Mo Lingwei wondered: "It's fine, how can you send the two children away? Isn't it good to be in the mansion?"
"Siyu and Xiangyi have stayed with us for too long, and Master Chi is not at ease. Your sister-in-law thinks it would be better for the two children to live in his Lan Kwai Fong for a while."
Feng Shaojin unbuttoned his clothes, lifted the quilt, and lay down beside Mo Lingwei: "After I took you shopping, I also went to Lan Kwai Fong to have a look. When I came back, I asked the housekeeper about it. Yebai has spent so much time trying to become a daughter for this treasure, and has built many places for children to play, Siyu and Xiangyi like to go there very much."
Mo Lingwei was thoughtful: "Sister-in-law thinks highly of the two children, if Xiangyi and Siyu are not taken care of well, it is absolutely impossible to hand Siyu over to Master Chi."
Feng Shaojin blew out the candle, opened a pair of bright eyes, looked at the dark bedroom, and made irregular fingers: "Ling Wei, do you remember when I first came to this bedroom? "
Mo Lingwei: "..."
Mo Lingwei was a little ashamed, but this guy had the nerve to bring it up. If it wasn't for a coincidence that Xi Zuo lived in the mansion, and his brother deliberately relaxed his guard, maybe this guy would have died several times.
Mo Lingwei slapped his troublesome fingers away, turned over, and didn't want to talk to him.
Feng Shaojin stuck it on like a dog's skin plaster, his body sticking to her back, and he smiled sullenly: "I remember that it was also the twelfth lunar month, and the north wind was howling.
The winter nights in the north drip into ice, which is much colder than Yuncheng in the south.
I avoided the guards on the outer and inner walls and climbed over the wall. If it weren't for the rustling of bamboo forests in front of and behind your house in your courtyard, maybe I would have been discovered and shot to death by random arrows. "
Mo Lingwei lowered her voice: "It's better to shoot to death, and there will be no other things after that."
"Are you really willing to let me die?" Feng Shaojin pinched her waist with his fingers: "I'm dead, who do you want to marry?"
"It doesn't have to be married, it's fine to live alone." Mo Lingwei said, "Didn't you listen to my brother and sister-in-law? If things don't go well with you, come back here, they can afford me."
"I can afford you too." Feng Shaojin buried her head in her thick black hair: "I raise you, it must be different from them raising you, it's better to be with me.
I don't dare to make you unhappy, even if I aggrieve myself to death, I don't dare to make you unhappy in the slightest. "
Mo Lingwei turned around in his arms: "When did I wrong you so much?"
Feng Shaojin leaned close to her ear and said something, and Mo Lingwei raised his fist and hit his chest several times in a row, "You are really... really... shameless No skin."
Her cheeks and ear tips burned quickly in the darkness. If you look at it with a candle, it looks like rouge has been burned, and it is red.
Feng Shaojin held her fist and smiled more heartily. He hugged her in his arms, and his tone was full of reminiscence and happiness: "At first I came in through the window to look for you, for fear that you would drive me out. You didn't drive me away, so I know you actually have me in your heart."
"I just don't want to kill people. If you think too much, I hated you to death."
"It's better to hate me than to ignore me." Feng Shaojin stroked her back repeatedly: "I thought I still had a chance, but I didn't expect that when I sneak over next time, I'll be lying on this bed The person in charge was replaced by your sister-in-law...
If I hadn't been able to hide quickly, I would have almost become your sister-in-law's dead soul! "