The car was driving fast, and Mo Lingwei was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, the scenery outside the window seemed to have turned into illusory shadows, flashing past from the corner of her eyes.
Mo Lingwei tightened her cloak with her fingers, and turned to look at the man beside her.
The man's side face was as cold as ice, his starry eyes were full of coldness, and some bright red blood emerged, his thin lips were tightly pressed, his masseter muscles were tense, and a thin layer of anger radiated from his whole body.
Mo Lingwei became more and more uneasy.
Instead of guessing, it's better to ask clearly: "Feng Shaojin, where are you taking me?"
Feng Shaojin's thin lips moved slightly, "You'll know when we arrive."
The protruding Adam's apple rolled, and he stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick the corner of his lips. The carriage seemed a little stuffy.
Mo Lingwei turned her eyes to look forward, the road became more and more rugged, the sky became darker and darker, the mountain road became steeper and steeper, and the further forward, the more difficult it was to walk.
The air was getting more and more humid, and it seemed that it was going to rain.
The headlights came on, illuminating the bumpy road.
Mo Lingwei couldn't bear it anymore: "Feng Shaojin, why did you drive the car here?"
"I'll take you to the deep mountain." Feng Shaojin looked sideways at her: "You said that the best time between us was the time in Laoshan..."
Mo Lingwei: "..."
Mo Lingwei was stunned, "Feng Shaojin, what's the matter with you? Why do you go to that kind of place? Go back quickly, drive back quickly."
This place has no front, no village, no shop behind, if something happens, the consequences will be disastrous.
Blessings never come, but misfortunes never come singly.
A few pea-sized raindrops landed on the front windshield.
The car suddenly turned off and lay in the middle of the road, unable to move.
Mo Lingwei: "..."
She was about to open the car door and go down to see what was wrong with the car when the pouring rain hit the roof of the car.
Feng Shaojin quickly grabbed her, pulled her back, and quickly closed the car door.
The car lights went out, and the night fell, leaving only a little bit of twilight.
Mo Lingwei was hugged by Feng Shaojin and sat on her knees, her cloak was soaked by the rain the moment she opened the door.
Feng Shaojin untied her cloak, threw it on the co-pilot's seat, touched her shoulders and got wet, took off his coat and put it on her body.
The autumn rain was cold, Mo Lingwei sneezed, and Feng Shaojin hugged her body even tighter.
Through the thin clothes, the warmth from the man's body was continuously sent to her body, as if she was holding a heater, and she was soon warmed up a lot.
Mo Lingwei was a little annoyed, not because she and Feng Shaojin were blocked here, but because she was a little worried about Xiu'er.
Without her by her side, Xiu'er wondered if she would adapt to the care of outsiders.
There was the sound of pouring rain and deep intertwined breathing, and Mo Lingwei was like a docile cat, not daring to move.
Feng Shaojin broke the silence in the carriage, "Don't you have anything to confess to me?"
Mo Lingwei: "..."
Mo Lingwei just felt baffled: "Didn't I already tell you everything I need to say?"
"Really?" Feng Shaojin was annoyed.
"Feng Shaojin, I'm not good at guessing other people's thoughts. If you have anything to say, can you say it directly?"
"In your eyes, am I someone else?"
"Can you stop picking words with me?" Mo Lingwei suppressed her anger in her heart: "You are not someone else, and I can't guess what's in your heart.
What do you need me to confess to you? "
"You came out in every possible way, in the name of meeting Mu Qing, but in fact it was just to meet Gong Su, right?" Feng Shaojin stared at her eyebrows and almost gritted his teeth.