A deep voice echoed from above. Feng Jin, whose hand was about to do something mischievous, froze. The embarrassment of being caught red-handed was quite palpable.
A faint smile played on Feng Jin's lips. She glanced up at Ling Mohan, then, feeling a bit shy, lowered her gaze and stammered, "I was just a little cold. I wanted to… wanted to lean on you to warm up. Just pretend… pretend nothing happened."
It was a rather normal thing, really. Truth be told, Ling Mohan was being too serious. It was better not to dwell on certain matters.
Feng Jin resorted to all sorts of tactics to instill her thoughts into Ling Mohan's mind.
The man's lips were tightly pursed, his expression unreadable. However, his eagle-like eyes were fixed on Feng Jin.
The calmer he was, the more uneasy Feng Jin felt, as if Ling Mohan was about to pounce on her and bite her fiercely.
"You... why are you staring at me like that..."
Feng Jin's voice lacked conviction, making her appear even more guilty.
After a long pause, the man didn't respond but directly stood up, scooped Feng Jin into his arms, and walked straight into the house.
"What are you doing... at least put on some clothes..."
Feng Jin cried out in alarm. They had just finished soaking in the hot spring, and their clothes were still wet and clinging to their skin. To stand up like this now… it was truly… indescribable!
"There's only the two of us here."
Ling Mohan's words made Feng Jin swallow back what she was about to say.
Yes… there were only the two of them, so there was indeed nothing to be wary of… But… but she still felt a bit strange.
Before she could say anything more, Ling Mohan carried her into the room and placed her directly onto the soft bed. Then, the man's body pressed down on her.
With the experience of numerous times before, Feng Jin instantly knew what was about to happen. She quickly raised her hands to press against his chest, "I... I..."
"What is it?"
The man's voice was low and magnetic as he asked. One hand rested on the bed, while the other was already restlessly roaming over Feng Jin.
Feng Jin immediately grabbed his hand and, disregarding everything else, quickly said, "I... I'm not feeling well. You should get up first!"
Ling Mohan immediately stood up and anxiously looked Feng Jin over. "What's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable? Should I find a doctor to examine you?"
"I'm fine... it's just..." How could she say such a thing? After hesitating for a long time, Feng Jin stood up and whispered into the man's ear.
After speaking, she immediately sat down, moved back a little, maintaining a certain distance from Ling Mohan. A faint blush on her face indicated her recent shyness.
Ling Mohan was also slightly taken aback, a wave of guilt surging through him. He quickly lowered his head, "It's my fault... I promise you, it will never happen again."
The blush on Feng Jin's face had not yet faded, and when Ling Mohan spoke so earnestly, she felt even more embarrassed. She simply lifted the blanket and hid herself completely, like an ostrich.
"It's in the past, so let's not mention it again."
Feng Jin's slightly muffled voice came from under the blanket. Ling Mohan chuckled in agreement, pulled away the blanket covering her, and lay down with his tall body.
The once slightly cold bed became much warmer with the man's presence.
"What are you doing!" Feng Jin asked, her vigilance at its peak.
"Sleeping." The man's voice came from above her head. Then, an arm wrapped around Feng Jin's waist, holding her tightly in his embrace.
"Are we not going back tonight?" As drowsiness began to set in, Feng Jin suddenly remembered and asked. If they didn't go back, Da Bao and Er Bao would cry if they didn't see her.
Feng Jin's heart immediately became anxious. It was her fault for forgetting something so important. She didn't know how Da Bao and Er Bao were doing right now.
"No, we have to go back. I'm worried about Da Bao and Er Bao..." Her heart was restless and uneasy. If they didn't go back, she wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.
Saying this, Feng Jin broke free from the man's arm and was about to get up and go out.
Seeing this, Ling Mohan immediately grabbed Feng Jin's wrist and explained, "I've made arrangements. If anything happens to them, they will report it to me immediately. If there's no news at this time, it means they are fine. You can rest assured and stay here."
Hearing this, Feng Jin felt a little more at ease and slowly lay back down on the bed. However, it was destined that she would be sleepless that night.
She kept thinking about whether the two children had eaten properly, slept well, and if they had kicked off their blankets while sleeping. The more she thought about it, the less sleepy Feng Jin became.
Meanwhile, the man behind her was sleeping soundly. Listening to his steady breathing, Feng Jin couldn't help but turn around to look at Ling Mohan.
He fell asleep so quickly. He truly was heartless, not worrying about his own sons' lives at all, sleeping so soundly.
Feng Jin gazed at the man's sleeping face. Only when the sky was about to brighten did she slowly close her eyes.
The next morning, Feng Jin indeed had dark circles under her eyes, looking at the large patch of dark circles in the mirror.
Even using a lot of foundation to conceal them was useless; they were still very obvious. After struggling for a long time, she was tired and decided to let it be. Whatever happened, happened.
Feng Jin got up and walked outside, feeling the sunlight a bit dazzling. She couldn't help but turn her head. The sunlight in this manor was truly abundant.
It was different from the capital city, with its towering buildings that reached the sky. Even if there was some sunlight, it was all blocked. Unlike here, where even the air was incredibly fresh.
This place would be a good place to retire in the future. She had to admit that Ling Mohan had found a truly auspicious location.
"You're awake. Let's eat first."
Ling Mohan walked into the room carrying a food container, which contained porridge and steamed buns.
Feng Jin, who was already hungry, immediately picked up a steamed bun and took a bite. The taste was quite good, but why was it so familiar?
"Where did you get these steamed buns?"
While chewing the bun, Feng Jin felt the taste was very familiar and asked.
"I brought them from home."
"You went back to the mansion to get food? You're really something, going to such lengths, not minding the trouble."