Chapter 2485

In the dark night, I could hear the cold wind whistling outside the window in late autumn. It was very warm in the bedding, and the person beside me was like a stove, saying their vows to her affectionately and restrainedly.

If the two love each other, this kind of scene must be warm and beautiful.

pity......

Mo Lingwei was silent again.

It seems that once it comes to emotional matters, she immediately erects the thorns all over her body, becoming rational and indifferent.

She doesn't believe him anymore, and she doesn't want to believe him anymore.

Feng Shaojin quietly waited for her reaction.

The second is suffering like a year.

After a long while, a slight sigh was heard.

The tense string in Feng Shaojin's heart broke suddenly, he hugged her tightly, and pressed his thin lips against hers.

He kissed her hard, with all his strength.

The arms around her waist turned into iron chains, wishing to strangle her slender waist.

Mo Lingwei didn't respond at all.

Forced to endure, eyes closed, even the sound of breathing is even and quiet.

From the moment he snatched her back from Chu Yunyao's hands, she seemed to have become like this, indifferent to everything except meticulously treating the wounded.

In the past, I was a little afraid of him doing whatever he wanted, but now I seem to be indifferent.

Feng Shaojin seemed to have punched the cotton with a punch.

He stopped his movements, groping to put together the clothes that had been torn apart by his rough movements little by little.

Cheek against her cheek, head buried in the hollow of her neck.

All the desolation and sorrow suppressed in my heart came out in an instant.

Feng Shaojin's voice was hoarse, and his thin lips pressed against the pulse on her neck, feeling the speed of her heartbeat.

"Ling Wei, can we never go back again?" Feng Shaojin took a deep breath: "Can you take the initiative to talk to me?"

A scalding liquid dripped onto the cold skin of her neck like sparks, and slid down silently onto the pillow.

Mo Lingwei froze.

She didn't know what to do.

Perhaps it was because Mrs. Feng's death hit him too hard.

Or maybe it's because of the current turmoil that he has found an outlet for his emotions that have been sealed up all along.

She thought for a while, put her arms around the man's thin waist, and hugged him.

After a pause, he patted him on the back again, "Don't think too much, go to sleep, tomorrow or the accident may come first."

Mo Lingwei just said it casually, now that the war is raging, and there are heavy casualties every day, no one knows how long they can live.

Maybe it will be fine tonight, but tomorrow, we won’t be able to see the sun the day after tomorrow.

It's just that she didn't expect her unintentional last words to be heard by Feng Shaojin.

The man seemed to be healed instantly.

Feng Shaojin rubbed the tip of his nose against her face, sniffed again, hugged her as if hugging a pillow, closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep.

He was just too tired, too busy to close his eyes for several days in a row.

Spinning like a spinning top, taking care of the funeral affairs of the military governor's mansion, listening to the news from the camp, reviewing the emergency internal affairs, maintaining the safety of the people of Yuncheng, and taking care of the captured He family guards and Dongyang Esaku asked about the cooperation plan between the He family and the Dongyang people.

One pile after another is an imminent matter.

Hearing the sound of even breathing and the occasional slight snoring, Mo Lingwei felt mixed emotions in her heart.

His arm was very heavy, pressing on her arm, Mo Lingwei pushed him hard, turned over with great difficulty, and the person who clearly fell asleep leaned forward again, hugging her in his arms again, as if afraid She seemed to have disappeared, with her cheek pressed against the back of her head, and she said vaguely: "Weiwei, don't go!"