Chapter 2444

Even Feng Shaojin himself could not have imagined that his desire to possess and control Mo Lingwei had reached this level.

He clearly didn't want to do this, and he was not such a person before, and he also knew that the more he did this, the further Mo Lingwei would be away from him.

Just like the sand in your hand, the tighter you hold it, the faster it will be lost.

He understands the truth, but just can't do it.

He only knew that if he let go of her hand, he would never see her again in his life.

Feng Shaojin sat on the edge of the bed, looked at the sleeping person, stroked her thin and pale face with his palm, and stroked her bloodless lips with his fingertips.

Mo Lingwei was always awake, but there was no movement at this moment.

Feng Shaojin didn't know if she refused to open her eyes to look at him on purpose, or if she really fell asleep so deeply.

He withdrew his hand, got up and sat at the end of the bed, lifted the quilt, poured the ointment into his palm, rubbed her bruised but still swollen ankle, and saw that her eyebrows frowned almost imperceptibly.

Feng Shaojin immediately asked: "Is it because your hand is too heavy, it hurts you?"

Mo Lingwei remained silent, her eyes were still closed, and her expression returned to indifference.

Feng Shaojin held her small and exquisite white jade feet, and said in a low voice, "Are you planning to treat me like this for the rest of your life?"

lifetime.

When Mo Lingwei heard these three words, she opened her eyes suddenly.

The eyes are clear, and the pupils are as clear as water.

"Feng Shaojin, I don't want to die." Mo Lingwei stared at the ceiling, her voice hoarse: "Please let me go."

Feng Shaojin: "..."

Feng Shaojin's hand paused, and he raised his eyes to look at her: "I won't let you die."

Mo Lingwei: "..."

This man has fallen into his own obsession and cannot reason.

She seemed to have given up completely and said nothing more.

The air was terrifyingly quiet, and the sound of breathing was clearly audible.

Voices from downstairs came faintly through the crack of the door.

Feng Shaojin's voice became softer and softer: "Ling Wei, this time, I will definitely not be like last time. Don't worry, I will give you an explanation."

Shovel the Mohists.

Send away the elders of the Feng family.

Whether it is public or private, he will have the final say in the entire Yuncheng from now on, and no one will dare to touch her again.

He had been planning for so long, waiting for this moment.

When her ankles became hot and numb, Feng Shaojin brought warm water over and washed her feet, "I'm a little busy recently, so I can't stay too long.

I'll come back to see you in a few days, so you can recuperate well.

If anything happens, send a guard to notify me, and I will definitely come. "

Mo Lingwei looked sideways out of the window, without any response.

Feng Shaojin glanced at the empty medicine bowl on the bedside table, and felt a little more at ease. He leaned over and pressed his thin lips on her forehead, "I'm leaving, take a good rest."

There was a slight sound of closing the door, and the man's footsteps quickly disappeared at the door.

Mo Lingwei touched the place where he kissed, and wiped it vigorously.

Feng Shaojin went to see Xiu'er in the room.

Pushing open the door of the study, Xiu'er was practicing calligraphy with a brush in her hand.

Hearing the sound, he looked up, threw the pen in his hand, and threw it into Feng Shaojin's arms.

"Xiu'er is good." Feng Shaojin hugged Xiu'er up, he sat on the wicker chair, and put Xiu'er on his own long legs: "Your aunt is not in good health, she suffered some injuries, In recent days, you may not be in a good mood, when you are free, go upstairs and talk to her more, okay?"

"Okay." Xiu'er nodded, and then asked, "Why doesn't uncle stay with aunt for a while?"

"Uncle is very busy." After a pause, Feng Shaojin lowered his eyes sadly: "Besides, your aunt doesn't want to see uncle, and uncle is afraid that if he stays here, it will annoy her even more."

Xiu'er suddenly lowered her head, and muttered in a low voice as if startled: "Uncle, Xiu'er is so scared."