"No." Mo Lingwei sighed, and briefly said about Mo Jinyu, "From that day on, Xiu'er stopped laughing and talking, and this child has become like this .
But he seems to like Ninja..."
Mo Lingwei carefully observed Xiu'er's every move, and found that his eyes had been staring at the fluctuating chicken feather shuttlecock, and his eyeballs were much more lively than before. He was afraid that the shuttlecock flying into the sky would fall to the ground, and he seemed a little anxious. The little face was tense and flushed.
After Shinobi kicked it, he grabbed the feather shuttlecock and spread his palms towards Xiu'er, "Young master, try it, first learn how to throw it into the sky, and then catch it with your feet..."
Shinobi patiently demonstrated several times, and Xiu'er learned how to kick step by step...
"Nenzhi grew up in the fireworks building, and he has learned these coaxing skills well. If you have free time, you can bring Xiu'er over to find Ningzhi to play with.
Shinobi is very fond of children, and he also likes children very much. "He Wenhao said again: "Out of the Wuyin Temple, walk two miles to the south, and you will arrive at my private courtyard. You are welcome to bring Xiu'er as a guest. "
"Okay." Mo Lingwei nodded repeatedly and agreed.
As long as it is beneficial to Xiu'er's recovery, Mo Lingwei is willing to give it a try.
He Wenhao was a little flattered, and asked cautiously: "Where do you live now, the world is in chaos now, will Young Marshal Feng be worried?"
This question was extremely tactful, fearing that it would arouse Mo Lingwei's sadness.
Even Feng Shaojin's overbearing was said to be concern and worry for Mo Lingwei.
Mo Lingwei told the truth: "I'm currently living in Wenjing Garden, and I'm going to move out in a few days. I don't know where I'm going to go. If there's a chance, I'll definitely bring Xiu'er over to find you... ..”
He Wenhao left the two of them to have a fast meal together in the temple, and when the sun set, he left the temple with Xiu'er in his arms, intending to send them back along the way.
The two walked out of the temple gate talking and laughing, and when they looked up, they saw Feng Shaojin leaning on the luxurious carriage, waiting for them.
Mo Lingwei didn't know how long Feng Shaojin had been here, nor why he didn't enter the temple.
Thinking of He Wenhao's help when she left Yuncheng, Mo Lingwei was afraid that Feng Shaojin would anger He Wenhao, so she became nervous for no reason, and the faint smile on her face disappeared instantly.
He Wenhao noticed the change in Mo Lingwei, raised his eyes to look at Feng Shaojin, and saw that the man's handsome and cold face was as cold as ever, without any change.
Feng Shaojin has already strode towards He Wenhao. He hugged Xiu'er from He Wenhao's arms with one hand, and held Mo Lingwei with the other hand, and said with a fake smile: "The business of the He family is so busy. , Second Young Master He is in the mood to come here to burn incense and worship Buddha, I really didn't expect it."
The words were full of guns and sticks, three points were ridicule, five points were unhappy, and the remaining two points were to give Mo Lingwei face, not to get angry in person.
He Wenhao's voice was calm, and he smiled softly: "A busy person like Young Marshal Feng can spare time to come to Wuyin Temple, let alone me?
The He family is missing me, and the business is running as usual, but the whole south without Marshal Feng, might have fallen long ago.
Marshal Feng, Miss Mo, farewell! "
He Wenhao cupped his hands at the two of them, and got into the carriage without looking back.
Walking around the corner, Renzhi lowered his voice and asked softly, "Master, why did you leave in a hurry without waiting for Miss Mo to greet you?
At any rate, we should formally invite Miss Mo and Young Master Xiu'er to the other courtyard. "
Shinobu knew a long time ago that the young master clearly likes Miss Mo...