President Hunting Love is too fierce

This feeling moved her too much.

"Why do I feel ashamed, as long as I think it's worth doing, I will do it. I don't care what other people think about it."

He slipped the rabbit fur slippers into her snow-white little feet, and opened his mouth lightly.

Ye Chuqing lowered her head, and suddenly saw a red burn mark on the back of his hand.

There was also a string of small blisters on the edge. [

"What happened to your hand? Was it burned by something?" She asked in surprise.

Mo Fengya is the kind of person who pays great attention to appearance.

It was surprising that such scars appeared on his body.

Mo Fengya was taken aback for a moment, then withdrew his hand lightly.

"It's okay, I just got scalded by the tea. Well, go and put on your clothes quickly, and keep warm even if there is heating in the room."

Ye Chuqing had no choice but to go to the laundry room to get the clothes she wanted to wear.

Seeing the huge infirmary, I have a lot of clothes, shoes, accessories and hats, interlaced with Mo Fengya's.

Just like any normal couple.

This scene is really warm and intimate.

Hurry up and change your clothes. After going out, the two of them went downstairs.

This time, Mo Fengya did not go to a serious and solemn restaurant.

I only chose a small terrace of a greenhouse, where there are small white European-style flower tables and chairs.

Ye Chuqing's heart skipped a beat, she knew that Mo Fengya had always been used to eating in big restaurants.

But she doesn't like it anymore, such a big table separates people far away.

It feels cold and depressing to eat.

She doesn't like that kind of serious atmosphere, so she sneaks to this place specially when having afternoon tea.

Enjoying the flowers comfortably, drinking the fragrant Ceylon black tea and eating snacks is very pleasant.

The reason why Mo Fengya is here is probably because of her!

Breakfast was served quickly. [

Ye Chuqing was surprised to find that they were all her favorite Chinese dim sum, especially her favorite strawberry quicksand.

His eyes widened, and he swept the food on the table contentedly.

Seeing her happy, Mo Fengya couldn't help curling his lips: "Are these still to your taste?"

"Yeah, it's all my favorite." Ye Chuqing held Quicksand, smelling the fresh and sweet strawberry scent, and smiled happily.

"But you're not used to eating these Chinese-style dim sum, are you? Why don't you just ask someone to prepare Western-style dim sum for you."

Ye Chuqing knew his taste very well, he was still used to western food.