Feng Shaojin couldn't help getting closer, and cupped Mo Lingwei's small face with both hands, "Ling Wei, I..."

He wanted to tell her all the truth, but he didn't even have the impression of these truths, so how could he convince her that the person in her heart was him?

Mo Lingwei was stunned, and a picture flashed in her mind: During the pouring rain, the man parked the car on the side of the road, leaned over, held her face, and kissed her gently.

Outside the window, thunder and lightning, violent wind and rain, the man inside the car is whispering softly, tenderly.

Mo Lingwei closed her eyes, wanting to continue the memory, wanting to know what happened in the past, wanting to see clearly who the vague man in the memory is.

Feng Shaojin's lips couldn't help but land on the corner of Mo Lingwei's lips.

He was like a hungry wolf, with delicious food right in front of his eyes. He originally thought that Mo Lingwei would push him away, but found that Mo Lingwei just opened his eyes and looked at him coldly: "Young Master Feng, don't look for me again Alright."

Feng Shaojin: "..."

"Everyone who came here today thought I was your female companion, your girlfriend, and your goal has been achieved." Mo Lingwei turned her face away: "How did you promise? Could it be that in Master Feng's heart, my friend So no boundaries?

Or am I always such a casual girl in Young Master Feng's heart? Can you get close at will?

Or, Young Master Feng just wants to play with me? "

Feng Shaojin: "..."

Feng Shaojin hurriedly let go of his hand: "I didn't think so, I..."

I just want to love you, the way I have loved you since the first day I met.

Mo Lingwei looked out of the window at the gradually thinning rain: "Master Feng, please take me back."

Feng Shaojin had no choice but to start the car, but the car that was stuck in the pothole and stalled did not expect to start soon.

Mo Lingwei stared at him deeply again.

Feng Shaojin saw ridicule and distrust in that look.

The silence in the carriage was embarrassing, no matter what Feng Shaojin explained, Mo Lingwei responded with silence.

When she arrived at the entrance of the other courtyard, before Feng Shaojin could park the car, she pushed open the door and got out of the car. Feng Shaojin twisted her into a riding outfit and long whip hat, and chased after her: "Ling Wei, you forgot your things. Take it."

"Throw it away." Mo Lingwei entered the courtyard without looking back: "Anyway, I won't need it in the future, and it's impossible for me to appear on such occasions again."

The courtyard door slammed shut with a "bang", blocking him out.

Feng Shaojin looked at the back figure that quickly disappeared from sight through the iron gate, feeling that everything was messed up by his own impulsiveness.

He twisted her clothes back into the car, sat in the car for a while, and had no choice but to go back to Fengjiabao.

Mo Lingwei went back to the bedroom, stood behind the curtain upstairs, looked at the leaving car, raised her hand to wipe the corners of her lips, her eyes darkened.

The fourth aunt chased her to the bedroom, and wiped her wet black hair with a dry cotton cloth, "It's still raining lightly outside, why don't you invite Master Feng to come in and sit down?

Hurry up and take a hot bath, and then change into dry clothes, lest you catch a cold. "

She carefully looked at Mo Lingwei's expression, and asked: "What's wrong? Did you quarrel with Master Feng? Where's your riding suit and hat, which were carefully made by someone, left on the car?"

"Auntie." Mo Lingwei took a deep breath, raised her hand to unbutton the cheongsam, and said in a cold voice, "Don't let me associate with Young Master Feng from now on."

Fourth Aunt: "..."

He went out happily, why did he come back like this?

What happened?