The Mysterious Mad Wife Burns the Heavens

"Stop." With Sheng Feng's order, Su Jin really didn't dare to move.

Su Jin listened to the two words that hit the ground, her feet froze, and she guessed in her heart: Could it be that she said too much and missed it?
Sheng Feng coughed lightly, walked in front of her, and said, "I don't mean to avoid your appearance, except here, you can come in and out of the Sheng family as you like."

Su Jin pretended to look around innocently, and knowingly asked, "Why can't I enter here?"

"There are too many important things here." Sheng Feng took the tea in her hand, "It's not that I don't want to drink what you brought, but I'm not thirsty, so put it here, I'll drink it later, you You can go out."

The corner of Su Jin's mouth twitched. If she just left, wouldn't the scene just now be for nothing?

Seeing her motionless, Sheng Feng said again: "Do you have anything else to say?"

Su Jin laughed and said, "I see the old man is writing, but I have actually learned a little."

Sheng Feng said: "I will ask someone to prepare a pen, ink, paper and inkstone for you."

"That's so troublesome, isn't there a ready-made one here?" Su Jin went straight to the desk.

Seeing that she was about to pick up his exclusive pen, Sheng Feng hurriedly scolded: "Don't touch it."

Su Jin knew what kind of quality the pen was. The Langhao in the late Ming Dynasty needed special care for every hair on it. If you were not careful, the whole pen would be ruined.

Now there are only two or three on the market, and the real ones are priceless, and they can be met but not sought.

Sheng Feng was afraid that this girl's hands and feet would damage his precious bump, so he said cautiously: "Put down the pen first, and I'll get someone to prepare it for you immediately."

Su Jin smiled. "I'll write it down, old man, please hold my eyes for me."

After finishing speaking, she made a big stroke with great momentum.

That's right, it's just a pestle, and the moment the whole pen touches the page, it forks directly.

"..." Sheng Feng didn't know what mood he was in now, if he really wanted to say it, it would be that he wanted to kill.

Su Jin said with some self-reproach: "Why did you split the hair? Did I use too much force? Then I'll change another one, and I'll write again. I'll be slower this time."

As soon as the words fell, she casually grabbed another one from the shelf.

Seeing the ancient brush she picked up, Sheng Feng almost didn't bring it up in one breath.

It has to be said that Su Jin really knows how to choose, every time he hits his heart, Sheng Feng almost trembled and said: "You'd better not move around, put the things back to their original places for me."

Su Jin blinked innocently, "Didn't the old man say that we are a family? I just want to write two words to practice my hand. Don't worry, I must be very careful this time."

"Don't move." Sheng Feng hadn't finished speaking when he saw the girl was stained with ink and then slid on the paper.

Su Jin knew that the pen hadn't been glued, so she definitely couldn't write, but she acted like she didn't know anything, and deliberately stroked the ancient pen more vigorously.

Sheng Feng's heart was in his throat, he hurriedly snatched the pen that Su Jin had scolded him so much that he didn't know if he could save it, and wiped away the ink in distress.

Obviously, hair splitting again.

Su Jin bit her lip, still in that ignorant and innocent look, "Should I not touch these things?"

"Get out." Sheng Feng almost squeezed the words out between his teeth.

Su Jin picked up the teacup on the table, but with a shake of her hand, the teacup fell on the desk with a bang, and the whole cup of tea was spilled on the inkstone.

Sheng Feng's face turned green now, it was because he had been looking for a good Duan inkstone for many years, the whole inkstone had to be scrapped if it was polluted, and the ink that was ground would lose its pure and unique ink fragrance .

Su Jin hurriedly wiped it, but accidentally stained the entire desk with ink.

Sheng Feng gritted his teeth and pointed at the gate, "Go out,"

"I really didn't mean it." Su Jin whispered.

Sheng Feng nodded, "Yes, you are not wrong, it is all my fault."

Su Jin said: "Old man, don't blame yourself. Although you really scared me when you yelled just now, I am a very broad-minded person, and I won't care about you."

Sheng Feng cast a sideways glance at her, she really dared to say and think anything.

Su Jin couldn't see that his eyes wanted to eat her alive, but she pretended to be ignorant and continued: "The old man said many times that we are a family. Since we are a family, how can I be angry with you? , I will not let anyone know that you yelled at me, and I will not let others think that you bullied me."

Sheng Feng tried his best to keep calm, and he said in a slow voice: "You can go out now."

"Then I'll bring you tea later. Look, this is the tea I brewed myself. It's such a pity that it was overturned. I worked so hard. I think the old man also felt my enthusiasm. I also I will be very happy to live here, and I will completely treat this place as my own home in the future.”

Seeing that she had finally gone out, Sheng Feng let out a long sigh from the bottom of his heart.

He looked at the messy study room, and thought about what the girl said just before leaving.

If she really treats this place as her own home unceremoniously.

Sheng Feng didn't dare to imagine what the solemn and solemn Sheng family would become.

"Jingle Bell……"

In the ward, there was a rapid ringing of the mobile phone.

Sheng Liting looked at the mobile phone placed on the bedside table, he frowned uncontrollably, he tried to reach it, but found that it was a little far away.

He looked around the house, but there was no one there but him.

Sheng Liting hesitated and began to try to move towards the bed. Little by little, he moved very carefully, seeing that he was about to get the phone.

The door was pushed open the next moment.

Seeing this scene, Su Linye was so frightened that he almost blurted out, "Little Fourth Master, be careful."

Sheng Liting subconsciously looked at the door, his center of gravity lost his balance, and his entire upper body fell uncontrollably towards the bed.

Su Linye took out the fastest sprint speed in his life, and protected Sheng Liting who fell down in his arms.

He looked at the man hanging by the hospital bed in horror, and said with lingering fear: "Little fourth master, what are you doing?"

Sheng Liting couldn't move, he couldn't feel anything below the waist, and it was very difficult for him to even sit up.

Su Linye supported him, "Slow down, if you fall under my nose, do you know how sad I will be? You are my life, more precious than mine."

"Mobile phone." Sheng Liting lay back on the bed again, pointing at the phone that was still making noise.

Su Linye saw that he was just taking the phone regardless of his own danger, and said kindly: "Is the big thing important to you?"

Outside the door, Pei Jiajia tightened her hand holding the fruit basket. She was shocked by Su Linye's sonorous accusation.

If this is not love, what is it?