Chapter 2661

This scene was imprinted in Feng Shaojin's eyes, the small, wet, slippery red tip of his tongue swept across her lips, but it seemed like a feather brushed against the tip of his heart, his heart couldn't stop itching When I woke up, my mouth felt dry...

The ups and downs in the dream resurfaced in Feng Shaojin's mind again, the masseter muscles on the side of his face were tense, and the other hand on his knee was tightly clenched into a fist, only then could he restrain the urge to move in his heart, his complexion He looked at her calmly.

Mo Lingwei took small bites of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, her pretty eyes bent like crescent moons, it seemed that this little bit of food made her extremely satisfied.

Watching her eat was actually so pleasing to the eye.

At this time, Feng Shaojin had completely ignored the extra person Hu Suya at the dining table, and only had Mo Lingwei in his eyes.

She seems to prefer southern food, and all she chooses are dim sum from Yuncheng. She chews and swallows slowly, and when holding the food with chopsticks, she stretches her neck forward slightly, and her already small jaw looks more delicate and elegant. It was as if she was born with it, engraved into her bones.

Feng Shaojin stared at her, his Adam's apple rolled.

Mo Lingwei put a small cup of sweet bean curd in front of Feng Shaojin: "This is delicious."

Feng Shaojin picked up the silver spoon, took a sip, and nodded in agreement: "It's really good, if you like it, I'll send you two cups every day from now on..."

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mo Lingwei waved her hands again and again: "No need, I'm used to it."

Feng Shaojin fell silent, lowered his eyes, and silently ate the bean curd that Mo Lingwei handed her.

In this world, if you don’t have to work hard for your livelihood, the greatest enjoyment is nothing more than eating, drinking and having fun. You can share life and death with someone until you grow old. You can eat, drink, and play in one place, and have common topics. There is still endless nonsense to talk about together, even if we are silent, we can have that kind of natural tacit understanding, which is the greatest blessing in this life.

Feng Shaojin thought that the woman in front of him might help him fulfill this wish.

The fourth aunt has never been to Yuncheng in the south, and she prefers the taste of the north. Seeing that Mo Lingwei eats the dim sum specially selected in Yuncheng, she feels a little sour for no reason.

Even if the memory is gone, the past has long become a habit, engraved in the bones, in the inadvertent words and deeds, in the neglected daily life.

I don't know if the child who stayed in the Marshal's Mansion also likes to drink sweet bean curd like her mother.

The fourth aunt squinted at the man at the dining table who was staring at Mo Lingwei, and sighed secretly in her heart. Most men are fickle and selfish.

If one day, everything in the past is unintentionally exposed, I don't know if Young Master Feng can accept Ling Wei who gave birth to a child.

Even if you can accept Ling Wei, you may not be able to accept Ling Wei's own child.

Miss Xiang Yi is really a poor child!

Fortunately, Xiyang Country is far away, and there are no acquaintances here, so you can hide it for as long as you can, maybe Master Feng will never know about Missy's past for the rest of her life.

After breakfast, Feng Shaojin put the records he brought into the phonograph.

The melodious classical music flowed out slowly like a clear spring, Feng Shaojin sat in a wheelchair, looked at Mo Lingwei who was wearing a plain cheongsam without makeup, and said in a low and joyful voice, "Do you remember what I taught you last time? "

Mo Lingwei thought for a while, then shook her head, "I don't seem to remember."

She didn't think about it at all.

Feng Shaojin smiled, his already good-looking face became more and more handsome, he stretched out his hand towards Mo Lingwei, and said in a good-tempered manner: "It's okay, I'll teach you again."