After Wen Momo handed the sesame cake to Luo Xi, she couldn't help but take a closer look at the book in Luo Xi's hand, her eyes brightened: "Is this written by Brother Luo?"
Luo Xi smiled softly and nodded.
"The handwriting is so beautiful, even better than our Taifu's handwriting." Wen Momo praised from the bottom of her heart.
"Momo was joking."
But Wen Momo was very serious: "It's true."
Mo Zhifei's voice suddenly came from behind, "Jing Ling, you are back, your little wife Momo is here to see you!"
Wen Momo turned around when she heard the sound and saw Jing Ling walking in from outside the medicine pavilion. Jing Ling just glanced at her, then looked back lightly and walked towards her desk, putting down the medicine box in her hand.
Wen Momo hurriedly followed, "Brother, you are back."
Jing Ling was arranging the papers and pens on the table and asked casually: "Did you buy the sesame cakes?"
Wen Momo nodded, waiting expectantly for brother Jing Ling to praise her for being more and more sensible now.
However, Jing Ling didn't even raise his head, pretending to calmly sort out a few books, and asked casually: "Where are mine?"
Hearing this, Wen Momo was stunned for a moment, blinked her eyelashes blankly and said, "Brother, doesn't he like eating those snacks?"
The reason why Wen Momo didn't take Brother Jingling with her was because every time Brother Jingling took her out to buy something to eat, he only watched her eat, but she didn't want to eat.
Over time, Wen Momo came to know that brother Jing Ling didn't like snacks.
Therefore, Wen Momo was a little confused when she heard brother Jing Ling suddenly ask her this question.
When Jing Ling heard her answer, he paused slightly, his expression darkened, and he continued to organize his things.
Wen Momo felt that the atmosphere was a little tense for a moment, so she couldn't help but sit down and tilted her head to secretly take a look at Jing Ling to see if Brother Ling was angry. She saw that Jing Ling's face was calm, with no emotion at all. She only took a sneak glance, and Jing Ling's eyes swept over him lightly. Wen Momo quickly sat up straight with a guilty conscience, waiting for him to pack his things.
Then he rolled his eyes and said in a low voice hesitantly: "Brother, if you want to eat, I will buy it for you when we go back..."
Jing Ling said coldly: "I don't eat food that comes from outside."
Wen Momo: "...???"
What... Brother Jing Ling, did he misunderstand something? How could this become a piece of food...
However, Brother Ling still looked cold and serious in the mirror, which made Wen Momo even more confused.
But one thing she can be sure of is that Brother Jingling seems to be really angry, although she is still very confused and doesn't know what makes Brother Jingling angry...
After Jing Ling put away the things on the table, she sat down again, spread out a piece of clean white letter paper, dipped her pen in ink, and wrote on the paper.
Wen Momo glanced at it curiously. She recognized the words, but she didn't understand the meaning of each word, but she could probably guess that it was some medical knowledge.
After Jing Ling wrote a page, he finally said, "Let's go."
Wen Momo nodded and stood up. Jing Ling asked her to take the written letter and went out first. Although Wen Momo didn't know why, she still took the letter and told other people in the medicine pavilion. After saying goodbye, he followed Jing Ling out.
Wen Momo held the letter in one hand and couldn't help but read it a few more times, trying to understand the meaning between the lines, but she still couldn't understand it. She didn't look at the road very much, and she almost accidentally killed her. She fell down the stone steps. Fortunately, Jing Ling grabbed her little hand in time and brought her into his arms. Wen Momo breathed a sigh of relief.
Jing Ling saw that she had been looking at her for a long time without saying anything, but he finally lost his composure and asked in a cold tone: "Does the handwriting look good?"
Wen Momo didn't realize what he meant. On the contrary, she felt that Jing Ling's sudden words were very strange, but she still nodded and said obediently: "It looks good."
She has long been used to seeing the handwriting written by her brother Jing Ling, so she feels very calm when looking at his handwriting now, but her brother's handwriting is already very beautiful.
When Jing Ling heard her answer, she didn't seem satisfied. She even felt that Wen Momo was perfunctory with her. He held her little hand and scratched her soft palm twice with his fingertips, pretending to be pretentious. He continued to ask casually: "Compared to your Taifu?"
Wen Momo felt that this sentence sounded strangely familiar, but her mind was a little slow, so she didn't think much about it. She just nodded and said, "Better looking than Taifu."
Jing Ling remained calm: "Compared to Luo Xi?"
Wen Momo: "..."
She finally realized something, blinked her eyes blankly, her eyes were a little soft, and looked up at Jing Ling, "Brother... did you hear what I said to Brother Luo?"
Jing Ling snorted disdainfully from his nose, still looking indifferent.
But Wen Momo felt that this cold snort was full of arrogance, and she felt a little itchy in her heart, as if a soft feather was tickling her. Wen Momo cutely curled her eyes and said from the bottom of her heart: "In Momo's eyes, my brother's handwriting is the most beautiful in the world. I don't accept refutation."
When Jing Ling heard such compliments, her expression softened a lot, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised. Now she was not angry with Wen Momo, and she was not satisfied with just holding her little hand and placing her hand on her delicate body. He hugged her thin waist.
"Brother... itchy..." Wen Momo was so scared that she hid and laughed when he touched her waist.
Not only did Jing Ling not let her go, he also bit her ear, and the tip of his tongue swiped across her pink earlobe. Wen Momo's whole body was soft and soft in his arms, letting him bite her. , as ashamed as a little white rabbit about to be slaughtered at any time, softly humming and begging for mercy.
"Whatever you bring to them in the future, I can't be without my share."
Wen Momo was so aggrieved that she resisted in a low voice: "But... brother doesn't want to eat..."
When Jing Ling saw that the little bastard was still talking back, he bit her again. Wen Momo raised her hands to cover her ears, while making a surrender gesture: "Momo, I remember... I remember..."
Jing Ling saw her cute look with her ears covered, and her cold purple eyes gradually became a bit perverted. He really wanted to make her do something bad again, but he was afraid that he would scare her if he did anything else, so he had to restrain himself. I gave up and said Wen Dan: "Whether I like it or not is one thing, but you can't ignore your fiancé."
Wen Momo lowered her head and whispered: "Oh..."
Jing Ling continued to teach her daughter-in-law in a cold voice: "If other people see this, they will think you don't love me."
It was clearly a lesson tone, but why did it sound like she was being left out and wronged by Wen Momo...
But... Wen Momo said that she was the one who felt wronged after being bullied!
Wen Momo complained in her heart, but on the surface she still timidly agreed to Jing Ling and promised Jing Ling that no matter who she bought things for in the future, she would bring them to him.
Jing Ling then touched her head and said, "Be good."
Wen Momo secretly clenched her fists, wanting to take a bite of Brother Jingling to vent her anger!
But I dare not…
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(Good night, Ji!)
(End of chapter)