President Hunting Love is too fierce

He lowered his head and eagerly kissed her lips, suppressing the anxiety and fear in his heart.

He kept asking for her breath, as if it would never be enough.

Ye Chuqing was also frightened by his strange emotions.

What's the matter, she didn't go to take a shower, why is he as excited as if he just lost her.

"What's wrong with you?" After he finally let go of her, she asked out of breath, and her voice became infinitely soft. [

Mo Fengya kissed her face again, hugged her tightly and whispered, "It's nothing, I just don't want to leave you for a moment."

"Cut, sweet talk."

Although Ye Chuqing's tone was complaining, it was not without sweetness.

The two stayed together for a while, but Mo Fengya still wanted to go out.

"Stay at home and don't go around, wait until I come back, okay?" Mo Fengya had a strange look in his eyes, and his tone was gentle and coaxing.

Ye Chuqing didn't notice anything strange about him.

I just thought to myself that a man is really domineering and always wants his wife to stay at home and be an obedient daughter-in-law.

But she was really busy, but she didn't want to make him unhappy.

"Well, okay! Then you should come back soon."

Only then did Mo Fengya feel relieved to leave.

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As soon as Mo Fengya walked away, Ye Chuqing drove out the door.

She was in a good mood, and went to the largest flower shop nearby and bought two bouquets of white lilies.

"Please help me pack it up and tie it with a white ribbon. I'm taking it to pay homage to my relatives." Ye Chuqing ordered the clerk.

The clerk immediately followed suit, wrapped the two bouquets beautifully, and handed them to her with a smile: "Miss, it's done."

Ye Chuqing took the flowers and just turned around when she accidentally knocked down a lady who was picking out lilies.

The lady in the elegant hat, who seemed frail, was bumped and almost fell to the ground.

Ye Chuqing hurriedly supported her body, apologized and said, "I'm sorry, ma'am, are you okay!"

The lady lowered her head and straightened the marks on her clothes with a gentle voice. [

"I'm fine, I was in a daze and didn't notice you turning around."

The frail lady raised her head with a gentle smile on her face.

She should be in her forties, with a noble and beautiful face. Although she has wrinkles, her temperament is still refined.

It makes people feel good after seeing Dasheng.

And her face was somewhat similar to her own.