Chapter 2650

Mo Lingwei loosened her fingers in shock, and the teacup in her palm fell. Feng Shaojin quickly stretched out his other hand to hold the cup firmly, but the scalding tea was spilled all over his hand.

The long and slender fingers turned red in an instant, and the skin that was white and tender to the point of reflection quickly turned red, and even shed its skin, looking a bit oozing...

Seeing this, the fourth aunt was so frightened that she quickly sat up from the chair, hurriedly wiped Feng Shaojin's fingers with a handkerchief, and said to Ling Wei, "Hurry up and get the ointment, hurry up! Look at you, why are you so careless?" , always messy in doing things, Young Master Feng's skin is too delicate, look how it's been scalded.

Please don't take offense to Young Master Feng, our family Ling Wei didn't do it on purpose, this child is spoiled, and has never done this kind of rough work, that is, when Young Master Feng came, he only served tea with his own hands.

If you want to blame, blame me, because I didn't think carefully. "

Hu Suya blamed Mo Lingwei in her mouth, but every word and every sentence was clearly an excuse for Mo Lingwei.

Mo Lingwei was ashamed and angry, if it wasn't for Feng Shaojin's fingers covering the back of her hand, she wouldn't be so flustered.

On the other hand, Feng Shaojin, as if nothing had happened, still had a faint smile on his face, and his tone was somewhat apologetic: "It's none of Miss Mo's business, I was reckless, when I was picking up the teacup, I accidentally touched Miss Mo's finger, I'm sorry."

Mo Lingwei: "..."

People admit it so frankly, and it is careless, it seems that they can't continue to blame.

Mo Lingwei turned around to get the ointment, and when she came to Feng Shaojin again, she found that his clothes were also stained with a lot of tea, whether it was splashed or accidentally splashed.

The fourth aunt stared at the expensive clothes, worried for a while, and said: "The tea stains are stained on the clothes, if you don't wash them off as soon as possible, they won't wash off.

Why don't you, Young Master Feng, take off this clothes, I'll wash it for you and dry it, and you can change into the brand new clothes of our guards for now, how about that? "

From the beginning, he thought that Feng Shaojin, who always loves cleanliness and has a slight obsession with cleanliness, would object, but he didn't expect that the young master seemed to have changed his temper, and agreed with a light smile: "Then there will be Miss Lao Mo."

Mo Lingwei: "..."

What does it matter to her? It's not her who washes.

Feng Shaojin said again: "Please trouble Ms. Mo to find a shirt for me. I'll change this clothes. It seems that I've been burned too."

Mo Lingwei: "..."

When the fourth aunt heard it, she immediately understood: "Ling Wei, quickly take Master Feng to the guest room and change into this clothes. I think the tea stains are as big as a palm, and I'm afraid he may be burned. You can apply ointment for him."

Mo Lingwei had no choice but to push Feng Shaojin to the guest room.

The fourth aunt took out the outer shirt that Feng Shaojin had taken off, washed it with her own hands, and dried it over a charcoal fire.

When Mo Lingwei pushed open the half-closed door and broke in with the ointment, Feng Shaojin happened to take off the snow-white shirt inside, revealing a back as clean as jade.

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mo Lingwei stared at Feng Shaojin's white and flawless skin, and a picture flashed in his mind like lightning: the man was lying on the simple bed, injured, and she tore off his shirt, revealing his strong body. Vigorous pectoral muscles, densely packed with new and old scars on the chest, knife wounds, gunshot wounds, criss-crossing, looking extremely hideous...

Hearing the movement, Feng Shaojin turned around, and saw Mo Lingwei staring at his back, eyes full of confusion and involuntary distress...

She looked at him, but seemed to see another person through him...