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

Feng Mo ran into the villa in his slippers, followed closely by two bodyguards, frightened.

In fact, his running speed is not fast, and it is easy for the bodyguards to catch up with him, but as early as the first day he was brought back to Feng's house by Feng Wulin, Yang Jin knew about Feng Mo's poor sense of balance, Later, in order to prevent accidents, Yang Jin specially told all the servants and bodyguards during the meeting, asking them to pay attention to his problem. After all, Feng Mo suffered from heart disease, so it is not sure whether it will be better now. If Accidentally fell, it's really hard to say if his body can bear it.

The back garden is not far from the main villa. Feng Mo quickly entered the door. When running the stairs, he didn't know whether he was too anxious to look at the road or was tired from running. He didn't lift his feet high enough to reach the upper step. He tripped and almost knocked his face down on the stairs. Fortunately, the bodyguard next to him responded quickly and reached out to grab him in time, otherwise it would be strange if he fell straight down and didn't hit his forehead.

Being supported by the armpit to stand firmly, Feng Mo was still a little dazed, he pursed his lips in embarrassment, turned to the left and said seriously: "Thank you, Gu Yue." Then looked to the right and said: "Thank you, Gu Xi."

The two bodyguards laughed at the same time when they heard this. They are twins. Usually, except for Feng who can always tell the difference between them, no one else can figure out who they are, even when their immediate boss Ye Zhi is looking for them. Also often at a loss, it is a surprise that Feng Mo can recognize the two brothers.

It's just that the two of them didn't say much when they were happy. Almost everyone remembered that Feng Wulin didn't let Feng Mo communicate too much with the servants at home, so he reminded Feng Mo: "Young Master Mo, be careful. , Stairs are not as good as flat ground, they are easy to fall."

Feng Mo nodded, turned his head and continued to run up, but at a slower speed this time.

After finally reaching Feng Wulin's bedroom, Feng Mo stopped in his tracks. He turned around and looked at the bodyguard behind him, and asked, "Is Feng Wulin in here? Did you mean the study or the bedroom just now?"

"Master Mo, the maid is talking about the study room." Both of them answered in unison.

Feng Mo walked towards the study again, and when he reached the door, he reached out to knock on the door, waited for 2 minutes, but there was no movement.

He blinked suspiciously, knocked three more times, and waited while pinching the hem of his hoodie with one hand. He stood there for more than ten minutes, but there was still silence.He went to turn the doorknob again, but he didn't turn it. Usually, there is basically no room in Fengzhai that he can't get into.

Seeing this situation, the two bodyguards asked him in a low voice, "Mr. Mo, do you want to make an internal call to Mr. Feng?"

Feng Mo shook his head, and said softly: "You two... go downstairs to rest, don't follow me, I will wait for a while."

The bodyguard behind him looked at each other, seeing that Feng Mo was only looking at the door, he said again: "Then let's go downstairs first, if Mo Shao has anything to do, call us." After speaking, they both left.

Feng Mo looked at the doorknob and continued to knock on the door.He knocked on the door three times, without making a fuss. After ten minutes, he knocked again. This time the door finally opened with a click, and he froze for a moment.

Feng Wulin was still wearing a black shirt, the sleeves were rolled up halfway, exposing his muscular forearms, he stood at the door with his hands in his pockets and looked down at Feng Mo, his expression on his face was cold without any fluctuation.

The two of them faced each other in a silent stalemate for 10 minutes. Feng Mo raised his head and looked at each other, his face slowly flushed. He seemed to be a little nervous. He simply lowered his head to cover up his red face. His voice was heard in the quiet corridor. Hoarse and soft voice: "Feng Wulin, do you want...to play games with me? My favorite game, do you want to play together?"

However, Feng Wulin on the opposite side just stared at his black hair with a cold face, and after a moment of silence, he said: "I have documents to read today, so I won't go. I will sleep in the study tonight, you go back to sleep by yourself first."

Hearing his answer, Feng Mo raised his head to look into his eyes, his eyes met each other, the usual dark blue eyes that always had a smile were silent today, the other's thin lips were lightly pursed, and the taut facial lines made him see He looks handsome and arrogant, as if he can remain indifferent to anything that happens.

