Chapter 2208

Mo Lingwei originally wanted to ask how those scars on his body came about, but after thinking about it, she gave up.

So what if I asked, it had nothing to do with her anyway.

Mo Lingwei said: "I heard that there is a temple on the outskirts of the city called Wuyin Temple. I want to take Xiu'er there to have an incense."

Feng Shaojin stared at her, and slowly repeated her words: "Will you be incensed?"

"Yes." Mo Lingwei was afraid that he would not let herself and Xiu'er go out, so she patiently explained: "Xiu'er looks like this, the servant said that he is infected with evil, it's best to go there and ask for a peace talisman."

Feng Shaojin smiled: "You are a doctor, when did you believe in this?"

"Of course I don't believe it." Mo Lingwei squeezed her fingers uneasily: "I just want peace of mind, I can't just do nothing.

I'm his aunt, so I have to do something for him anyway.

Even if it doesn't work, it's better than nothing. "

Without saying a word, Feng Shaojin raised his arms, wrapped around her waist, and hugged her in his arms.

He held her small face with his other hand, stroked her soft earlobe with his fingertips, and asked leisurely: "Do you want me to let you and Xiu'er go out?"

"Are you willing?" Mo Lingwei raised her small face and looked directly into his dark eyes.

Feng Shaojin's eyes are very beautiful. The phoenix pupils are long and narrow, the ends of the eyes are slightly raised, and the pupils are as bright as stars. When staring at her seriously, they are gentle and affectionate.

In this world, without Mo Lingwei, no woman would be able to escape Feng Shaojin's gaze.

"If I don't want to, will you be angry?" Feng Shaojin leaned closer to her, getting closer to her, and the unique cold fragrance of the man wrapped her up like a net.

She has no way to retreat, no way to escape.

Hearing what he said, Mo Lingwei lowered her eyes in disappointment and turned away.

Although I was already prepared to be rejected in my heart, I was still lost for no reason.

But Feng Shaojin's slender fingers pinched the chin, and the man leaned over, biting her soft earlobe with his sharp teeth, and sucked his scorching breath into her cochlea: "I'll think about it, if I feel better, , I promise you, how about it?"

Mo Lingwei's whole body was tense, and the hairs all over her body stood on end.

Nervously and warily guarding against Feng Shaojin, he remained motionless.

Her back was stiff, not daring to push him away.

The thin mouth spread from the earlobe to the corner of the lips. After the initial panic, Mo Lingwei calmed down quickly, and said softly, "Shaojin."

"Huh?" Feng Shaojin raised his eyes, and he was close at hand.

Mo Lingwei was about to speak when Xiu'er woke up at some point.

He got out of bed, stood barefoot on the ground, and looked at the two who were hugging each other.

When Mo Lingwei glanced at Xiu'er from the corner of her eye, she was taken aback, she couldn't care less about what to say, she pushed Feng Shaojin aside, stepped forward, hugged Xiu'er, put her on the bed, Holding his little feet with both hands: "It's so cold on the ground, those who need to wear shoes can't freeze."

Feng Shaojin was unprepared, and was pushed back by her. He simply leaned against the window, staring at the two people, one big and one small.

She is extremely patient and gentle with the child. If she gave him one-tenth of this patience and gentleness, he would not be so concerned about gains and losses.

After this thought flashed through his mind, Feng Shaojin frowned, raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, and smiled wryly: since when did he become so jealous of a child.

Mo Lingwei leaned forward, squatted slightly, put on Xiu'er's clothes, shoes and socks, and stuffed a dry handkerchief behind his back, "Is Xiu'er thirsty? After drinking water, aunt will take you to the backyard Are you playing well?"

Xiu'er remained silent, as if she didn't understand.