Mo Lingwei suppressed the panic in her heart, and lowered her eyes: "Xiu'er has just recovered a little bit of consciousness, and she is still a little strange to you.

Don't argue with him, okay? "

"Don't fuss with children~~" Feng Shaojin dragged out his voice, chuckled, and raised Mo Lingwei's delicate chin with his slender fingers, forcing her to look directly into her eyes, and said slowly: "It's not impossible, it's just..."

"Just what?" Mo Lingwei tightened the handkerchief in her hand, and her breathing became lighter.

"It's just that you should help me establish a good impression in front of him?" Feng Shaojin said meaningfully: "He seems to be extremely protective of you as an aunt, and it may be because of this that he rejects me so much... ..outsider?

The so-called love house and crow..."

Mo Lingwei: "..."

A faint smile overflowed from the corners of Feng Shaojin's brows and eyes: "If he can treat me as his uncle, I will definitely treat him like my own..."

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mo Lingwei pursed her lips, Feng Shaojin's thoughts were clearly revealed, so why did she not understand.

If Xiu'er continues to be hostile to Feng Shaojin, what if Feng Shaojin loses patience one day?

It's just a title, Xiu'er's safety is the most important thing.

One more person who loves Xiu'er is better than one more enemy.

Mo Lingwei nodded: "I see."

"It's good to know." Feng Shaojin's voice became deeper and deeper: "Is your body still in pain? Are those injuries caused by falling or bumping against stones?"

Autumn and winter are cold and the nights are dark and windy.

In the back mountain of the Wuyin Temple, she carried Xiu'er on her back, and was dragged by Mo Jinlan and He Wenhao to escape, scrambling all the way, extremely embarrassed.

If he can't carry Xiu'er anymore, he will tie Xiu'er in his arms and continue running...

Whether it was He Wenhao or Mo Jinlan, who wanted to hold Xiu'er for her, she firmly and resolutely refused.

Having been betrayed and it was about Xiu'er, Mo Lingwei could no longer trust anyone.

As long as she is alive, she will absolutely not let Xiu'er fall into anyone's hands.

Mo Lingwei said softly: "Some injuries were caused by knocking and some injuries were caused by falling, and a few times, the soles of the feet were too slippery, and I accidentally rolled down the mountain and hit the rocks..."

Feng Shaojin couldn't help but feel pain in his heart.

The woman he put on the tip of his heart unexpectedly encountered such a great ordeal.

Feng Shaojin took off her cotton shoes, and rubbed the soles of her feet with her fingertips: "The soles of my feet are covered with blood blisters, I don't walk much these days."

After a pause, he said again: "I will stay with you here for a few days."

The soles of the feet were pressed by his fingertips, and it was a little itchy. Mo Lingwei retracted her feet and wanted to put on her shoes: "If you are too busy, you don't need to take time to stay here, just go and do your own business."

Feng Shaojin: "..."

Feng Shaojin suppressed the anger rising from the bottom of his heart, and asked, "Don't you want to know how Gong Su and He Wenhao are?"

Mo Lingwei: "..."

She really didn't want to know how Gong Su was doing, if it wasn't for Gong Su bringing people here with great fanfare, it would be impossible to attract so many people from the Qinglong Gang.

As for He Wenhao, she originally wanted to ask, but she was afraid that Feng Shaojin would misunderstand her relationship with He Wenhao and cause He Wenhao trouble.

But Gong Su was called by Mo Jinlan anyway, so Mo Lingwei could only ask, "How is Gong Su? Who is taking care of him?"

"I can't die." Feng Shaojin raised his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't expect that the person Mo Lingwei cared about first was not He Wenhao.

He stared at Mo Lingwei's eyebrows for a moment: "I heard that he kept calling your name in his sleep.

Do you want to go and see him? Anyway, he also ended up like this to protect you and Xiu'er. "