Feng Mo knew that Feng Wulin's original character was like this, and he also behaved like this when facing other people.He was a little nervous being stared at, and subconsciously wanted to touch the longevity lock on his feet, but because he couldn't squat down so abruptly while standing, he had no choice but to give up. Seeing Feng Wulin's indifferent look, he lowered his head and nodded slowly Nodding, said softly: "Okay."

Then he turned around and walked towards the stairs, but he stopped after taking two steps, and looked back at Feng Wulin, who had a cold expression.

After taking another two steps and stopping, he couldn't help turning around, Feng Wulin was still the same.

Feng Mo stood on the spot and hesitated for a while before hesitating: "Feng Wulin, can I go to the study to read?"

"There are all the bedrooms you want to see, you don't need to use the study." Feng Wulin replied.

Feng Mo paused for a moment, then nodded slowly in response: "Okay." After speaking, he turned and walked downstairs instead of going to the bedroom. This time, he didn't look back and walked down the stairs step by step.

Feng Wulin frowned, stared at the empty corridor with an ugly expression for a while, then entered the room and closed the door.He pressed the internal number, and the person who answered was one of the maids on duty at night.

"Where's Yang Jin?" Feng Wulin asked coldly.

The maid was a little apprehensive when she heard his voice, and quickly replied: "Back to Mr. Feng, Steward Yang has just returned home from get off work."

"Understood, Mo Shao just went downstairs, you should pay more attention to him, don't let him touch you." Feng Wulin simply explained a few words and hung up the phone directly.

The maid was still a little dazed while holding the phone, she caught a glimpse of Feng Mo coming down from the corner of her eyes, and hurriedly put down the landline to go to the boy.

Half an hour later, there was another regular knock on the study door, Feng Wulin stood up and opened the door, and saw Feng Mo standing at the door holding a dinner plate, inside was a bowl of tomato egg noodles and a pair of chopsticks, the boy looked Looking at him, he said, "Rin didn't eat at night, this is made by the maid, here it is for you."

Feng Wulin looked at the expectant eyes of the other party, held out his hand to take it after being silent for a while, thanked him and closed the door.

However, the first thing after closing the door was not to eat noodles, but to make another internal call.

It was still the same maid who answered the phone, Feng Wulin's voice this time was even colder than last time, "I let you watch Mo Shao to let you play with him, not to let him serve the dishes, and Feng Zhai even helped to serve the dishes." No one on the plate?"

When the maid heard that his tone was obviously extremely dissatisfied, she hurriedly explained in a panic: "Mr. Feng, Shao Mo made that bowl of noodles himself. He said you didn't have dinner tonight, so he made one for you himself, but he doesn't seem to have many. I don’t dare to make too complicated ones because I accidentally cut my fingers when cutting tomatoes, so I made the simplest tomato egg noodles.”

Feng Wulin was stunned, he held the phone for a long time and didn't speak again, he stared at the steaming noodles for a while, and then hung up the intercom call.

Then he didn't sit down to eat noodles, but got up and went to open the door.Sure enough, Feng Mo, who was supposed to leave, was standing by the door with his head lowered, leaning his back against the wall, as if in a daze, looking from the side, his face was still pale and expressionless.Hearing the sound of opening the door, he hurriedly looked up, his dim eyes suddenly became dark and bright, looking at him expectantly.

Feng Wulin's Adam's apple twitched, and asked in a low voice, "Didn't you want to come in just now?"

Hearing the words, Feng Mo hesitated for a moment, curled his fingers subconsciously, and then walked to him step by step, then raised his hand to tentatively hold Feng Wulin's clothes corner, seeing that he didn't reject it, he seemed relieved.

Feng Wulin turned around and walked in, Feng Mo followed step by step, walked to the sofa, Feng Wulin sat down to eat noodles, Feng Mo also sat and watched him eat.

After he finished eating, the boy asked in a low voice, "Is it delicious?"

"En." Feng Wulin responded.

Feng Mo's eyes became brighter, but Feng Wulin, who usually would lean over to kiss him when he saw him like this, didn't move abnormally, he just reprimanded in a vicious voice: "No more cooking in the future, clumsy and clumsy. cut."

After speaking, he took Feng Mo's hand and looked at it. The cut on the index finger had been wrapped up by the bodyguard, and there seemed to be no problem.

