The Journey of the Empress of Quick Travel

Feng Ling couldn't help feeling dizzy at Mo Lingqiu's statement.

Her eyes fell on him blankly, as if she had not yet recovered from the sudden impact.

He, Mo Lingqiu, didn't seem to be in a hurry to get Fei Ling's response. His calmness and calmness seemed to have predicted everything.

He continued in an almost mocking tone:

"You know? The pretty widow opposite has been coveting me for a long time. Especially recently, the way she looks at me is like a hungry dog ​​looking at a meat bun. If eyes can really shine, I think she will probably light up green at night! Haha, why don’t you have a sense of crisis? At least you should have a little possessiveness, right? Don’t be ignorant of blessings, I am very It’s in demand!”

"Also, in this year, my good reputation has been almost ruined by you. Why don't you quickly find a time to take me in? If the news spreads that I, a young and handsome boy, have been abandoned, That would be so pitiful!”

Yes, he had waited for too long, so long that he no longer wanted to wait any longer.

She must accept Ying Xiaojiu's departure and let go of the past.

Today, practical issues are more pressing.

Hearing such words, Feng Ling felt speechless for a while.

She has seen thick-skinned people, but never one this thick-skinned.

How do this person say this kind of words?

Wasn't the so-called innocent reputation he ruined himself?

The more Feng Ling thought about it, the more she felt that this person's words were messy. Finally, she couldn't help but pinch this shameless person.

"Who is ruining your reputation? It's obviously you who is shameless! You talk nonsense to people at the market every day, and you even tell the old lady selling vegetables that I eat a lot recently, my waistline is thick, and it's getting harder and harder to maintain...

"As a result, those old ladies stared at my belly as soon as I went out and asked me how many months it has been. Tell me, didn't you spread these messy things yourself?"

Mo Lingqiu lowered his head and looked around, his eyes uncertain.

"But your appetite has indeed increased, and your waistline has indeed become thicker. I'm not lying."

When Feng Ling heard this, she pinched harder.

"Are you really embarrassed to say that?"

"Who asked you to make the food so delicious? You serve it to my mouth every day like you are serving Lafayette. Every day when you eat, you also advise me to take two more bites, take two more bites. What does it matter if you just take two bites? , What a waste if you don’t eat..."

For Fengling, if she didn't take more than two bites of such a delicious meal, wouldn't it be a disservice to her own taste buds?

Mo Lingqiu's face was a little distorted. He grabbed the hand that stabbed his hand and pasted it gently on his chest.

"Okay, it's my fault. I ruined your innocent reputation. Then, how about I take responsibility for you?"

Feng Ling glared at him,

"You are so beautiful!"

At this time, Mo Lingqiu couldn't help but laugh lowly. He bent down slightly and asked in an unprecedented serious tone:

"I do think about good things. Can you give me a chance? Promise me to have a legitimate identity and stay with you for the rest of my life?"

Whenever this is mentioned, the atmosphere suddenly becomes tense.

Feng Yan turned his face and tried to pull his hand out of his arms, but found that he could not move.

He looked a little helpless, his eyes flickered, his cheeks were slightly red, and he couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.

"I……"

Mo Lingqiu's eyes hesitated slightly, and she sighed softly in her heart, knowing that it was difficult for her to clear her thoughts for a while.

He simply took a step back, held her finger, and suggested softly:

“Otherwise, let God decide?

Feng Ling raised her eyebrows, her eyes full of confusion, obviously not understanding the deep meaning of Mo Lingqiu's words.

Mo Lingqiu smiled softly,

"Tomorrow night is the Lantern Festival. According to legend, young men and women will walk from the south of the city to the north on that day. If they are in tune with each other, they will meet in the crowd. Why don't we try too? Maybe we will have unexpected gains. If we are really destined. , can you give me a chance to agree to my request?"

Feng Ling was a little surprised when she heard this proposal. She had never thought that Mo Lingqiu would solve the problem in this way.

In the past year, they rarely talked about their relationship. Mo Lingqiu knew that Fengling still cared about Xiao Jiu in her heart, so he never brought up these topics that might make her sad easily.

However, one year has passed. For a person with strong martial arts, one year is enough time to recover.

If Xiao Jiu is really alive, he should come back to find Feng Ling.

But he didn't.

Feng Yan gradually understood that Xiao Jiu might really be gone. However, her heart... still couldn't let go of the past.

Hearing Mo Lingqiu's words, Feng Ling fell into silence again.

She recalled every moment of their relationship, with mixed feelings in her heart.

One year is enough time for each other to develop deep feelings for each other, not to mention that Mo Lingqiu has always taken care of her and been by her side.

With such tenderness and care, others can see the tacit understanding and affection between them.

Under Mo Lingqiu's nervous yet calm gaze, Feng Ling hesitated for a moment, and then answered softly:

"it is good."

As soon as the words fell, Mo Lingqiu hugged her excitedly, and the light of surprise flashed in her eyes.

"If you agree, then you can't go back on it."

Mo Lingqiu said excitedly, as if he had won the most precious thing in the world.

His happy look seemed rather silly to others.

Feng Ling looked at him and couldn't help but feel worried, so she asked softly,

"What if we don't meet tomorrow night?"

After hearing this, Mo Lingqiu's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning, and he leaned close to Feng Ling's ear and whispered,

"If we really miss it, it means our fate has not come yet. At worst, the child will have your last name."

During the Lantern Festival in mid-summer July, Luomo City is always filled with a unique festive atmosphere, especially at night, when the entire city seems to be lit up by colorful lanterns.

Unmarried young men and women hold lanterns and walk in groups under the moonlight, looking for possible fate.

Mo Lingqiu came up with an original idea, which was to let God decide their future.

On this special day, hundreds of young men and women come out to participate in this grand event, and it's not easy to find that special someone in the crowd.

But Mo Lingqiu firmly believed that he would be able to find Feng Ling in the huge crowd.

As night falls, the market is bustling with activity, and the air is filled with the aroma of all kinds of food, making people forget to leave.

With the center of the market, there are more and more young men and women gathered around.

At this time, Fengling and Mo Lingqiu decided to act separately and each chose a direction to move forward.

But there were too many people tonight, and Feng Ling felt more and more crowded as she walked forward.