo Lingwei's gaze fell on Feng Shaojin's arm: "It hurts you, roll up your cuffs and show me."

Feng Shaojin hooked his thin lips, and directly extended his arm to her...