Then there was a series of silences, Feng Mo saw that he had been silent, thought he was hinting that he would leave, so he stood up, "I'm going out first, wait for you... If you have time, I will play games with you again." After finishing speaking He didn't stay any longer, and walked out obediently, closing the door behind him.

Feng Mo looked at the empty corridor, blinked, and stopped when he reached the stairs, standing in a daze, lost in thought, he subconsciously flattened his mouth like a child who was wronged and unhappy, his eyes still held He couldn't help showing a little sadness, but it was only for a moment, and then his face returned to expressionless.

Just as he was about to continue going downstairs, before his legs could go out, a hand suddenly stretched out behind him to stop his waist, and he pulled him back. Then his back hit a hot chest, and a tall and strong body came out Pressing him from behind, he cooperated with the other hand to put his whole body into the arms of the person behind him tightly, and bound him tightly.

Feng Mo was startled, and wanted to turn around in a hurry, touched the strong arms on his waist with both hands and realized that the person holding him was Feng Wulin, and immediately settled down.

Immediately, the other party reprimanded me coldly and angrily: "Idiot, you are really obedient and leave when I say leave, aren't you stupid? You were stubborn when you questioned me today?"

Feng Mo pursed his lips tightly and did not speak, put his hands on the young man's arms and grasped them tightly, allowing the other party to rub his ears with fiery lips to speak viciously, and deliberately opened his mouth to lick his entire mouth, and then moved his lips and tongue inch by inch. Moved, licked and bit his neck carefully, his fair skin was reddened by the sucking, and there was a slight sting.

He shrunk his neck sensitively, the place where he was kissed turned red a little bit, the hands around his waist were tightly bound, he couldn't move even if he wanted to turn around, and the movement of lowering his head just revealed the beautifully curved back of his neck. It was only when Wu Lin started to kiss the back of his neck that Feng Mo whispered, "Don't be angry, Feng Wu Lin." As if thinking that was not sincere enough, he added: "It's me... sorry."

As soon as the voice fell on the neck, he was bitten, which happened to bite on his carotid artery. Feng Mo raised his head sensitively, trying to avoid it, but only exposed his entire neck. The hand on his waist pinched his neck. When Feng Mo lowered his head, his chin just touched the young man's tiger's mouth. He subconsciously rubbed his chin, and he didn't care about being pinched.

Behind him came Feng Wulin's repressed and forbearing voice, mixed with a little anger, the hand on his neck tightened slightly forcing him to raise his head, "Next time you deny my feelings so easily, just do it!" A collar locks you up, anyway, there is a lot of time, I will spend the rest of my life with you, and I don’t have to worry about you running away all day long.”

Feng Mo blinked, and repeated in a low voice: "I know I was wrong, I'm sorry."

"I don't want to hear your apology, saying that you remember it." The tone of the person behind him was unquestionable, and the words were full of toughness that came out of the bones.

Feng Mo stretched out his hand to hold Feng Wulin's finger, tapped his chin on the young man's tiger's mouth, and said: "I remember."

Only then was the big hand locked around his neck released in satisfaction, Feng Wulin bent down and hugged Feng Mo from behind, and walked downstairs.

Feng Mo turned his head, closed his eyes, buried his face in his neck, put his arms around his neck tightly, and said seriously: "Feng Wulin, you can't lock me up."

Feng Wulin raised his eyebrows, "I won't close you if you are obedient, will you listen to me?"

Feng Mo nodded, "I'm obedient," then thought for a while and added, "You can't bully me, you can't shut me out." His tone sounded obviously aggrieved. "Praise me for the delicious noodles. Don't scold me."

Feng Wulin couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, and finally couldn't hold back the cold expression on his face, and laughed muffledly, "Amo knows how to give opinions, you didn't care about what you said before, but now you remember clearly."

His mouth was teasing like this, but his eyes were so soft that he agreed in a low voice: "I know, it's my fault." Then he changed the subject: "Didn't you want to play games with me? Go now."

Feng Mo was finally happy to hear him say that. Although his face was expressionless, his voice was full of joy, "Rin and I will play a game, a game I often played when I was a ghost."

"Huh?" Feng Wulin was a little curious, "Will Amo still play games by himself?"

"Of course I will, but... I will only be one." Feng Mo said embarrassingly.

"It's okay." The thin lips pressed against the boy's forehead, Feng Wulin raised the corners of his mouth, "We can learn slowly, no matter how long it takes."