She gasped in fright, instinctively tightening her grip on the man's neck, not daring to relax for fear of falling again.
"Sleep!"
The two cold words, in the darkness, somehow held a trace of ambiguity. Feng Jin's face instantly flushed scarlet. In the silent room, even their breathing was remarkably clear.
The two were incredibly close, not a millimeter of space between them. Feng Jin leaned against the man's chest, her ears filled with the sound of his strong, powerful heartbeat.
The man, with utmost gentleness, settled Feng Jin onto the bed. Before Feng Jin could react, kisses rained down upon her like a storm.
As if bewitched, Feng Jin gradually and silently began to respond to the man.
Her subtle responses were like encouragement to the man, and Ling Mohan became even more ardent in his attentions.
After a night of intense passion, Feng Jin was already utterly spent, leaning weakly against the man's chest, her breath coming in short, faint gasps.
Ling Mohan, however, seemed insatiable, his hands still restlessly caressing Feng Jin's body.
"Slap!" With a sound, the woman's delicate hand firmly struck the man's arm. "Sleep! No more fooling around!"
Though her voice was a reprimand, it lacked strength. She was truly exhausted and now only wished to sleep soundly.
Scolded, Ling Mohan dared not continue his advances. He could only obediently hold the little woman in his arms and sleep peacefully. Holding her like this was also good...
The next morning, Feng Jin was awakened by a series of urgent knocks on the door. Blinking sleepily, she glanced at Ling Mohan beside her and nudged him forcefully. "Someone's at the door, go see."
With that, she pulled the quilt over her head and fell back into a deep sleep. Ling Mohan, with a helpless sigh, opened his tired eyelids and got up to open the door.
The moment the door opened, before he could even see who it was, he was suddenly bumped. Then, two small figures rushed into the room.
"Mother... Wake up... Wake up..."
Da Bao, plastered on Feng Jin, kept tugging at the quilt, trying to wake her this way.
"You brat! Don't disturb your mother's sleep! Get down!"
Ling Mohan waved his hand, directly pulling Da Bao off her. Da Bao was now like a captured chick, lifted by the man's black hand.
Instinctively struggling, Da Bao cried out in fear, "Waaah... Waaah... Mother... Save me... Help!"
Ling Mohan hadn't expected Da Bao to cry so loudly and was momentarily stunned. He quickly tried to coax him, "Stop crying!"
It was no use. At his words, Da Bao cried even harder, completely inconsolable.
Feng Jin's ears were filled with Da Bao's wails, and she was completely jolted awake. She sat up abruptly in bed, her eyes searching for Da Bao.
When she saw Da Bao being dangled in mid-air by Ling Mohan, his collar clutched in his hand, she froze. She quickly shouted, "What are you doing? Put the child down at once!"
If his grip faltered even slightly, or the fabric tore, Da Bao would be dropped to the ground.
The thought of that scene sent a shiver down her spine. She quickly scooped Da Bao into her arms, checking him thoroughly. Only after confirming he was unharmed did she finally breathe a sigh of relief. Then, she turned her gaze back to Ling Mohan and angrily scolded, "Don't you know how dangerous that was? What if you'd slipped and dropped the child!"
"You're so old, why don't you think before you act? If you had really dropped Da Bao, what would you have done!"
The more Feng Jin thought about it, the angrier she became, and she berated Ling Mohan incessantly. It was such a dangerous act, how could he have done it.
If she hadn't known he was the child's biological father, she would have suspected Da Bao wasn't his. Putting the child in such danger, she was truly impressed by Ling Mohan.
"I was just playing around with him. Besides, I... I wouldn't really drop him. It's just that you're too worried..."
Ling Mohan's explanation was weak, and by the end, he had lost all conviction.
When he calmed down and thought about his actions, he realized he had indeed been impulsive. If there had been an accident, he might have actually dropped the child, and that would have been disastrous.
Feng Jin sighed with a touch of helplessness. Fortunately, the child was unharmed. She was too tired to continue arguing with Ling Mohan. Still worried, she continued to admonish him, "You're not allowed to lift the child like that again. If you're not careful, what if something unexpected happens..."
Fearing Ling Mohan might repeat such impulsive behavior, Feng Jin cautioned him several times. Only when Ling Mohan promised never to do it again was the matter grudgingly settled, and she stopped dwelling on it.
Just then, Da Bao decided to bring it up again, adding fuel to the fire. "Mother... It hurts..."
Da Bao pointed to his neck, his small mouth pouting to express his current pain.
Feng Jin's brow furrowed slightly. She quickly squatted down to examine him. Indeed, a mark, as if from being choked by clothing, appeared on Da Bao's neck. The deep red mark stood out starkly against his fair skin.
"How did this happen!" Feng Jin exclaimed in surprise. Such a large mark, how could it have been caused...
Suddenly remembering the scene of Ling Mohan lifting Da Bao, Feng Jin immediately understood what had happened.
Her icy gaze fell on Ling Mohan. She snapped, "Look at the mess you've made!"
Ling Mohan naturally noticed the red mark on Da Bao's neck. A pang of pain shot through him. How could it be so serious... Explaining now was useless. He could only silently await Feng Jin's judgment.
"You... What can I say to you!" Feng Jin was so angry she had forgotten how to scold him. She quickly picked up Da Bao, examining him carefully. Only after confirming there were no other injuries did her heart finally feel a little at ease.
As the culprit, Ling Mohan stood cautiously to the side, awaiting Feng Jin's final verdict.
Feng Jin, however, acted as if she hadn't even seen Ling Mohan. She walked past him, completely ignoring him.
Finally, Er Bao walked up to Ling Mohan, glanced at him, sighed helplessly, and then hurried to follow Feng Jin and Da Bao. He decided it was better not to concern himself with his father's affairs.