Only then did Wen Momo realize that she had missed her brother Jing Ling, and she hurried back. After a while, she saw Jing Ling walking towards him in the corridor with a cold face. Wen Momo ran to him and couldn't help but hug him. He shook his arms, raised his head slightly and said sweetly: "Brother, you are here!"
Jing Ling glanced sideways at her, stretched out his hand to hold her little hand, held it in his palm, and said lightly, "You didn't see me."
"I'm sorry, I was just chatting with Ah Ling and the others when they were little, and I didn't pay attention."
Jing Ling snorted lightly, but did not say he forgave her, but held her little hand tighter and led her out of the academy.
"Brother, the master praised me in class today."
"What should I praise you for?" Jing Ling listened to her soft tone, clasped her little hand with his slender fingers, and gently rubbed the skin on the back of her hand with his thumb. After touching it for a while, he felt that he was following her. Gradually it became softer.
"The Taifu said that I analyzed today's topic very accurately and asked me to write it down and show it to him."
Jing Ling's deep purple eyes were filled with a hint of tenderness, "Really? Momo is so powerful."
"Momo will be more powerful in the future, right?"
Wen Momo couldn't help but take the initiative to shake his hand that was holding hers, raised her head and smiled sweetly.
The little face is so confident and sweet.
Jing Ling said "hmm" and touched her head.
Strangely, a heart that was as cold as ice a moment ago melted easily because of Wen Momo's sweet smile.
But after getting on the carriage, Wen Momo didn't know how to avoid it at all, and said to Jing Ling: "Brother, I made a bet with A Ling in the class courtyard today."
"What bet?"
"It's just a bet on whether the baby will be a young master or a little fairy. Ah Ling said it will be a young master, but I think it will definitely be a little fairy!"
Jing Ling's expression slowly turned cold again, and she said calmly: "How did you know it was a woman?"
Wen Momo was unreasonably blindly confident: "Intuition! I just feel that the baby in my belly must be a little fairy!"
Jing Ling sat on the carriage and closed her eyes in silence, then slowly turned her head and looked out the window. Her expression was indifferent, and she could not tell whether her mood was good or bad.
After a while, Jing Ling moved her thin lips and asked calmly: "Then do you think our first baby will be a boy or a girl?"
Jing Ling regretted it after asking, and her ears were slightly red. Before Wen Momo could react, she frowned and said, "Forget it, stop talking."
Wen Momo was stunned for a moment. She probably didn't expect that Brother Jingling would suddenly ask her about such a distant topic. She opened her mouth and called him confusedly: "Brother..."
"Don't say it."
Only then did Wen Momo feel that Jing Ling didn't look very happy, and even her brows were furrowed. Wen Momo carefully moved to his side, lay on his shoulder, looked at him and whispered, "Brother... what's wrong with you?"
Jing Ling didn't look at her, just looked out the window and said coldly: "Nothing."
"Brother is obviously unhappy." Wen Momo whispered, raising her chin slightly, raising her fingers to touch the center of his eyebrows, trying to smooth his eyebrows, and in a soft and sticky tone, she coaxed Jing Ling and said: "Brother, don't be unhappy."
Wen Momo's fingers were soft, with a little warmth, touching the center of his eyebrows.
(End of chapter)