Chapter 2425

Mo Lingwei gave him a blank look: "Didn't you arrange it?"

Feng Shaojin looked at the expression on her face, smiled lowly, and asked tentatively, "Is he still alive?"

"My life is saved." Mo Lingwei lowered her eyes: "A calf was amputated."

"And then?" Feng Shaojin took out a switchblade from his pocket and handed it to Xiu'er to play with, "What are your plans?"

Mo Lingwei said angrily: "What plans can I have, don't you have the final say?"

Feng Shaojin raised his eyes, seeing her somewhat distraught, said meaningfully: "Not necessarily, there are some things between us that are all based on you.

In front of you, I dare not be unscrupulous. "

There was a rare ruffian in his tone, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

Mo Lingwei didn't want to talk to him, so she simply opened the curtain and cast her gaze outside the carriage.

Feng Shaojin lowered his eyes and asked Xiu'er: "Do you like it?"

"I like it." Xiu'er held the switchblade in her hand, wrapped her arms around Feng Shaojin's neck, put her mouth close to his ear, and asked in a low voice, "Can I play with the gun my uncle gave me last time?"

Feng Shaojin's already handsome eyebrows and eyes were stained with a twinkly smile, he wrapped Xiu'er in his arms, and said in a troubled manner: "Gun, I need your aunt's permission, your aunt is afraid that you will hurt me." If aunt does not agree with you to play, uncle will not dare to teach you how to play."

Xiu'er: "Are you afraid of my aunt?"

"Of course I'm afraid." Feng Shaojin pressed his forehead against Xiu'er's, "What if your aunt is angry with me and refuses to talk to me?"

"But my aunt is so gentle and rarely gets angry." Xiu'er protected Mo Lingwei: "If aunt gets angry, it must be something wrong with you."

"Yeah." The smile on the corner of Feng Shaojin's lips spread, "So, Xiu'er doesn't want to play with guns?"

Xiu'er: "..., I want to play."

Xiu'er stared at Mo Lingwei with pitiful eyes.

With the addition of Feng Shaojin, the carriage became much smaller.

It was impossible for Mo Lingwei to pretend that she could not hear the conversation between the two of them, so she had to look away and look at Feng Shaojin: "Xiu'er is still young, what if I hurt my arm..."

"I ordered someone to order protective gloves and eye and ear protection equipment, so that the child will not be hurt." Feng Shaojin quickly promised: "If it hurts, I will let you handle it."

Mo Lingwei listened to the rascal's words, and her tone was a bit unhappy: "It's always been your decision, what can I do with you?"

Feng Shaojin's dark eyes gleamed faintly, and his tone was a little more sad: "If it's true that I have the final say on everything, every time we are together, you will become my person every night, why don't you?" As for the endless waiting?"

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mo Lingwei panicked for a moment, and seeing that Xiu'er was only playing with the switchblade in her hand without any abnormality, she knew that the child was too young to understand the true meaning of Feng Shaojin's words.

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that Feng Shaojin would say even more shameless words in front of Xiu'er, she blushed and said, "If you really want to teach Xiu'er how to play with a gun, I won't stop you, but if you hurt the child's hand again like last time, I will definitely not spare you lightly."

Feng Shaojin touched Xiu'er's face: "Listen, your aunt is very cruel to me."

Xiu'er didn't care about him, and looked at Mo Lingwei excitedly: "Auntie, do you agree with me playing with guns? I will take good care of myself, don't worry about me."

Mo Lingwei nodded lightly: "You can't hurt your hands. If a child hurts his hands, what should he do if his fingers are not flexible when he grows up? It's enough to play with two sticks of incense every day, and you can't play for too long."

Xiu'er nodded sensiblely...