"By the way, I don't know what's going on, but I always feel that when Zen saw your father today, that look seemed a little strange. After seeing Zen's appearance at that time, Feng Yu still clearly remembered that she was lying on the bed alone just now, waiting for Xin Moge, and when she was flipping through the medical books, her mind couldn't help flashing over and over again, so she couldn't help but think about it again, and finally decided to talk to Xin Moge. However, Feng Yu still hopes that she thinks too much about it for a while.

"What's so strange?" Xin Moge asked casually, the hand holding Feng Yu tightened slightly, allowing Feng Yu to get closer to him, and the other hand touched the side of Feng Yu's face.

"I can't say it specifically, I just think it's strange, and I look like I'm shocked. Yes, it's shock. Feng Yu frowned and recalled.

"Shocked?" Xin Moge was a little surprised, and the hand that was touching Feng Yu's face paused slightly.

Feng Yu nodded.

A hint of contemplation flashed in Simmogo's eyes, "What about Father?"

"Your father's expression was normal, and he was visibly excited, happy, and happy. Xin Haoyan and Zen looked at each other, and when they were compared together, the difference was even greater.

"What do you mean by 'your father'? Isn't he your father now?" Xin Moge was a little dissatisfied with Feng Yu's title.

Feng Yu raised her eyebrows, with a look of confusion and doubt, deliberately pretending not to hear the trace of dissatisfaction in Xin Moge's words, and asked, "Could it be that I am wrong when I say this? He is not your father?"

Xin Moge's eyes flashed with a hint of danger, and the hand that paused on Feng Yu's face instead picked up Feng Yu's jaw, making Feng Yu look into his eyes, "Say it again." ”

"Am I wrong? He's not you...... Not...... What are you doing......" The latter words disappeared into the punitive kiss that Xin Mogo suddenly fell, and Feng Yu hurriedly pushed Xin Moge's chest.

Xin Moge grabbed Feng Yu's wrists and deepened the kiss.

When the kiss was over, Feng Yu collapsed on the bed a little out of breath, and her hands that were clasped by Xin Moge struggled slightly.

Xin Moge leaned over to look at Feng Yu, his eyes suddenly deepened a little, and he lowered his head and kissed Feng Yu under Feng Yu's gaze, and at the same time the hand that held Feng Yu's hands and wrists was released, and instead stroked Feng Yu's side face, and then fell all the way from Feng Yu's side face to Feng Yu's neck, and touched it through the neckline of Feng Yu's obscene clothes.

The atmosphere in the room quietly changed unconsciously.

Feng Yu's heartbeat suddenly couldn't stop speeding up slightly, and the place touched by Xin Moge only felt as hot as if it had been roasted by fire.

Xin Moge suddenly remembered something at this time, raised his head and asked Feng Yu under him, "Xiao Yun'er tonight, do you want to stay over there, or do you want someone to pick it up later?"

Feng Yu naturally understood which side the word "over there" in Xin Moge's words meant, and didn't think about it in her heart, and after calming down a little and breathing, she naturally replied, "Don't look at it...... Look at what time it has been, of course...... Of course, I stayed there, and I thought I should have already slept. ”

A faint smile flashed in Xin Moge's eyes, and he looked straight at Feng Yu.

Feng Yu was slightly stunned at first for some unknown reasons under Xin Moge's gaze, and then reacted consciously, she replied like that just now, as if she clearly wanted Xin Moge...... Go on.