President Hunting Love is too fierce

"Mofei, you are so stupid. How can someone as smart as you be so stupid. Even if I might not love you, don't you care?" Her eyes were moist, and her voice felt choked up.

Mo Fei smiled wryly: "Your words are really shocking."

He gently raised her chin, and replied without regret: "If you must love to be together, then let me love you more, and more, as long as you love me a little bit is enough."

Two lines of tears flowed from Bai Ling's eyes, and she couldn't be more moved.

Love or not love is not important anymore, it is lucky to have such a man by your side, be it friends, relatives or lovers. [

Because his love is like a vast ocean that can contain everything.

"Mofei, I was really defeated by you. I don't know what our future will be, but you let me see confidence and light. I promise you, I will definitely love you well and work hard."

She leaned in his arms with tears in her eyes, holding this man tightly for the first time.

Mofei also hugged her silently, the smile on his face was a kind of happiness that comes after suffering.

He lowered his head, hugged her vigorously, and kissed her deeply loving kisses on her hair.

A hard-won promise, he will definitely hold on tightly to make her truly happy.

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The next day, the sun was so bright that it felt like the air was brand new, and the flowers planted on the balcony were brighter than others.

In the middle of the night last night, Bai Ling went to sleep with Xiu Yuan'er and asked Mo Fei to go back, but he refused to leave.

The young master condescended and spent the night on the sofa.

Bai Ling got up early in the morning to cook breakfast for Xiaoxue and them, and saw Mo Fei lying on the sofa timidly. He was too tall, and this small sofa really wronged him.

However, his expression was quite comfortable, he slept soundly, and he didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

Seeing him like this, Bai Ling laughed helplessly. In fact, Mo Fei is quite easy to raise, as long as he is happy, it doesn't matter if he is told to lie on the floor.

I don't want those spoiled rich second-generation young masters in China at all.

Bai Ling tiptoed into the kitchen, in a good mood, took out chunks of beef, vegetables, and shallots from the frosting, and put them on top.

She has always been used to being independent, because she loves her sister very much, so in order to make her eat happily, she always learns to cook a lot of delicious dishes and snacks.