Lin Mo was lying on the bed enjoying Feng Yichen's intimate service, and Feng Yichen rubbed her ankles.

It's been a few days, and her feet have been swollen, but Feng Yichen still doesn't allow her to get out of bed and walk around, so she can only lie quietly on the bed to recuperate.

Lin Mo put his foot in front of his eyes and turned his ankle vividly, "Look, I've said it." ”

Feng Yichen grabbed the dishonest little feet and stuffed them into the quilt, stood up from the side of the bed, and bent down close to Lin Mo's little face, "This king said, don't get out of bed and raise it for two more days." ”

The warm breath sprayed on the tip of his nose, Lin Mo was stunned for a moment, and naturally raised his hand to attach Feng Yichen's face.

Feng Yichen's long eyelashes trembled slightly, her starry eyes flashed slightly, and she stood up straight to look at her, "The princess's feet are not well yet, rest assured to recuperate, don't think too much." ”

After speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, and the moment he turned around, the hem of his clothes swayed, and two long legs loomed.

Lin Mo swallowed his saliva, got up and jumped directly on Feng Yichen's back, and laughed in his ear: "Where is the little wolf cub running?" When it comes to the meat in the mouth, Lao Tzu will not let it go so easily. ”

Too many things have happened recently, Lin Mo hasn't been with Feng Yichen for a long time, she has been hungry for him for a long time, and today is finally the opportunity, how can she let him go so easily.

Feng Yichen didn't take care of her feet and endure it for many days, her flirtatation was like thunder and fire, and dry firewood was like a fierce fire, and it was out of control.

After satisfying someone, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows are full of smiles, and he can't hide them.

Feng Yichen saw that Lin Mo's ankle was indeed healed, and he didn't force her to lie down anymore.

Lin Mo leaned on the chaise longue, propped his head motionless, gritted his teeth and asked Feng Yichen, who was holding a pen and sketching on the paper, "Lord Wang, okay, I can't hold on." ”

Feng Yichen dipped in some ink, his slender figure bent down, his pen slid on the paper, he glanced up at Lin Mo, lowered his head to hide the smile on his lips, "Don't worry, princess, it will be fine soon." ”

Lin Mo really couldn't hold it anymore, she turned over and jumped off the chaise longue, walked up and looked down at Feng Yichen's painting.

The paper beauty in front of her lies on her side under a begonia tree, and the pink begonia flowers bloom all over the tree, fluttering in the air, falling on the beauty's inky black hair.

Her posture is gentle and exquisite, her long hair is like ink and scattered at will, a jasper hairpin at the back of her head loosely holds half of her hair, a bundle of dishonest falls from her shoulders to her chest, covering the spring light on her chest, and the blue gauze flutters in the wind, like a fairy of the nine heavens.

The beauty lowered her eyes slightly, her eyes were full of charm, and her small lips seemed to be dyed with flower juice, which was charming.

The expression is natural, and she is three points into the wood, no matter how Lin Mo thinks that this person is not herself, where did she come from such a side?

She looked up at Feng Yichen faintly, there seemed to be fire in his deep eyes, and his burning mouth was dry.

She licked the corners of her lips and asked, "Is this what the prince painted me?" ”

Feng Yichen sketched the last stroke, put down the pen, and smiled at the corner of his lips, "It's indeed the princess." ”

Lin Mo actually rarely looked in the mirror, she was rough in the past, and the bronze mirror was not very clear after crossing over, she really didn't know that she was so good-looking.

She looked up at Feng Yichen's face, and then at the painting, so that the two of them matched each other.

Somehow? The wedding photos of the two came to her mind, Feng Yichen was dressed in a pure white suit, short hair was casually put on her forehead, her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, the bridge of her nose was high, and her thin lips were twisted and she smiled......

Groove ......

Lin Mo shook off the picture in his mind, walked to Feng Yichen's side, took the painting he had just drawn for himself aside, and drew a pen to sketch the appearance in his mind.

Although the painting is not as charming as that painted by Feng Yi Chen, it also barely depicts the appearance of Feng Yi Chen.

It was Feng Yichen, who was wearing a pure white suit, kneeling on one knee, holding a ring in one hand, and the other hand naturally on his lap, and still holding the ring box in his hand.

The sun shone on his hair, waving layers of halos, his slightly raised chin line was clear, his nose was like a peak, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of tired warmth.

Feng Yichen stood quietly and watched, a little puzzled, "Why do you kneel on one knee?" Why do you hold a ring in your hand? ”

Lin Mo put down the pen, turned around and picked up his face, and said with a smile: "Kneeling on one knee is a ceremony of marriage proposal, in our case, we don't need matchmakers, the man proposes to the woman, and you can start a family." The ring you are talking about is called a ring on our side, and when we get married, we have to put a ring on each other's ring fingers. ”

She raised her hand in front of Feng Yichen and raised her ring finger, "This finger is the ring finger." ”

Feng Yichen sat down, pulled her to sit on her long legs, and asked, "Why?" ”

Lin Mo was used to this posture, she was half lying on Feng Yichen's arm around her, "This is called a wedding ring, which represents loyalty, and the ring is worn on the ring finger of the left hand, which means that the left hand is connected to the heart, and the two can be heart-to-heart, which also means that the husband and wife will never give up." ”

Feng Yichen lowered his eyes and looked at Lin Mo's white and slender ring finger, his eyes flashing thoughtfully.

Lin Mo pulled him up, walked to the tree and stood up, facing Feng Yichen sideways, posing in a posture of waiting for Feng Yichen to wear the ring, and turned back to her and smiled, "The prince painted me opposite you." ”

Feng Yichen chuckled, "Okay! ”

Feng Yichen lowered his head and drew on the paper, raising his eyes from time to time to glance at Lin Mo, with warmth between his eyebrows.

After a long time, he finally said in Lin Mo's expectation, "Okay! ”

Lin Mo hurriedly walked over and looked down at the painting on the table, it was still under the pink begonia tree, the woman was wearing a blue skirt, and the begonia flowers fell on her shoulders, she looked down at Feng Yichen who was kneeling on one knee, her eyes as bright as stars flashed with happiness, and she stretched out her hand and waited for Feng Yichen to trap her.

The woman's face was a little expectant, a little shy, and between her eyebrows and eyes was all love for Feng Yichen.

In this painting, Lin Mo is wearing a blue delicate Luo skirt, and Feng Yichen is wearing a suit, which is a bit like Lin Mo in the previous life and Feng Yichen in this life have met.

In such a comparison, Lin Mo's Fengyichen has a lot less charm than his Lin Mo, but it does not affect the beauty of this painting.

Lin Mo propped his hands on the desk, looked up at him, his red lips touched his chin, and felt Feng Yi Chen's hot breath with a faint cold plum fragrance, spraying on her forehead.

Her mind was empty, and she forgot what she wanted to say to him.

Feng Yichen cupped her face and whispered in her ear, "Does Momo want this king to kneel down like this and propose to Momo?" ”

The crispy itch in his ears went straight to his heart, Lin Mo licked the corners of his lips, and couldn't stand Feng Yichen's appearance, so he pushed him away, and glanced at him with a smile, "The marriage is over, what kind of marriage is proposed." ”

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Behind him, Feng Yichen's lips smiled at the corner, and his eyes were full of pampering.

He knew that Lin Mo was shy.

In the past, Lin Mo often left him abruptly like this, and at that time he didn't understand the reason for Lin Mo's move.

Now he understood.