I heard you don't know Mary Sue? [Transmigration Book]

Feng Wulin flirted with Feng Mo to his death, but in the end he felt angry all over, and he couldn't tell Feng Mo directly that he suffered internal injuries, so he calmed him down and left to take a cold shower.

On the point of love affairs, he has always controlled it very well. There are many reasons for Yang Jin and Ouyang Han to talk to him before, and more because of Feng Mo's age and endurance.

No matter how much he likes him, he will not do too much before Feng Mo became an adult. This is because of his protection and respect for Feng Mo, and the treatment of his personality disorder has only gradually improved now. If it is because of this kind of thing But to beat the boy who finally became cheerful and cheerful back to his original form, that is really not worth the candle.This is also the reason why Feng Wulin has repeatedly suppressed his excessive desire to control. He will not use the captivity in the name of love unless he is really desperate.

Feng Mo is obviously more sensitive than he originally guessed, and he probably guessed a little bit of his own thoughts. Fortunately, even if Feng Mo knew, he didn't choose to leave or show excessive fear. Feng Wulin's emotions were caused by Feng Mo They calmed down with a good response, at least if there are no accidents in the short term, they will be able to maintain their current relationship.

Feng Mo, who was left to sleep, had a dazed look in his eyes, his face was still flushed, he lay on his side in a daze, holding the quilt that Feng Wulin had stuffed for him before, he paused for a while before getting up and sitting cross-legged Then, looking in the direction of the bathroom expressionlessly, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed, without wearing shoes, opened the room door and left Feng Wulin's bedroom.

When he went downstairs, he ran into the cleaning maid. A maid ran downstairs in a hurry when she saw that he was not wearing shoes, and hurriedly came over and asked, "Why doesn't Young Master Mo wear shoes? There is no carpet here, Feng I'll be worried if I know. Are you going out or?"

"Forgot." Feng Mo replied slowly, "I don't want to go out. Butler Yang...won't you come back today?"

"I'm back, but it's only 04:30 in the afternoon, and Mr. Housekeeper won't be back from get off work for half an hour. Mo Shao has something for us to do." The maid looked at him with a smile. She was very tall. He is much shorter than her, but he has a special appearance and temperament, standing in front of her like a child.

"It's nothing. I'm going to play in the living room." Feng Mo nodded to her, then turned and went to the living room.Almost everyone in the Feng residence regards him as a child, not only because he is indeed the youngest, but also because Feng Wulin takes care of him in every detail.Yang Jin gave a special word of advice, so the servants were very cautious when they came into contact with him.

After sitting down on the sofa, the bodyguard came over to help him turn on the TV. It was "Bear Infested" again. The bodyguard who was watching didn't realize that he wasn't actually watching at all.

When Feng Wulin rushed downstairs in a hurry, the servants who cleaned the living room were startled by him. After all, their Feng always kept a cold face almost all year round, completely due to their personality, but their faces were gloomy and violent like this. It's the first time I've seen it.

He quickly glanced around, frowned and asked, "Where did Master Mo go? You let him run around without his shoes on?"

The maid who had just talked with Feng Mo turned pale by his momentum, and reluctantly replied: "Mr. Feng, Mr. Mo is watching TV in the living room. The bodyguard has been following him since he saw him go downstairs." Rin turned around and strode towards the living room.

When the bodyguard saw him coming, he hurriedly said hello.Seeing Feng Moan quietly sitting on the sofa watching TV, Feng Wulin finally breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously, walked up to the boy and squatted down to look at his face, held his shoulders with both hands and gently squeezed, and asked in a low voice: : "Aren't you sleepy? Why did you run down without sleeping or wearing shoes? Can't sleep?"

Feng Mo blinked blankly, his eyes focused on the other person's face, he opened his mouth, but he didn't make a sound, then closed it again, just looked into Feng Wulin's eyes silently.

Feng Wulin immediately sensed that something was wrong with him, let go of the hand holding his shoulder, turned to touch his face, stroked his cheek with his thumb, and said softly: "Why don't you talk? happy?"

Feng Mo pursed his lips tightly and lowered his eyes. When he was expressionless, he always gave people a feeling of extreme indifference. Coupled with his overly delicate appearance and pale complexion, he looked even less real. The bodyguards on the side even had This kind of him is actually just an ingenious human body sculpture carved by an artist.

Feng Wulin didn't urge him, but repeatedly stroked his face with a soothing force.Feng Mo looked up at him for a long time, and asked in a hoarse voice: "What do you think of me?" He continued word by word: "Rin and I live together, what you lack is friends... or what else?"

He looked at Feng Wulin very seriously, his eyes focused, but he couldn't hide the sadness and disappointment no matter what.The bodyguard on the side backed away quietly as early as he was speaking, Feng Wulin frowned almost as soon as he heard his words, he fixedly looked into the other person's eyes, and only let go to caress the other person after Feng Mo finished speaking She stood up with her hands on her cheeks, put her hands in her pockets and looked down at the quiet boy.

"Amo." Feng Wulin said in a low voice, "Do you think I will be nice to just one person just to satisfy my desire? To be honest, I don't lack friends, let alone a lover. They can send people to me." He smiled lightly, but he didn't feel any joy, his deep blue eyes were full of depression and gloom, "After spending so much time with each other day and night, the conclusion you draw is that I treat you as a plaything?" Feng Wulin sneered, said nothing, turned and left the living room.

Feng Mo turned his head to look at his relentless back, blinked some red eyes, lowered his head and poked the pillow in his arms, and a very soft "Feng Wu Lin" was also submerged between his lips and teeth, no one knew.

