Chapter 927: Going Home

Mo Jiaolan sat on Ling Feng's lap, her eyes sparkling, "Do you think I would blame you?"

"Uh, I know you wouldn't." Ling Feng gave an awkward smile.

Mo Jiaolan glanced at him, "You already know, so why ask?"

"I just feel like I owe you too much!" Ling Feng said.

Leaning forward, Mo Jiaolan rested her head on his shoulder, "Do you think that all we lack is doing that thing with you? Then you're mistaken!"

"Ah? Really?"

Ling Feng was stunned; that was exactly what he had thought.

But hearing Mo Jiaolan's words now, he suddenly felt confused.

At this moment, Mo Jiaolan continued, "Fool, what we want is to be with you, to have you in our hearts and us in yours, that feeling!"

Ling Feng: "..."

"To us, just being with you is enough. If you like, we can give it to you anytime; if you're busy, just knowing you're thinking of us makes everything wonderful,"

Mo Jiaolan murmured, leaning on Ling Feng's shoulder.