Mo Lingwei blushed: "How did you know that I would definitely marry you?"

"Since I have fallen in love with you, there will be no other men around me. If you don't marry me, who else can you marry?" Feng Shaojin smiled self-deprecatingly: "Although the process was a bit tortuous, fortunately, I finally got you Marry and go home.

Although it took eight years, if I don't marry you, I don't mind wasting the next eight years with you. "

Mo Lingwei twisted his ear: "Feng Shaojin, what if I fall in love with someone else?"

"No." Feng Shaojin turned his head and glanced at her: "Your temperament is too cold and alienated, unless the marriage is arranged by the elders, otherwise, you will not take the initiative to like others.

If I hadn't lived in your other courtyard for so many days, then stalked you, followed you to the old mountain, and rescued you from the mountain, you wouldn't have loved me Have a good impression.

If you are grateful to me, you will no longer reject me..."

He paused for a moment, and said somewhat disappointedly: "If it wasn't for good fortune to trick people, we wouldn't have taken so many detours."

The past is unbearable, and Mo Lingwei doesn't want to bring it up again.

Feng Shaojin stepped on the bluestone road on the ground, supporting her body with his arms: "If the road is too far in the future, I will carry you here every night, and I will carry you back to the bedroom after taking a shower."

Mo Lingwei rested her chin on his shoulder: "Shaojin, how did it feel to see me for the first time after you woke up?"

"There is an inexplicable sense of intimacy, as if you should belong to me. Every time I see you, my heart will be very peaceful and at ease. I don't remember the time in the past, I don't know what happened in the past, my heart It's all empty..." Feng Shaojin felt a little resentful: "If I had known it would be so difficult for you to forget what I said, I wouldn't have said those bastard words to entrap myself."

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mo Lingwei couldn't help but lie on his back and laughed, her body trembling as she laughed.

Feng Shaojin lifted him up, "It's here."

The entrance is a hole dug out of rocks, and only when you enter it, you will know that there is another cave. The transpiring white mist is like a fairyland, and the water in the pool is clear, flowing down from the source of the spring on the top, and flowing down the ditch to the lake outside.

The entire Fengjiabao is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and attached to two springs.

Mo Lingwei took off her shoes and outer shirt, wore a white jacket, stepped on the stone slab with her bare feet, supported Feng Shaojin, and walked carefully into the pool, "My brother and sister-in-law's Young Marshal's Mansion also has a hot spring pool. "

Feng Shaojin stood in the pool water, carried him to the stone slab and sat down, "Do you often go to soak?"

Mo Lingwei shook her head, loosened her long hair, and washed her face with water: "No, it's not very safe in the open air."

Feng Shaojin: "..."

Feng Shaojin took a cotton cloth and helped her comb and wash her black hair. He sat behind her and saw that the pool water soaked her white clothes, which were tightly attached to her body, and he could vaguely see her back. Traces of bruising.

Feng Shaojin's breathing became heavier suddenly, he threw the cotton cloth onto the stone wall, pushed aside her black hair, and bit her fair and slender neck.

Mo Lingwei was taken aback, and between pulling, the buttons at the neckline of the shirt were scattered, revealing a large area of ​​white skin on her shoulders: "This is... a hot spring pool."

"I know." Feng Shaojin couldn't help but push him against the stone wall: "I'll teach you how to swim, okay? After you learn it, bring Xiangyi and Siyu over..."