It was past dinner time when Yang Jin returned to Feng's house, and Fu Yu just started his vacation today. He had already reported to the CEO in the morning that he wanted to accompany his lover to dinner after work, and Feng Wulin also agreed, but the daughter-in-law at home The servant didn't know about this, so he thought he would come back from work as usual, but seeing that he didn't come back, he left food for him and changed shifts with others.

When he walked into the living room, he didn't see Feng Mo. He was a little surprised, so he invited a servant to ask, "Where did Young Master Mo and the president go? Don't you usually watch TV here?"

Feng Mo usually watches TV for a while after eating, and Feng Wulin also accompany him, this has almost become a habit.

"Mr. Feng didn't have dinner tonight, he was upstairs all the time, Mo used a little less, and now he is playing in the back garden of the villa." The maid explained truthfully.

"Still there when it's dark? Is anyone following?" Yang Jin frowned.

"Yes, two bodyguards are following. Mo Shao only said to play on the swing for a while, and then go back to the room after playing."

"The president didn't care?" Yang Jin asked suspiciously, "Did something happen in the afternoon?"

"I don't know. I'm on an evening shift. Xiao Xu didn't say anything when I just handed over." The maid shook her head blankly.

"I'll go and have a look. You can do your work." Yang Jin dismissed everyone and went to the back garden.

The lights in the garden were all on, Yang Jin went straight to the depths of the garden where the swing was, and when he arrived, he saw Feng Mo sitting on the swing slowly swinging back and forth, he seemed to be distracted, with one hand hanging by his side, the other One loosely holds a vine on a swing.The two bodyguards behind him stood very close, their expressions nervous, obviously afraid that he would fall down if he was not careful.

When he got closer, Yang Jin coughed lightly and attracted the attention of the two bodyguards, and made a gesture, the two shook their heads in unison, and looked at Feng Mo one after another.

Yang Jin pinched the center of her brows, and sighed inwardly. It seemed that the president and Feng Mo were having a conflict. When the two were not arguing, they wished they could stick together 24 hours a day, and die when they had a conflict. Stubborn, a person who can't turn his mind around is easy to get entangled in a problem, and a person who is too controlling and too arrogant, once questioned, he will not be able to explain himself.

An old driver like Yang Jin couldn't see it more clearly.

"Feng Mo, why are you here alone?" In the end, Yang Jin still asked. His attitude towards Feng Mo was similar to that of Yan Yu and the others. Occasionally he would get into the wrong things uncontrollably, but at other times he was very sensible and able to correct his differences from ordinary people. None of them disliked him.

"Good evening, Assistant Yang." Feng Mo recovered and looked at the other party, and replied: "After dinner, come and play for a while."

"Look at what time it is." Yang Jin smiled, breaking the dull atmosphere, and teased deliberately: "Are you angry with the president again? Who started first this time?"

Feng Mo hesitated for a while, then lowered his head and replied, "I'm the one making trouble."

"Oh? This is the first time." Yang Jin showed a surprised expression on his face, "Shouldn't the CEO be happy? Who deliberately teased you every day to make you lose your temper?"

"I said the wrong thing," Feng Mo said slowly, "and then Rin got angry. Yang Jin, I'm Feng Wulin's... who is it?"

Yang Jin restrained the surprise on her face when she heard the words, Feng Mo's eyes were very serious, he wasn't joking, in fact he didn't know how to joke either.

After a pause, Yang Jin smiled and replied, "Family."

The swinging swing stopped instantly, Feng Mo turned his head in a daze, and repeated hesitantly: "Family... people?" His face was almost transparent by the garden lights, with black hair and eyes and an over-white complexion. Forming a strong contrast, he didn't look like a living person for a moment, even though he was very good-looking.

"When the president asked me to register for you, he said he wanted to have the same household registration book with him. Isn't this what family is?" Yang Jin smiled affirmatively, "Feng Mo, the president is like you, and has no other relatives. Although... ...You also know that his feelings for you are unusual and have nothing to do with family affection, but there is no doubt that you are the most important person in his heart. "

Feng Mo pursed her lips, lowered her head and touched the flowers on the swing.Standing next to him, Yang Jin couldn't see his expression clearly from the side, but because his complexion was too pale, he could see the red corners of his eyes.

"Yang Jin," Feng Mo said in a low voice, "Is there any way...to make Feng Wulin happy?"

"Huh?" Yang Jin was a little puzzled, and asked, "Do you want to reconcile with the president?" Jian Feng nodded sincerely, and the smile on his face widened, "It's not easy, you just say 'I'm sorry', The president will forgive you soon."

The two bodyguards on the side suddenly had complicated expressions on their faces, and quickly retracted them.The Mr. Feng in Yang's mouth must not be the same as Mr. Feng they saw.

"If... I ask him to play a game, will he accept it?" Feng Mo hesitated.

"Well," Yang Jin rubbed his chin, "You can try it out. Maybe the president just happens to be interested." What he didn't say directly is that the president is not "maybe" interested, but definitely will be good?Of course, in order to maintain the image of her own president in front of the bodyguards, Yang Jin changed the term.

"Okay, then I'll try it. Goodbye, Assistant Yang." Feng Mo nodded to Yang Jin, jumped off the swing and ran out of the garden. Seeing this, the two bodyguards hurried to catch up.

"I didn't expect Feng Mo to be quite powerful..." Yang Jin nodded approvingly, and Shi Shi ran back.

After doing one good deed every day, it's time for him to go home and find his lover.